I have been so extremely lazy this week. I have taken a grand total of three days off of running and it might turn out to be four if I don’t get up out of bed soon. It’s a but drizzly outside so it’s really hard to motivate myself to go out in this weather. My only consolation is that I bike to work, which allows for a light workout and a little calorie burn.
Really, though, I have been happy with where I am. I love how I look and how I feel now that I am between 159 and 163 lbs. to all my readers who may think that’s a little big for a girl, let me explain myself: though at a “heavy weight,” I’m in the best shape of my life right now. My body fat percentage is 20% or less at 5’9″. I would mention my BMI, but I find that an inaccurate measurement (my number indicates I am “at risk” of being overweight. Running my fastest mile at 6:38, I would have to say that “heavy” suites me well. I’m proud of my body and my accomplishments and struggles that I overcame to get it to how it is.
My used-to-be XC coach is still set on me running the next and final season of my high school XC career at 155lbs., but I’m not sure if I want to. Losing fat would be lovely, but unfortunately, my muscle mass would also decrease, so my performance on the mats (jiu-jitsu and wrestling) and in the weight room would greatly decrease. See, running isn’t my passion. Not by a long shot. But it’s a good catalyst for all of this energy and body-potential until I can properly channel it into the things I love such as weight lifting and jiu-jitsu. I will dabble in Crew possibly as well, but only if I happen to go to a college with a program for it (East Coast doesn’t seem like my thing, but you never know).
I believe I finally am set on a major for college, too: athletic training and/or sports medicine. I’m just beyond glad I have found my passion. I used to think that it was art, but now I see that art is just something I can do, not something I want to master. I love making beautiful paintings and realistic shading, but it doesn’t bring me the happiness of a really good weight lifting session or an exhausting time on the mats. It just wouldn’t be the same for me if I couldn’t physically be as capable as I am.
And maybe it’s sad that I would feel useless if I wasn’t strong. A week ago I felt awful because I couldn’t use my right arm to lift anything over 5lbs., and nothing above my shoulder (bucked off a horse, long story), and that was something I had never thought of before. I guess reality is a nice thing to be in-tune with though: you won’t be invincible, strong, or unconquerable forever. I guess that’s just never really occurred to me before. Well, now I know! Crisis averted!
On another fitness note, I am at roughly 166 miles this summer! Hopefully I can get to 300 by the end of July and beginning or August! Getting new running duds this weekend and also going to do my first non-school associated 5k race. It’s a color run, so it’s just that much more exciting. What I really want to do one of these days, though, is a warrior dash. Get all muddy and beat up for the hell of it while getting a crap-tacular 5k time, but it’s all worth it for the rush of the race. Foam run is also another thing I want to hope aboard and complete one of these days too. Ultimately, as far as running goes, I want to do the Big Sur half-marathon. Thirteen some-odd miles isn’t that far to go, plus who could get bored on a course you have never run? There are just so many things to see!
Anyways, there I go just carrying on about things again. But what can I say? Big dreams, big plans, so little time: gotta get stuff done while I still can.
Much love, my readers.