Today was another PDR! I tackled 11 miles. Here are the splits:
Mile 1: 9:59
Mile 2: 9:39
Mile 3: 9:47
Mile 4: 9:49
Mile 5: 9:57
Life is going so well at this point. I am having fun. Everything feels great. I’m at an easy pace. I’m actually thinking about all the wonderful things I am going to blog about when I get home. Then….
Mile 6: 10:39
Mile 7: 10:49
Mile 8: 10:41
Mile 9: 10:36
Mile 10: 10:48
Mile 11: 10:19
The worst part is that I wasn’t tired cardiovascularly. It was that my legs felt like they were laden with lead. It was hard to get them off the ground. I started tripping over my toes and accidentally kicking the inside of my ankles with each stride. I even had to take 2 mini walking breaks….and I don’t usually do that. It was disheartening. But I think the solution is that I need to lose a few pounds.
I know that is a dangerous thing to say, coming from someone who has struggled with an eating disorder. And even though I haven’t stepped on a scale in months, and only my doctors know what I truly weigh, I’m pretty sure that I am at the upper end of what would be my ideal weight range.
So, I have some pounds to play with. I think that my body would function better on my long runs if it didn’t have to carry around so much weight. But….how do I tackle this without falling into my previous patterns of restricting?
First, I have something motivating me. I LOVE TO RUN!!! And to run, my body needs fuel. But I need to give it appropriate fuel. Good carbs, proteins and lots of fruits and veggies. I can cut out some of the extraneous calories that I take in. Especially things like the super yummy marshmallow-y treats that someone brought to work yesterday. And I don’t need to have two sugar cookies at church on Sundays. I can make smaller bowls of banana ice cream for dessert. And I’ll be able to stop my coveting of the McDonald’s Shamrock Shake, because it has to be disappearing soon.
I am not sure how I am going to monitor my progress. We don’t own a scale (other that the Wii balance board), and I am still a little nervous to get on a scale and know my weight. What I really care about is whether the number is going down. I guess I need someone who can look at the scale and just let me know which direction the number is going.
And, I can monitor by how I feel on my runs. If I drop a few pounds, my legs should be better able to handle the stress I am putting on them. Wish me luck. I’ll let you know how it goes.