Thursday, April 3, 2008

I did it

When I wrote "I don't care if it's 10 pm, I'm running dammit!" in yesterday's entry, I thought I'd put that in there just to sound like a hardass. I never thought I'd actually be home that late. It was a gross exaggeration - or so I thought. We had a fantastic time with the fam. We ate pizza, played a game...I think it's called Catchphrase, and ate dessert. The game got pretty heated but I don't remember the last time I laughed that hard during any sort of game playing. There were about 13 of us and we all sat in a circle and decided that teams would work out so that every other person was on the same team. The "gamepiece" was a handheld electronic gizmo that had different categories: food, entertainment, sports/games, etc. After selecting a category, you hit "start" and a word would pop up. You had to try to get your team to guess the word without saying the word (duh). Once your team got the word, you'd hit "next" and pass it to the next person. Oh, and there is a built in buzzer that beeps faster and faster as the time goes and eventually beeps loud and obnoxiously one last time to end the round. While this sounds simple, I had a little slip up when I was trying to get my partner (we did a sudden death round where if the buzzer went off while you were holding it, you were out) to guess "cool beans". It went something like this:

Jen: "Ok, not warm, but ___".
Cuz: "Cool"
Jen: "yes! awesome. Ok, uh uh uh FRIJOLES NEGROS" (Yeah, no, I'm not Spanish. I don't know a lot of Spanish. My English is usually pretty good but for the life of me this was the first thing that popped into my head. I have no clue why.)
Cuz: "what?" long pause..........."cool beans?"
Jen: laughing hysterically, "yes yes yes. ohmigod. good job!"

So we went on to the next round and everything was fine until one of my cousins got out because he said part of the phrase and someone was like "Well, wait a minute. Can you say the word in another language, because Jen busted out with some Spanish?!" Shit. That was pretty stupid. Somehow, I stayed in the game and the final round was between me and my former partner (who guessed cool beans). She ended up winning...I can't even remember what I was trying to get everyone to guess. Oh well. Anyway, it was really fun. I'd highly recommend it.

After that we had dessert: brownies, vanilla ice cream and fresh strawberry topping. Wow. I'm salivating right now just thinking about it. It was out of this world. We ended up leaving around 9:30 or so and had to stop by the store on the way home so we ended up getting back around 10. I had no intention of running because my stomach was killing me and I felt like if I even thought too much about running, that I might vomit or pass out. I figured maybe I'd lift weights or something. Well, we got home and then I started feeling guilty and thinking about the blog and what I'd written. After putting the groceries away and watching a few minutes of South Park I decided I was going to do a mile or two, just so I could say I ran. So I suited up and got on the tread. My legs felt pretty heavy and I wasn't feeling all that hot overall, but I had a feeling things would get a little better. I did my 5 min warm up and started running. It was really annoying to just run and stare at the closed mini blinds but I didn't have much of a choice. I think by this time it was 10:40 or so. After about a mile I decided that 2 miles just didn't SOUND like enough so I vowed to do 3. I don't know why but in my pea-brain there is a huge difference between running ONLY 2 miles and running 3. It's dumb but just go with it. My left thigh started to hurt, which was something new and not so exciting. In fact, it still hurts today. Not sure what that's about. That faded in and out while I was running. Also, (this is gross so skip ahead if you want) I've been having a problem the last few times I've run where I start burping and have to do creepy lamaze-esque breathing because I feel like if I just burp, I will throw up. Literally, I feel like I've been nanoseconds away from ralphing all over my treadmill in the middle of a run. It's really irritating and disgusting. A few times, I've even hopped off the tread to run to the bathroom and grab some rolaids. And it's not like I'm running my little heart out or anything. I'm doing comfortable paces. So I'm not sure what that's about but I hope it stops soon. And it's not like I eat a pizza and drink a 6 pack before every run or anything...my food intake varies (in terms of when/what I last ate and I try not to eat in the hour or so before I run) but that doesn't seem to matter. I still get burpy. Ugh.

So anyway, I managed to finish the 3 and was very proud that I pushed myself to do that when it would have been a lot more fun to see who got kicked off Top Chef. Yay for small victories.

6 comments:

julie said...

yay! way to go. half the time it's just getting your shoes on and getting on that tread that's the hard part- after that it's easy.

on diet- it might have to do with when you eat. i usually run with a nearly-empty stomach and snack along the way with little, easy-to-digest stuff. try switching it up a little and see how it goes.

for your thigh- don't forget to stretch well, and if it keeps bothering you, scale back a little so it doesn't get worse!

MissAllycat said...

I'm the same way - 3 miles seems like a legit run...anything shorter just doesn't sound as hardcore. :)

Irish Cream said...

you ARE hardcore! I am very impressed with your late night run :)

As for the burping issues, I'd try keeping some kind of log as to when/what you eat and drink vs. when you run and whether you have issues or not. I've known peeps who have had similar issues if they ate within even 3-4 hours of running, as ridiculous as that sounds. I think if you start writing stuff down, it won't take long to notice a trend and figure out what seems to work for you. Good luck!

tmac96 said...

Whoa -- nothing like a little self-imposed pressure to get your going, huh?! :-) WTG on getting those three miles in. It sucks getting starts, but you feel so much better afterwards.

Hope your next run is better -- Here's to NO ralphing on the treadmill! :-)

Carmen said...

way to go with getting those miles in! i find it harder and harder to get in my easy miles as soon as the clock starts pushing 10 pm. guess i need to start writing "hardass" things in my blog and i'll be more motivated. if it works for you, might work for me. :)

Rachel said...

Hey thanks for the comment...figured I'd comment back. Good job on completing a run yesterday! It's tough to get one in that late! Blogs seem to be good motivation. I always think about what I'm going to have to report the next day.

"If you think you can, or think you can't, you're right."

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