Donkey and I met up with Karrie, Nikko and Richard this morning to try and get back into the swing of running. It was brisk this morning at 36F. I always hate the first mile or so when my hands and toes are freezing, but by mile 2 the cool weather is a relief. The dogs love the weather too. Donkey was wild for a mile and wanted to go faster, and after 4 miles he was bored and decided he needed to herd Karrie and run circles around me. Run? Ha. My run is a walk for Donkey. HE SHOULD BE TIRED. But no, he is in the backyard as I type showing me what running should be. I wish my hind-quarters were as strong. He’s now herded the marshmallows into the corner of the yard and I’m going to have to rescue Rowdy in a minute. Rowdy does not like to be herded, and Donkey knows it.
I’ll head to the gym later and lift some more. I’m not sure what yet, but I’ll update when I get back. I recently switched gyms. Again. I’m back at the Y, which I have a love and hate relationship with. I love that my running buddies are there, and I love the quaint atmosphere. And as much as I love talking to the seniors and I’m glad they are active, I have to admit I find it annoying when they spend seven million hours “sitting” on the equipment between exercises – I never have the heart to say anything. Occasionally, these things make me miss the plushness and amenities of Lifetime, especially the hot tub, indoor pool and built-in Starbucks. I also miss having a locker room with “locks” and a place to store my purse. But, I certainly don’t miss the fake boobs, fake tans, spandex leotards and plethora of liposuction attitudes that go along with them. Maybe I’m just jealous of the fake boobs, but I think it’s a good trade.
Anyhow, I’m amazed at how much the weight lifting is helping my runs. My legs are notably stronger. I’m lifting my legs instead of plopping them up and down randomly. I feel more in control, more like I’m gliding instead of waddling. I like that feeling.
Look out now…susan’s gliding!
“the marshmallows”…I love it.
If it were me, I would go back to lifetime. “old-squatters”, as I call them, drive me nuts! Take a nap somewhere else! 😉
Look out now…susan’s gliding!
“the marshmallows”…I love it.
If it were me, I would go back to lifetime. “old-squatters”, as I call them, drive me nuts! Take a nap somewhere else! 😉
Gliding, huh? What’s that? I’m thinking I need to start lifting some weights….I would love to glide!
Runner Susan gets her groove back!
Donkey needs a heart rate monitor. Maybe even a Garmin.
You make me proud Susan!
I couldn’t agree more with the weightlifting improving the running…go susan!!
“I feel more in control,…”
That’s the Susan I love.
I’ve been reading your posts for some time now and there has been many, many pictures but somehow I can not recall the …
“fake boobs, fake tans, spandex leotards”
how did I miss that episode?
I hate fake boobs too. And I totally hate fake tans and people who insist on wearing tanktops in 5′ because they do have a tan.
How about some photos of you at bootcamp?
I’ll be getting back into weight lifting next week. I hope it gives me that much needed boost.
I go to Bally’s where I do not have to deal with fake boob, more “mature” people, and fight for the eliptical machine that I want.
look at you… all chirpy and stuff.
why no photos of your gams?
That’s good to hear Susan – how you can notice an improvement in how you are running. Body awareness is a great skill for an athlete to possess.
Your two gyms remind me of the two gyms in ‘Dodge Ball’ – very funny.
Hmmm… The seniors at your Y sounds a lot like the people I meet in the hotel gyms in India – you would think by the expensive gym clothes they have that they can afford sofas at home, why do they like sitting on gym equipment? 😀
Sounds like you are falling into your groove again. I find it encouraging that you think the weight training is helping your running, I just started weight training a week or two ago. So far all I feel is sore 😉
We have the same issue with gyms here. Glad to see you running easier though.
My old gym had far better equipment, but I like the over all feel of the Y better.
The other ladies aren’t as stuck up at the Y as they are at the expensive gyms. And I actually do prefer the more openly nude in the locker room atmosphere of the Y. I guess it brings back memmories of high school or something and has more of a bonding feel to it when were all walking around nude and no-one cares?