Hi, I'm Petra and this is my weight loss/fitness blog.
I used to be on Weight Watchers from January 2011 to October 2012, dropping approximately 45 lbs. I've made the transition from unhealthy and unhappy to athlete and this is my journey to becoming a healthier, happier me. I frequently post about my exercise (mostly running, yoga and lifting), the foods I eat, recipes I liked and my daily struggles. You'll also find the occasional tree hugger post, (travel) photography or anything else I find worth remembering and collecting.
I follow most blogs back that follow me. However, I do stay away from blogs that promote EDs, unhealthy methods of weight loss or negative body image.
Feel free to say hi any time!
After yesterday’s 9-miler having been so awful, today was a repeat performance of equal awfulness. I had planned for 12 miles and I barely made it, but I did. I’m not going to bother with too many stats, instead I’ll try and understand why I’ve been struggling so much on my runs lately.
I was actually quite excited when I headed out the door. Today was the NYRR NYC Half, so I thought Central Park was going to be crowded and I’d better run a different route. I decided to run along the Hudson River, down to the Battery. It’s my old course from before moving neighborhoods and I was excited to go back. Especially since the weather was going to be nice. The course is mostly flat and I thought it would be great for my confidence.
I started my run and for one reason or another, I just couldn’t get into it. It didn’t take me very long to realize that it was going to be another long struggle and I hated it. The only thought on my mind was how I felt miserable and how I wanted to stop. I did run the first 6 miles without stopping, then I refueled, turned around to head back home. I guess if I hadn’t been all the way at the far end of Manhattan, I might’ve called it quits and just cut my run short. But I was quite a few miles away from home and the only way to get there was to suck it up and start running again. The next 6 miles were miserable and I had to slow down to a walk twice.
I don’t know why this keeps happening. It should have been 12 “easy” miles. I’ve done 13 miles without stopping at all before. I don’t know why everything longer than 8 is giving me such grief these days. I’m sure that some of it is mental. Some of it must be just in my mind. But some of it also felt physical. I’m blaming the fact that I’ve worked too much and slept too little lately. At one point, I felt so slow as if I were moving backward instead of forward. I started hurting all over and I don’t like it. Running is supposed to be fun, not something I suffer through.
My half is in less than a month and I’m quite frankly terrified. I feel in absolutely no shape to run a half marathon, let alone one that is a tough course. Quite honestly, I don’t know what to do. Suffer through and just hold on? Reduce miles and feel even less ready (especially, when the training plan that I’m following only half-heartedly tells me that I need to increase weekly mileage)? I don’t know.
To make myself feel better, I headed to Anthropologie and Uniqlo and bought myself some new clothes. So much for saving money.
My day in le forme du bullets:
the idea of shopping at a new sports goods store gets your heart rate up.
Athleta (a Gap Inc brand, just like Gap, Old Navy and Banana Republic) just opened two stores in Manhattan. It’s only their third and fourth stores and the first two outside of California. I’ve shopped with Athleta through their website before, but only more casual clothes. With functional workout clothes, I have this thing where I want to touch the material before I even consider buying it.
I went to their store in the Upper West Side and I really liked it. It’s a good-sized store with a good selection of their products. The staff was super friendly and helpful. Their clothes remind me a little of Lululemon’s clothes in terms of fabric, style and color, yet without the ridiculous Lululemon price tag. That said, I still ended up spending a fair amount, but I was also able to return an item I had ordered online and wasn’t going to keep. So that took quite a bit off my bill. I ended up buying these things:
I almost also got a pair of running shorts, but then I remembered that I actually have enough and that I should rather invest in items I actually need. I have my first ever race coming up in less than 2 months and as it approaches, the days of skipping runs because of less than ideal weather will become less and less. So I thought another pair of capris, a zip up hoodie and a running cap are the wiser investment.
Today’s rain totally fucked with my workout plans for the day. I had decided last night that on top of the workout DVD this morning, I wanted to do a lot of walking. I like walking in the city and I had today off, so it was not like I was pressed for time or anything. Before I headed to the UWS, I headed to a store in the West Village to buy a new wallet. It takes me about 10 minutes to get there. The plan was that I was then going to walk to the UWS from there (takes about 1 hour). It was raining so badly at times, that by the time I made it to the Athleta store in the Upper West Side, I was soaked. Despite the fact that it had stopped somewhere along the last few blocks. Very unpleasant.
Did my shopping and in the meantime, the rain had picked up again. I was about 1 hour (by foot) away from home and was annoyed because I didn’t want to walk (wet), didn’t want to take the train (MTA), didn’t want to wait it out (hungry, hadn’t eaten in too long). I ended up taking the train and of course, by the time I made it to my neighborhood, it had stopped. So I was annoyed that I spend the money on the train, that I missed on the extra 60 minutes of exercise I would have gotten and just generally being annoyed. *g* I went grocery shopping then, cooked a healthy dinner and now I’m getting ready for bed.
I’m weighing in tomorrow and above all I’m curious what the scale will say. I’m (currently) not stressed out because there’s nothing I can do to change the past and even if the result is bad tomorrow, I’ve been back on track for the last few days and I’m ready to kick some serious ass. I got this.