Kidnapped, but don’t worry it was by my family!!!

Don’t let the title shock you!  My family planned an event but they would not tell me where we were going.  The only info I had was that I had to wear shorts.  Well that’s kind of broad and it’s fall and cold so I had more questions of course.  What type of shorts?  Running, work out, jean?  Well the answer was something long.  What?  So after trying continuously to get info I had to settle on something tight fighting like biker shorts but not something airy like running shorts.  So there was my answer.  I could do that, biker shorts (the non padded kind, so I guess spandex shorts) was the answer.  Then comes the self-conscious me, “will others have spandex on”, “what exactly are we doing that I have to wear tight pants?”

So I quit asking and put on my biker shorts and we were off.  After a 40 minute drive we turned down this muddy road in the center of a nearby town and my daughter says, “Oh we are taking you out to kill you.”  To which I respond, “don’t worry I posted that I was with my family so others might come looking for me if I never returned and they know where to start!”  (Gotta love facebook, keeping your family and friends informed of your whereabouts since 2009, or at least then for me!)

I was surprised to see this sign at the end of this road:

Now this is something I had never done and really before now probably would never try due to the lack of being in shape.  But lucky for me I have been hanging from ropes for some time now (at least a month anyway).  Remember this?

Anyway, we had our 20 minute lesson and we were off.  Hanging from ropes and scaling walls like Spiderman.  Or at least that is how I felt going up.  Coming down is a little different.  You are totally relying on someone to keep from falling fast to the ground.  In this case it was Dave and he did a great job supporting me or else this post would be very different!  🙂

I wanted to post this because for me this was trust or as my sister calls me a “control freak” and I need to relax a little bit.  It’s hard to give up control.  I am usually the one planning things and I am a big fan of having a pretty good understanding of what is going to happen.  I guess that is kind of the definition of control.  Oh well.  I am learning to let go. 

Over the past years I have been learning to give up control.  Especially over things I cannot possibly ever take control of.  Really the only things I have control of are my reactions to things, my thoughts, and most of my emotions.  (Remember: crazy mom with a graduating senior who cries at the drop of a hat right now!)

I also learned something else today and that was that I really am in great shape thanks to all that running, weights, and TRX training.  Everyone was getting tired after about two hours and I still wanted to keep going.  I made them wait just a few more times for me to scale the wall and then gave into the hunger whining of the girls.  Next time we feed them before we go.  Oh wait, I didn’t know what I was doing so next time they need to take responsibility for eating if they decide to kidnap me to a place that does not have a snack bar!

Training Tuesday

Today’s training Tuesday’s blog should be recovery from TRX Tuesday.  Yes, I am still being tortured by my trainer.  I think it is fun for him.  I got this feeling when I entered the gym yesterday and he said “I’ve got some new things today” and got an evil grin on his face.  I should have run but crazy me thought sure what the heck, I’m paying extra for this torture.  I can’t remember all the things we did but I know each one was painful but worth it in the end (at least that is what I keep telling myself!)

So today instead of going back to the gym, I went out for a run.  One that I had no idea how long it would be but I was going to do it on the roads so I could not back out like I did last week.  Also, there is a threat of rain and colder temps toward the end of the week so I need to get out and enjoy the fall weather.

Today’s run was just 3.33 miles but it was nice.  Not great, just nice.  But I pushed on.  I am blaming this lack of great run on that TRX.  I am hoping that it pays off and gives me the results that I am looking for.

Now I need to figure out what I am training for.  I know I want to do the OKC half marathon again (don’t know whether I will do the full marathon instead so I train for the half right now).  I am thinking of doing a turkey trot this year even though I am not a fan of cold weather running but I should give it a try.  So I am currently looking for a run in October not sure the distance but willing to look at anything under 10 miles.  This is part of the changes I am making so I don’t put so much pressure on my performance/runs that happen only a few times a year.   So the search begins.

Hope you had a great training Tuesday!

Training Tuesday

Not sure I am even allowed to do this post today because Training Tuesday consisted of wanting to go for a run because I should and the weather outside is beautiful, but has transitioned into “OMG, that TRX training stuff kicked my butt yesterday and I can hardly move (and I have a job that I am on my feet most of the day so I can hardly move).”

So maybe Training Tuesday should be more like here are some of the things I am thinking about for my upcoming race/run on Sunday, which if you were in my head they would look something like this:

 Insert visual image of my head whirling around with insane thoughts going in and out with no logical pattern!  (unable to locate an actual image but I am sure it would be extremely colorful!)

Crazy thoughts flying all over the place and I am already working myself up over a little 10K race because I want to perform better.  Tell you what, if I was running that race today I would be lucky to make it walking and in under 3 hours!!!!

But really here are some thoughts that go through my head the week before I race.  Am I eating the right thing (of course I am, I eat everything in sight because my metabolism is out of control), how many runs should I do (which the answer for me is a light week of runs but continue stretching, which is usually 3-5 miles a day, except today because I will cry, and maybe a bike ride on Friday and a rest day on Saturday with my run on Sunday).  I am not sure whether this is what I am supposed to do but it seems to work.  I will let you know!

Also the doubt starts to fly around in my head.  Starts with are you CRAZY (we have already established that in previous posts so the answer is YES!).  Continues with, you ran 6 miles last Friday and it hurt (well of course it did because I started an hour later than I wanted and it was about 1000% humidity, again covered in another blog post!).  So I expect this race to hurt because I want to do better than last, so move on thought, move on!  Then I begin to feel a little more confident that I can at least finish and if for some reason I don’t do better than last time, hey, there is always next year!  The only unfortunate part is that this process goes on more and more in my head until finally I just wake up on race day and use it to power me through.  As they say, running is more about the mind than the feet.  I can prove that!

Now for the therapy part….. a realization is that our thoughts have so much power over our body.  By changing our thoughts we can change what happens.  I could easily let the doubt be my main focus and by race day feel like a bag of poop and go out there and feel like a failure which in turn would create a horrible race.  Or I can change it into positive, I’ve trained, I’m ready, and if I don’t do better than last year, than maybe it just wasn’t my day.  But guess what, it’s not race day and I can already tell you it will be better because I have made it another year of training as a runner (which is something I never thought I would do), I have over 650 miles under my feet (multiple pairs of running shoes), and I am doing something that I really enjoy.  So I’ll keep you updated and let you know how it goes.

Happy Tuesday!

Training Tuesday

My alternate title for today’s post might have read something like this “How Shanna Get’s Her Groove Back” (never actually saw that movie but I am sure it was funny!  For those that might not know what I’m talking about, there was a movie, “How Stella got her groove back” and probably explaining it was not as funny as if you just read the title at the beginning and understood).  Anyway… here goes…

I have recently been struggling with my workouts.  For some crazy reason after several years doing the run as much as I can during the week, spend a couple of days at the gym doing weights, I have felt like I hit a plateau.  Staying in shape but not really feeling like I am getting anywhere.  So I am trying something new.  This to be exact:

You might be saying what that heck is that, has Shanna lost her mind (but if you knew me, you would know that to be true all the time) or you might already know what it is.  I will try to explain it.  The strappy things  allow you to do things like this:

I’m not quite to this level but just imagine me there, in say, awhile!  Now to why this extreme?  Well the other stuff gets boring, lifting weights, jumping jacks, crunches (oh the dreaded crunch) all that stuff we do to stay in shape but don’t feel like it is making a difference.  This does some of the same stuff but does it through suspension and resistance with your own body.

So last night (on Motivational Monday) I hit the gym with my personal trainer (sounds fancy but just a really nice guy at the gym who is trained in all these weird exercises and likes to watch others be tortured, and I pay him for it!)  Anyway he has a class consisting of myself and one other nice lady who I guess wanted to be tortured too.  We worked out for only 30 minutes and I was shaking like I had done an hour with weights.  Today I woke up and my arms hurt sooooo bad but good bad, like you know that you did something good for yourself.  I really think this will push me off my plateau but not the way of me screaming to my death (you readers are so cruel), the way up towards the top of another mountain.

Also I am really starting to focus on my intensity of my miles.  A couple of Saturday’s ago I did an 8 mile run outside and at the end I thought, “What the heck am I doing!  That sucked!”  I began to think about whether I really wanted to continue to train/run.  But I kept pushing.  I ran 3 to 4 miles a day 3 to 4 times a week and made the runs more intense/pushing myself up hills a little faster, sprinting hard to the finish.  I am proud to say that it paid off.  Well in the sense that I did not give up.  And that I ran 8.10 miles this past Saturday and if felt good.  Finally!  The feeling I remember!  I think I will keep that up.  Still focusing on that goal of the 10K in a few weeks to do it in under 50 mins.

So my new training schedule will look something like this: (with an increase in miles over time)

Monday: Suspension Training

Tuesday: 4 mile run – pushing and sprints at the end

Wednesday: 4 to 5 mile run – intervals/hills

Thursday: 3 to 5 mile run


Saturday: Long Run

Sunday: Rest

Unfortunately I will have to modify it a little this week due to flying out to OKC on Saturday for a very important wedding (Hurricane Issac if you are reading this, stay away from interfering with my traveling plans!)  But I do think this is doable.  I think I am getting my Groove Back!  Now let’s get a faster groove than before!