canoe trip

I just got back from a canoe trip with the bf. I paddled 4-6 hours a day for 3 days, carried a canoe by myself, and also lugged around 40ish lbs of weight when it wasn’t my turn to carry the canoe on portages.

I used to just carry that extra weight on my body.

Athletic feats make me feel so strong and happy.

P.S. A canoe trip is a good way to lose wedding attendance / vacation related weight gain ; ), but I still have to be vigilant this week, get back down to 158, and then slowly and steadily work toward my healthy BMI.

my 26km birthday run

I DID IT!  It took me over 3 hours and I did it.  I took lots of breaks and I did it. And I wasn’t even in pain later! On account of the slow, slow pace and many, many breaks. I ran 13 km out along a river path I had never traversed, followed by the same 13 back. At the turn around point I picked a daisy (as there are lots of wildflowers on that path) and put it behind my ear. I had a smile pasted on my face for like most of the run — especially the last 5 km. Each step I took in those last 5 kilmetres was a first step toward something amazing that I did for myself just because I can. Thanks for reading and your support.

nervous

I’m actually nervous about my run tomorrow! And it is not even a race! I am just running 13 out, and 13 back. I just spoke to someone who noted 26 km is getting into marathon training territory, sounded skeptical, and they asked how far my last run was (14 km Monday). Whatever, naysayer. I am not out to hurt myself. I am going to pace myself, take frequent breaks (probably 20 and 1s), and think existentially about life. Also, about the epic breakfast and nap that will follow.

running 26 km on my 26th bday

I went to my best friend’s wedding this weekend! To her best friend! It was epic. Poets will write spoken word about this mother fucking event. I do not regret a single morsel of deliciousness consumed as part of the festivities. I do, however, know that I could have eaten better in the weeks leading up to the event: I am up 5ish lbs, I suspect. I’ll weigh myself tomorrow and let you know. My bf has been out of town, and friends have been busy with their own shit, so I took to eating my lonely. Not an excuse, just what happened. But, as always, I am back on track. AND I have decided to do something I can be proud of. My 26th birthday is Saturday. Very few folk can be around to celebrate. So, I have decided to run 26 km — that’ll be the farthest I have ever run in one go!

things I do when I am lonely

All my friends are busy, roommates are out of the house, and the boyfriend is out of town. I had an epic weekend ahead of me: I was going to get facials, go play volleyball, bike, and go have some beer can chicken.  Totally went for facials yesterday morning (which was epic and everyone should try that at some point in life). Volleyball was cancelled due to weather, so I ended up by myself with some forserious alone time ahead of me. Which hasn’t happened in a long time. I took to watching anime and eating. Like all day. And after I had ate my weight in feelings I went to bed at like 8pm because I was bored. And do you know what the weirdest part is? I used to spend like the vast majority of my time alone. And it didn’t bug me. Or, maybe it did and I didn’t realize it at the time. I feel odd. Ansy. Er, lonely. And apparently lonely p4 eats and sleeps and glues herself to the tv.

This morning I biked for a couple of hours with a friend, and am going for some beer can chicken in about 4 hours. I kind of feel like being asleep and/or eating my weight in feelings in the meantime, so instead I am going to clean. Yup, I actually just put my bedsheets in the wash so I wouldn’t be tempted to nap. When I am done cleaning I am going to read or possibly work on a project for my friend’s wedding and not be a useless bump on a coach.

p4 out

vaguely nauseated and vaguely hungry

Ugh. I have a cold. It’s a head cold. I also have an infection. The meds give me nausea and steal my appetite away, so I am like constantly uncomfortable, nauseated and hungry. Aside from that I am doing fine. Staying on track. Still 158. Speaking of! My mom was looking at bmis for some reason and asking me about my weight, and I was like yeah I have to lose like 8 lbs. She’s like actually that is the high end of the range. You should probably weigh 135ish. Harsh.

you moderationfail

My friend wants me to go out for all you can eat sushi Friday. She’s the sort of sushi-eater who orders enough for 2x as many people as are there, so I turned her down. Sorry dude, you moderationfail, and I don’t want to start my weekend off feeling like garbage.

ever changing work out routine

I started working compressed hours this week — meaning I work long days, but I get a long weekend every other week. Also, dragon boating season is over for me as I’ll be at my bff’s wedding during the next festival!

So, I need to re-work the training schedule…again. I am moving my weight training to lunch tuesdays and thursdays, and will do yoga at lunch wednesdays and every other friday. I am going to run 3 times a week, go to a spinning class, and row intervals. Just have to figure out when the shit to fit all this in. It is way harder for me to stick to my workout routines in the summer.

sometimes I don’t eat like a skinny person

The new breakfast / lunch thing is going well.

But, I nonetheless ate my weight in feelings yesterday. Found out my mom isn’t doing well and then took to mindlessly eating ALL NIGHT. It’s crazy, watching myself do that. So, I woke up two pounds heavier than yesterday. Sure, I will poo some of that out and am probably retaining water from the salt — still feels shitty though. That my first response is to eat. And yes I really did say I will poo some of that out. Because that is how I roll.

Going to be more cognizant of my food choices today. Need to be. I have been doing so well. This is the lightest I have been in a very long time.

rowing is effing difficult

I did 30 minutes on the rowing machine yesterday, including some intervals / pick-ups along the way.

Ouch.

My shoulders feel on fire and my hips are questioning my life choices. Particularly the life choice of trying to run after rowing. I was all like pft, 30 minutes of cardio is nothing. So, I lasted 15 minutes running, and then decided it was time to cool down, and did 10 minutes easy on a bike.

So stiff today. Just in time for Wednesday interval training. Oops.