High on Aspiration, Low on Ability...Part 3

 

Time for an update!  I know you're dying to know how my training is going for the Rugged Maniac.  It probably keeps you up at night, wondering.  If so, then this blog post is just for you!

I have 11 more weeks to go and I can finally run a whole 3 miles without dying.  That was where I set my bar, so anything from this point on is just me being an overachiever.  I've also been lifting weights, etc. in preparation for the obstacle courses, but I'm not going to lie....most of my plan for that particular challenge is just to make it to the top of stuff and then sort of fall over the side.  Or to hold onto my brother-in-law's ankle and let him drag me through the tunnels.  Eh, I have some time still to work on that particular part of the plan.

I have NOT injured myself any further.  I mean, I did cut my pinkie toenail too short before I ran the other day, but I'm recovering nicely, thank you.

 I also gave serious thought while running past the fire department to laying on their doorstep and dramatically flinging my arm against the door until they opened it, then gasping out a plea for a hit off of one of the oxygen tanks.  I didn't act on that fantasy at the time, but I have not discarded it as a bad idea for the future.

I am still miserable on the treadmill.  I have accepted my lack of coordination and make my best efforts to run on ground that stays still.  I actually had to tell someone that I couldn't speak to them last week at the gym, because if I try to talk and run on that devil machine at the same time, I WILL fall off.

 

I got nervous about the Rugged Maniac being my first 5K everrrr....so I signed up for one in April to get the nerves out.  It's called The Race to Parenthood and I'm pretty stoked about the cause and the fact that 100% of my registration went to my sponsored couple's fund.  I plan on ordering this T-shirt to run in...just in case.

 

 

 

 

I bragged that I can "run" 3 miles, but I'm NOT going to tell you how long it takes me.  Let's just say that sometimes I worry about people looking out of their windows in the morning and saying "There goes that weird girl that runs in place on the sidewalk again..."

 

 

To recap:  1) Finishing the 5K = possible because I AM now able to make it that distance and breathe to tell about it.  2) Injury free to date.  3) Not a rock star, but feeling pretty badass.


♥M