Mathematical Mama

Here we are again... I started the Couch to 5k program again this morning!  It was getting increasingly difficult to occupy 2 children simultaneously while in a different room.  Since JP started preschool this week, and Z woke up early enough to nap right after he was dropped off, I finally had the time to hit the treadmill for 30 min or so.  It felt great!  Now all that needs to happen is a stricter diet.  I kind of hate all the people that pioneered the whole "processed food" business.  With the white sugar and white rice and flour and bread and pasta.  They're off my Christmas card list.  All of them. It wouldn't be a big deal if it didn't all taste so good!  Now that Z is on her way to being completely weaned (by her own choice.... and the fact that she bites me unless it's first thing in the morning)  I have been enjoying a cup or 4 of coffee.  And with that comes all the fabulous, addictive coffee creamers.  The Cold...

I love to run. Never in a million  years would I ever expect myself to write those words.  Especially when I was in highschool and we needed to run a 12 minute mile.  (Honestly. I'm pretty sure I cheated to pass the class.  The gym teacher would give us paper clips for every lap we completed, and I found one on the ground.) I HATED running.  H.A.T.E.D. It was dead to me. My little sister ran all thru college.  I found this out once she moved back in with my parents and ran everyday after work and would run 5 and 10k races locally.  She even finished a half marathon last October in 2 hours and 15 minutes.  She is a total rockstar! She was never the athletic one when we were growing up.  Knowing that she ran and was so good at it gave me hope that maybe I could get into it as well. After I was diagnosed with a DVT in February of 2010, I started running.  I had gotten to the point where I could run 2 miles without any breaks (not fast, ...

Its about that time. My daughter is 2 months old and I have not yet started to shed the extra weight that stuck around after her delivery. Until yesterday. I decided to start the couch to 5k program (c25k) from the beginning. It had been almost a year since I have been on the treadmill. I decided that I was going to kick up my run speed, so I set the walk portion at 3mph and the run at 5mph. When i was running before I conceived Z, I was only running 15 minute miles, but i could do 2 miles at once. I know, barely a run, right? So I thought if I started the program running 12 minute miles, I wouldn't have to kick up the speed as much later. Worst. Mistake. Ever. I only finished half of the workout. Not only that, but 20 minutes after I suffered thru the cool down, my lungs still burning, I schlepped into the shower, almost unable to stand. The rest of the day, I got progressively more sore and unstable. I finally understood the term "over doing it". Today, I'm s...