I bit the bullet, swallowed my nerves, found my inner fathlete and signed back up for the Atlanta Track Club today. I took a long walk today with the dog and despite sweating like a whore in church (seriously – wtf is it 70 degrees in November?) remembered who I am. I am a fathlete. … Continue reading
*I’ve gone back and forth for nearly the last week waffling on if I wanted to share this or not. Is it too early? Is it too soon? Will I jinx myself? What if the unthinkable happens? But alas, SMF is my therapy. My outlet. My safe place – with nearly 2,000 people reading. Sometimes … Continue reading
Kevin and I picked up our race packs at the Expo on Saturday and I was feeling like a boss. I was 100% certain I was ready for the hell ahead of me. Y’all. I was not. I woke up Sunday morning feeling a bit under the … Continue reading
Petrified is an understatement. As I was falling asleep last night I sat up and looked at Kevin and said, “I should have done a 10k race before. Then I’d be more prepared.” Why? I have no idea. I’ve run nearly double the distance of a 10k during training, but for some reason I’m petrified. … Continue reading
9 miles. I ran 9 miles on Saturday. In addition to running 9 miles, I took a little over a minute off of my mile. I guess my interval training is working! I had a TERRIBLE charlie horse in the last mile which killed my pace. I thought it’d take me 2:40:00 to finish and it only … Continue reading
Me: I think that I can get down to like 215 by 7/11…which would be way easier to race with. Stend: Absolutely. Plus you’ll have so much muscles. Me: I was 222 my first tri. Stend: I don’t think you should even focus on the numbers. Just get that heart rate used to long activity and push yourself … Continue reading
I was going back and forth on my fatty forums with Sunarie, a delightful user, about if I want to do the half marathon I am registered for. I have 10 weeks to train. Training would start TODAY. Our conversation went something like this: Me: 13.1 miles of nothing but running…I hate running. I love cycling … Continue reading
I nearly died again, so I thought it’d be fun to make another MS Paint demonstrating this! Let me set the scene for you. So, I get every morning at 5am and I have to be at work at 6am. I work four 10 hour days a week. It takes me 35 minutes to get … Continue reading
I’ve been doing this yo-yo, non committed, blame it all on the hormones, screw the weekends approach to eating. It’s not working. It’s not working so well that I’ve lost and gained the same 10 pounds for 5 months now. It’s not working so well that every weekend becomes “I’ll start on Monday” over and … Continue reading
It’s the most wonderful time of the year. Our annual work health screening. /sarcasm I hate doing this shit. It just genuinely rubs me the wrong way. I happily get an annual flu shot. I know the importance behind it and have no desire to get the flu. My issue is the whole “I’ve known … Continue reading
Damn girl, that's a lot of fattitude 