Did I mention?

I registered for the Shamrock Shuffle. From what tc says it's a great race. Not too long and not too short for the start of
the season, lots of people, and lots of energy. Based on her recommendation, I registered. Let's hope most of the extra pound-age had dropped of by the time of the Shuffle.

2 miles

Worked out last night. Went 2 miles for the warm-up run. Pace had to be around 9:30, but I don't know for sure. Following the warm-up I lifted; total body.

Following the workout, I undid all the work with a RJ Grunts Yowza burger and Fat Tire draft.

While I may have undone all the work in terms of calories burned, what didn’t change is the fact that I feel better these days. After just a week of consistent workouts I can already tell my energy level is up during the day. Granted, I am tired after working out and just want to go to bed when I get home, but that'll change. As my body becomes more accustomed to the workouts I'll recover faster and I won’t feel the need to nap right when I get done. For now, I welcome the tired feeling, knowing full well that it's because I worked hard.

Tonight tc and I are going to Fleet Feet Sports to help kb pick out some workout/running shoes. kb is gonna try the running thing, see if it suits her. Wish us luck.

I've not been so good...

In respect to posting. My recent posts have been intermittent at best, and often not running related (but hey! Hinder deserved it).

So
here is a recap. Yes, I worked out again last night. The workout
started with a 1.5 mile (approx) run. Just as the workout did onMonday and last Thursday.

So the tally is 4.5 miles thus far, this week. Not big numbers, but certainly more consistent than previous runs were.

Oh, tc it's official, I'm a fat ass. In running gear I currently weigh 162 lbs.

That's all.

I’ve been good and bad

The good:
I’m on my way to 145 thanks to working out on a regular basis for the past week. How can that be? A whole week, wow! Yeah yeah yeah, I know…but I can stick to a training plan. Last Thursday I lifted for the first time in a long time. It was painful. Not that day, but the next day, and the day after that. On Saturday I did the dumbest thing possible; I attended a kickboxing class. Even knowing the instructor didn’t help, she was still ruthless. I was so sore I could barely put my coat on. Maybe I looked thoughtful and introspective whenever I departed, although it’s more likely I looked feeble and malcontent. Finally, yesterday I lifted again, this time legs. Surprisingly I don’t hurt as much as I would have expected. It’s funny to think, that after just a few sessions of working out, the body adjusts and goes back to healing itself faster with less discomfort. The moral of the story, it’s far easier to keep working out than it is to start and stop in cycles. I’m sure any half-educated personal trainer could have told you that, but hey some things have to be learned the hard way.


The bad:
I had two French crullers for breakfast.

I hate Hinder

First and foremost Hinder's music is an aural assault of the worst kind. It makes me wonder about the state of music today: how did that sound get out of the corner deli's open mic nite and make it to a record company? Could it be a sign of the coming apocalypse, and if so, is Ann Coulter behind it all?

Hinder is also a bad name for a band, almost as bad as the lyrics, which I'll get into in a minute. Hinder, aside from meaning to impede (my ability to enjoy terrestrial radio), also refers to the ass end of an animal (and the lead does look like a horse, I'd even go so far as to say he resembles a Lipizzaner what with his freakish little arm-twitch-dance-thingy he does).



The lyrics to that shit-fest titled "Lips of an Angel" are at best amateurish, and at worst verbal vomit. What kind of asshole can't sack up and pick one girl. Look dickbag, either you want the one you're with or your with the wrong one. Grow some hair on your sack and make your choice.

A little ride in the city

Last night the cross training took the form of a little ride in Chicago proper. All tolled I went 13.5 miles in just over an hour. The night was slightly brisk but overall the ride was great. Gisele ran smooth (like buttah) and never once felt awkward. my legs on the other hand, felt like jell-o after about a half hour. the ride back was against the wind and was a lot harder than the ride out.

The city is so beautiful at night, it was like seeing a postcard. Out there, alone, on Gisele, it felt great. I can't wait for warmer weather and more chances to take a ride. What a great city.

not sure

of the distance i ran on saturday. i do know the time was 15:22, so i'd guesstimate it was about a mile and a half.

next: a little cross training tonight on Gisele.