Friday, July 20, 2012

Aurora Batman premiere shooting...

Most of this blog will be about the subject above, but I've slacked on writing a new post and will first give a quick update on that.  I pretty much have had an uneventful last week running wise.  I ran 13 Saturday and have got my 3 runs in this week, including my first interval training which included 5 Yasso's.  Interval training and running at that rate definitely uses different muscle fibers.  My legs were a little sore on my run yesterday because of it.  I am running 13 Sunday morning in Cedaredge/Delta and it will kind of emulate the Georgetown to Idaho Springs with a big elevation drop of over 1000 ft.  I look forward to it.

Now, in regards to the subject at hand.  I used to coach wrestling just up the road 5-10 minutes at Hinkley.  Many of the wrestlers I coached, managers that were part of our close knit group and teachers and other students I know or saw in the hallways frequent that theatre.  I immediately thought about them and hoped and prayed they were not there.  From all reports I've got from the couple of people I've heard back from, everyone is fine that I know and that they know.  One of the wrestlers was at the theatre when it happened.  He is one of the fastest and strongest people I know, so I am sure he sprung into action and took off.  I pray that he is able to cope with what he saw.  With the loss of two very important people in my life in the past 15 months, I have come to realize you don't always get to say your good byes and show and tell people how much they mean to you and make your life better.  That group of young adults were my family and friends.  I love and care for them greatly.  (A different kind of love than my own family, but they are great people and many will contribute big things to our society instead of just wasting their futures).  I have seen too many similar tragedies in my life.  They all have little recollection of events like September 11 and Columbine other than what they have seen or read.  I was a senior when Columbine happened.  I had been through their hallways every season during wrestling and this made me think of that.  It made me think how big of a deal that was made and has been made since.  I worry this event will not get the due respect for the tragedy it is.  No matter what you are doing, where you are, you just never know what could happen from negligence of a company that caused a death, to a driver texting (saw a couple of them yesterday and was like, REALLY?!!!) and killing a family to an act like this.  I myself don't focus on that but I am reminded that it's possible, so I'll say I am thankful that all the people I know and worked with at Hinkley are  okay (as of now).  I am thankful to wake up every day because it could be gone later that day potentially.  I am thankful of my family and the friends I have or have made.

We need to look at things and not say, well it's in Aurora, so are you surprised?  Yes, I am.  Everyone should be.  Crazies live all over.  This guy lived in Aurora instead of the beauty of Littleton and white suburbia of Columbine.  It is equally tragic with more lives lost.  Who knows how to prevent these things?  No one.  So try not to piss people off, try to say hi to someone that looks down (but won't attack you) and be thankful that you are alive and able to tell people you love them and embrace them rather than having to remember how much you were loved after they are gone and not being able to feel that embrace again.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Jalapeno!!! Sick Dog!!! Ahhhhh...

Today will be my first non-running related entry.  Well, I'll mention it but it won't be the focus.

So yesterday, Tuesday, I had a crazy day.  I got into work early to wrap up some things and so I could take care of a couple errands after work.  I was hoping to get home, grab Sophie from pre-school and get some food and exchange the propane tank.  Unfortunately, I got out of work 30 minutes late, my errand took forever to get to (don't let a company fix your pits in your window without the fear of it looking a little worse) and then I got home.  Oh shit!!!  But we'll save that for last.

I was late getting home with the groceries and got Sophie about 20 minutes later than planned (see that part of story below).  Part of what I bought was 4 Fresh Jalapenos (they are super cheap at King Soopers and super high in Vitamin C).  I can handle the hotness of Jalapenos.  They have a kick but aren't that impressive.  Wrong!!!  While Andi was getting Sophie bathed and ready for bed, I started preparing dinner which was primarily chicken but included the stuffed cream cheese jalapenos and rice with some veggies.  As I was cutting the jalapenos I was cutting out the seeds.  I see why they say to where rubber/surgical gloves when cutting hot peppers.  My thumb was burning a little bit on the knuckle.  Joy!  I washed, then re-washed, then re-washed after eating a pretzel that was the spiciest pretzel I've had due to the jalapeno oils still on my fingers.  It did no good.  Even the dog sensed it on the treat I gave him after.  Well, I fully knew I had long-term jalapeno oils on my hand because I went pee and started feeling that itchy, burning sensation.  LOL.  It was where the hand held the fella and wow!!!

Well, that subsided and then after getting Sophie to bed, I started cooking dinner.  It was a quick cook with all the earlier prep.  Then I started eating.  I was mixing chicken and stuffed jalapeno bites after eating the rice and veggies and after 3 jalapenos, I was completely fine and had drank about 20 oz. of water.  Then I took a bite of the 4th one.  Funky butt lovin!  Yes, I just said funky butt lovin'.  My mouth, my lips and other areas of my face were on fire.  My gut was feeling pain.  I ran to the kitchen and started trying to consume water, ice and sports drinks.  It took at least 10 minutes to feel comfortable again.  I was full from the water but not food.  I also saw only 3 small jalapeno bites and said, I had to finish it.  You idiot!!!  I ate it and went right back into my old pattern but now was in much worse shape.  It took over 20 minutes to feel somewhat better and not have my mouth burning.  It was some ice cream that provided the relief.  I should have drank milk to help, but I am so anti-milk that I was too stubborn to do so.  Thank goodness we had some old ice cream sitting there.  I went to the restroom expecting to puke.  My gut hurt and I was full of water.  I had the shakes from consuming too much water and from the hot food.  Something that has happened two other times when I ate the hottest wing sauces I ever ate and consumed 100 oz of water in less than 30 minutes.  I was hoping I would not puke.  That meant fire coming back out.  I fortunately just peed and felt much better.

I went to shower and saw I gained 4 lbs. from before the meal.  I consumed no more than a 1/2 lb in food so I drank over 3.5 lbs of water.  Wow.  I showered and yep, still jalapeno sauce.  Had same thing happen after washing ummm down there.  I went to bed and that felt better but I spent 30+ minutes up and trying to get comfortable because my thumb was on fire like I had burned it on the stove badly.  So air warning, jalapenos come in different temp ranges and the 3rd one isn't always the charm!!!

So, back to the time earlier that made me get home late.  Fair warning, it is poop related regarding my dog, so skip this paragraph if that isn't something you want to read...

Our beloved 9-yr old family dog, Barclay the Beagle, had not had an accident in the house inprobably 6 years (other than puking).  That night roughly 6 years ago I went to go pee in a zombie state and almost fell on my butt slipping in Barclay's, ummm, yeah.  He was sick.  I didn't reprimand him at all.  Same instance but daylight and instead of zombie, I was more a crackhead state with all these things wandering in my mind of how I was going to get the dog out, grab Sophie, get groceries and the prop, ahhh, what the ?!?%@!?  A squishy, warm feeling was soaking through my sock.  I had taken two steps after the squish to fully recognize, oh shiiiuuut the front door.  I wish I could have and left, but instead I spent 30 minutes trying to clean up like nothing had happened.  Sure enough I did.  It was not fun, but it had to be done.  He had got some bug from my mother-in-law's dog who got it from another dog during travel.  I once again let it slide.  Barclay doesn't have accidents while we are at work and is a great dog.  I believe he's feeling better now.  I hope it stays that way.

Back to running:
I got my mid-week MTY run.  It's the 2 miles at marathon, 1 mile at temp, 1/2 mile at long pace and 1/2 mile at Yasso pace.   I've touched base on this before, but ultimately the 4 of those together should have me finish in 38:07.  Toady I ran every pace faster by about 20-40 seconds each and finished in under 36 minutes.  I wasn't trying to run it faster but felt like I was putting in the same efforts I did when I started running MTY around 4 weeks ago.  I feel my paces increasing with the same effort I was putting in 4 weeks ago.   A huge reason is weight.  The other reason is I am starting to really get comfortable running.  4 miles seemed like what that distance is, a hour and change walk.  Now it's less than 40 minutes and feels routine.  Looking forward to one more 4 miler and now 13 miles Saturday or Sunday!!!  Excited.  Happy running.

Monday, July 9, 2012

Roller Coaster Run...

Saturday was my 2nd time running 12 miles.  It was kind of an impromptu decision to run when I did since I had to get my oil changed and 75k, I figured I'd knock my long run out rather than sit around and wait for my car to get worked on at Mountain States Toyota for an hour plus.  It was around noon that I started and fortunately the weather was ideal compared to the last few weeks, being as it was mid to high 70s during my run.  My run was planned out to take a trip down memory lane of sorts.  I was running to Pecos from Mountain States and up Pecos to 104th & down Huron and up Conifer.  I grew up near that area and that was the area I mainly was around for the first 13.5 years of my life.  Yes, my family was lower middle class but I learned a lot about taking care of a house, cooking, cleaning and being fortunate to have at least a roof over my head compared to a much easier life for myself the last 18 years of my life.

Anyway, the part I knew about this run was I'd be doing some major hills compared to normal.  My elevation change would be over 300 feet but it'd be like a roller coaster where I'd have some brutal hill climbs during it.  I also knew I'd have a couple really nice long downhills after my steep climbs.  After the run, I saw that one climb was 150 feet in 1/2 mile and another was 100 feet in a 1/3 mile.  I started off gaining, gaining, gaining elevation with some flat areas and some slight downhills the first 4 miles and felt great, but then came monster hill.  I remember driving the hill numerous times as a kid and when snaking around to get up north from areas since.  Until I was about 3/4 of the way up, I forgot how ridiculous of an elevation gain it was from Niver Creek to 100th & Pecos.  By the time I was able to run to the top, I felt like I looked like I had an 80 yr olds posture.  My back was hunched over and I was in full relief mode.  After some water, I felt rejuvanated and excited, but then I didn't realize Huron had a nice little climb back-up for a 1/2 mile before the long Wildcat like roller coaster to 104th with a nice long jog down and hills up and down after.  My legs felt great but I knew I would not be able to sustain that feeling much longer by the time I got to 84th & Conifer.  The hill there is brutal.  I never walked the side from 84th to roughly 81st, but I walked and ran to 81st from the other way but that was 1.5 miles to get to the top of the hill and the same elevation gain and not only only a 1/3 of a mile.  It was the first time I started walking during a run for reasons other than needing to figure out a restroom break in ages.  I made it just over 1/2 way up the 100 ft plus climb and walked for a couple minutes to give my body a break.  I also drank the last few ounces of the 20 oz of SmartWater I carried to help boost my body and give my mind a kick.  It helped as I ran the last 1/4 of the hill energized.  I fortunately was all downhill from there.  The only problem is, I had to stop again for a phone call from the car dealership, twice!!!  After I passed 70th Avenue with my destination right there, I was disappointed I needed my last 1.8 miles.  The hill had kicked my ass and stopping 3x had given my mind and body reasons to say, go ahead and walk.  I finished the last 1.8 very slow and just trying to keep jogging.  I cooled down the last 1/4 of a mile by walking out the run.  I realized based off my texts and phone calls, since I don't wear a watch or pay much attention to time, that my 12 miles took me right at 2 hours.  I found this to be a nice surprise beause I was seriously doubting if I was better than 11 minute miles.

I have learned to make sure I plan ahead a little better.  I lacked the proper amount of food and realize I need to carry or have available about 2.5x the distance of my run in fluids after running out of my 20 with a 1/3 of my run to go.  I have the pouch available to carry a 32 oz bottle and will give that a try this week when I go 13.  The later start allowed me to run bathroom stop free, but I felt the lack of energy at the end and trying to get up that 2nd big hill.  I am glad I am learning these things now, even with sore nipples.

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Unhealthy but Healthy???

I started this blog last week and I am glad I took a few days to cool off about it.  First let me say that I am proud of what I have accomplished in just 4 months.  I went from being 205 lbs to 170 lbs.  My pant size is probably a 32 after a snug sized 36.  My shirts are loose and the part of my closet that was off limits is now on limits.  Unfortunately most of my closet was for a 185-210 person, so all the polos I enjoyed wearing are now a little large and don't look as good.  My button up shirts and dress pants that looked good on me at 195 are falling off.  My jawline is now a jawline.  I've burned the majority of fat that made me look "thick" but not obese.  I've been told my arms look smaller and I've lost strength.  Again, fat burned off muscle.  My arms lost strength over years of not lifting, not me suddenly lost 35 lbs.

So I'll admit, losing 30 lbs in less than 2.5 months (205 to 175 was rapid) is crazy.  People don't do that.  These people also haven't been aroud a sport for 20+ years of their life where you have or have seen athletes cut weight and maintain it for months by eating what they need to fuel their body.  I could afford it.  I was only burning up to 2000 calories in running in a week.  So, I pretty much ate similar to what I had when I lost 10 lbs in the past, but had a free day of calories burning off of me.  I did it safe, I ate well but it was definitely not 3 meals.

I have been at 168-175 since the beginning of June because I afford myself to eat 3 meals, to have dessert and to sneak in a beer or two a week.  I just have add excercise which allows me to lose a little more weight at a time.

So, to sum it up.  I am healthy.  I am eating more fruits and vegetables and consuming the amount of calories my body needs.  I drink between 64 and 128 oz of water a day to stay hydrated instead of that much in soda or some other liquids my body just soaked up those extra calories.  I eat better, I eat more, etc.  I appreciate concern, but I am happier and healthier than ever.  So friends, family and others that read this and have had those concerns, I feel amazing and am glad I have you in my life and I will so even longer by changing my life to a more healthy one.

I am not sure why others voice their concern over someone looking unhealthy losing weight but when a person gains 30 lbs they just say, you've put on a few or it's taboo to discuss.  Putting on 30 lbs is about 100x worse than your body than losing it.  I know because of the difference I have felt the last month and a half every day than when I had that weight on me.

On a side note, I was glad my brother was in town for part of last week and the week before.  I think it was a great opportunity for him to see that he is not far from where he needs to be but just needs to commit himself to push it like the competitor and great athlete he is and not to wait.  He got under 185 and I bet will be 175 before the end of August now that he has refocused and has the attitude I remember having 2.5 months ago when I knew I could ramp it up to get where I needed more quickly.  Go brother!

I had a really good 12 mile run this past week.  I meant to go 11, but my route went longer.  The long runs are definitely a mind game.  I see why people have issues in 1/2 marathons if they have only done 10 miles before and why even the great Olympians struggle at the end of marathons.  Your body and mind can tackle the world for and say you can do more than you planeed the first 1/2 of your run.  Then you start getting a little ache here or you start thinking, wow it's warm, I'm low on water since my hardest part of the run is ahead and I have less water, this was much easier the first 1/2, etc.  It has been hot here and I drank a lot of water on my long run and started saying I feel like it's already 90.  I am interested to see where I am at in just over 5 weeks when the Georgetown to Idaho Springs 1/2 marathon occurs.  Will I overdo it or start having my head chase thoughts that don't belong when you are pushing your body to beat your mind?  We'll see.

Well, the 4th was a good mid-week break yesterday.  I got my 2nd run in and the competitor in me came out.  I saw a runner in front of me by a 1/4 mile and knew she had a good pace, but felt if I increased mine I could pass her on my run.  It was a day to do my MTY so I modified it to push myself and I kicked it into my 5k pace early.  I caught up with her after a 1/2 mile from where I had spotted her ahead.  I think I could of spooked her since she did the funny jump I do when I run at night and a rabbit darts in front of me or wind whips something around me.  It was the fastest 5k run I had done and I finished it off with how I should my MTY by jogging 1/2 a mile and 5k Yasso the other 1/2.  It was the fastest 4 miles I had done and was a great start to my 4th.  It got me excited to help my mother-in-law do drywall, hang out with family (even though the air quality was awful from the winds blowing all the smoke from up north down) and enjoying Broomfield's JV fireworks to Northglenn's Varsity and Westminster's All-Star fireworks.  I am looking forward to the weekend.  Today was a long day and was confusing with the mid-week break.