I honestly cannot believe that I am going to post all of this online for everyone to read. I have no problem posting my accomplishments on Facebook and such, but very, very few know the other stuff that goes on in my head and body.
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I have been trying to lose weight for a while, sort of. I am pretty active and I used to lie to myself that I was eating good. Since breaking up an 8 month relationship, I have gained 10lbs in the last few months and it feels like 25.
I am 42 years old, 5'8" and weigh about 225 on most days. I normally check once a week and it is around there somewhere. I was diagnosed as a Type 2 Diabetic 3 years ago.
I am a runner. Actually, I used to be a runner. I started around 5-6 years ago. I started running to spend time with my ex in Toronto and liked the changes. Both in my body and my head. I ran a few half marathons and was running 3-4 days a week. I lost 60lbs, but was still sitting around 210.
3 years ago this spring, I ran 40km to celebrate my 40th birthday. I was enjoying running. I ran 3 half marathons that year and did pb's each time. I started trail running and fell in love with it. I was voted as my running clubs Male Runner Of The Year because of my commitment willingness to help out new runners and promote the club. It was definatly not for speed!
Last fall, I slowly started losing my desire to run. It was good, but after an 18km trail race, the love just started to fade. I backed off, thinking I needed a break. The next big race was the following spring, a 25km trail race. All through winter, I struggled with my running. I ended up doing most of my runs solo, which I think was a mistake. It worked fine for me when I lived in Toronto, but running solo is not the best way to get out of a running slump.
I did the 25km trail race last May and it killed me. Literally. It was the first hot day of the year (went from 14 celcius to 27 within 2 days), my blood sugar was triple what it should be, there was lots of long and steep hills, I saw 2 rattlesnakes, there was some damn big hills...my goal time was 3:30 because I knew it would be tough. Finish time was 4:20 or so and people still talk about me yelling "Who the F**k designed this course" as I crossed the finish line. I finished, but was extremely discouraged with my time.
I joined a boot camp class and went pretty regularly. I knew I had to do something to get me back into shape...running here and there was not enough. I had been doing boot camp on and off for a few years. It helped me, but I just never got back into running as much as I used to. August was a write off, as I worked 10 hour days 7 days a week preparing my company for a move. I battled a few injuries.
However, in January, I signed up for a Spartan race at the end of September and I was determined to do it. Not just any Spartan race...a Beast! 20km at a ski hill with 28 obstacles. Crap! The guys I signed up with are Ultra runners and they thrive on hills. I told them after a few kms to go ahead and I would hook up with people my speed. Honestly, I had a blast. 20km of hills. We went up to the top of the ski hill, back down so that we could see the finish, then back up another ski hill and down again. 70% of the race was in 3-6" of snow. I loved it. I ran with a group of ladies from Edmonton for a long time. I met people from different provinces and Washington state. I loved it. It was hard. I only had to do 90 burpees, but they were all in the last 15 minutes. My goal was to finish, which I did. Tired, but without frostbite.
In September, I hired a personal trainer. Well, it was the girl that taught my boot camp. Over the last few years, she has become a good friend. I layed it all on the line for her. I continued my Monday and Wednesday morning boot camps and she kind of made them more to suit me than anyone. I workout as per program on Tuesday and Saturday mornings. Friday mornings is a 5km hill run and Sunday is for my long runs, which are scaled back to 8km right now.
It was all going good until my gf and I broke up at the start of November. I still exercised, but did not eat that great. Sooo.... combine that with the holidays...I feel like crap.
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So here I sit going over my goals and such for 2014.
-While I will be running the 25km trail race and 20km Spartan Beast again, running will not be a big concern for me. I will do the training, but I want get back to loving running. Right now I am winded, sore and sometimes bitter. I want redemption on those 2 big races from last year and will run a few other 10km races, but it will not be the main focus in my life like it was a few years ago.
-Last year, I did a lot more hiking, camping, kayaking etc. I want to continue that this year. Do active things that I enjoy. I have 3 major backpacking trips planned, a list of lakes to kayak and lots of trails to hike.
- I will continue bootcamp on Monday and Wednesday mornings. I love it, especially when there is about 7 hot women doing it with me!
I find the group thing very motivating and we all feed off each other. A great workout that has me drenched in sweat. I will continue Tuesday and Saturday mornings at the gym and running Friday mornings with a long run on Sunday. If I miss the gym or running because I am camping or exploring, then so be it. I will try to involve workouts or running on my camping trips... it usually works out well.
-I am joining a beginner yoga class on Tuesday or Wednesday nights.
- I will start eating more clean and start writing down everything I eat again. That really helped me in the fall...it was a big shock!
Goals? 190lbs by the end of the year. 35lb weight loss! I want to take my shirt off at the beach and not be ashamed...not be jacked, but just not be ashamed.
Biggest thing for me this year? Just enjoy life. Keep active while having fun, eat clean. My 9 year old niece told me the other day when we were tubing that " Life is all about having fun." Best damn quote I have heard in a while.
Here are some photos...the ones without shirt have never been seen by anyone else...they were taken about a month ago. The running one is my 25km trail race last may and the lucky 13 is a 20km race that I kicked *** on.