Thursday, February 4, 2010

This morning I did level 2 of The Shred again. Today I did butt-kicks (basically running in place) during the cardio portions of the routine. I wanted to see if I could sustain a “run” for the full two minutes, and I did, every time. I would think that propelling oneself forward is probably more difficult than running in place, but I am trying to work up the courage to do this in public. As Hamlet said, “There’s the rub.”

I live in a small town. Think somewhere between the Duke Boys and Redemption (no, I am not kidding). When I hit the road running, everyone who drives by will recognize me and probably snicker. I know I once drove by while our mayor (who is known affectionately as “Dough Boy”) was running and because of his red face and gasps for air I thought perhaps I should call whoever is in the line of succession behind the mayor (sadly, I don’t know who that is right off the top of my head) and tell them to begin moving their stuff into his office. I could choose one of the many wooded hollows to take a secluded run, but if I happen upon someone’s illegal herbal garden, I may never be seen again.

We are planning a move to the city, but I need to get over this embarrassment of people watching me run.

Plain fruit topped with vanilla yogurt and raw oats – 300 calories

Second breakfast:
4 oz. chicken breast on a flat, whole wheat bun thingy with spinach and plain Greek yogurt – 300

To ensure I received my daily requisite of fecal matter, I used spinach from a bag. As the witch said at the end of The Wizard of Oz, “Oh, what a world! What a world!”

Green oats – 200

1 piece of whole wheat toast with teaspoon of molasses – 100

Mixed nuts – 200

1/2 of a cereal bar – 60

Small cup of Veggie Chowder (last night, I promise) – 200

Chicken breast on flat, whole wheat bun with spinach and Greek yogurt – 300

1/3 cup of vanilla yogurt with a peeled, cubed orange – 100

Total: 1760


BaronessBlack said...

A while back there was a British marathon runner who had started running to lose weight. Because she was too embarrassed to be seen officially running in public, she used to run to the bus stop (in her regular clothes, with running shoes), check her watch, then run to the next bus stop. Pretending all the time as though she'd just missed the bus.
Once she got to the stage where she was running the whole bus route, she felt okay about going to the gym!
Still, there probably aren't any bus routes out your way, huh?
Maybe that's another one that will have to wait until you're back in the city!

Jenn said...

Is there a track or something you could run on? Maybe at the local high school - you could get there off hours or something...just until you're ready to hit the streets.
YUCK on the fecal matter thing (as I think about the bag of spinach sitting in my fridge right now...).

Anonymous said...

Good on you for even running on the spot! I couldn't do that without falling flat on my face.

Madame Cur said...

Baroness Black, that is a great story! I can totally relate.

Jenn and Shelley, thank you for the encouragement! Heaven knows I need it. :)