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Training: Week 5

My week started off rough — physically and mentally.

Heat and humidity hit our area, and I didn't realize the impact it would have on my training. Monday, I was scheduled to work late, so I didn't head out for my run until mid-morning.


The heat index had already spiked to 90 and was climbing. I thought I'd be fine as long as I had my hydration belt with 20 oz. water bottle. I would just have to take a break at some point, right?


I made it about 1.5 miles before my body just shut down. My head was foggy and my legs just wouldn't move. I stopped to walk and drink water. And the sun beat down on me. And the sweat poured off of me. And my lungs took in the damp, hot air.

Giving in to the signals my body was giving me, I walked the rest of the way home. The remainder of the day, I felt torn. Part of me was glad I "listened to my body" to avoid injury. Part of me was worried I couldn't hack it. I was only on Week 5 of training and I already c…

Training: Week 4

I can't seem to get my head clear to write a good post, so this week you just get my random thoughts.

• FIRST: Holy cow, I made it through a month of training!

• This week was much more consistent than last week. I really did plug in my phone across the room, so I was forced to get up and out of bed when the alarm went off at 6 a.m. — or earlier, like on Saturday. All my runs were refreshing morning outings, and I can't say I'm really disappointed in my performance at all. Consistency paid off!

• Saturday's early morning jaunt (leaving the house at 6 a.m.) was due to Kyle's work schedule, but it was awesome to run in the chill of the morning. The first three miles were actually the toughest, but the last three felt incredible. I'm not sure why, but I just felt unstoppable. My mile splits were closer to even, so I was even happier when I saw the stats.

• Now that I am running for over an hour on my long runs, I've read it's important to "fuel" p…

Training: Week 3

This week was all over the place. To sum it all up in one word: Inconsistent.

With the holiday and people at work on vacation and my husband working an extra shift and criminals who ruined yet another relaxing evening at home (the news never stops!), I could NOT get a good run in to save my life.

BUT! I did finish each one, and that's what matters.

Each day, I ran at different times and different places. I even had to take Kenlee with me on a 4-miler Thursday, and if you don't know, pushing a nearly 30 lb. toddler in the stroller is soooo not the same as a solo run. I was forced to run/walk my course, but it was DONE. (Bonus: I think Kenlee had a lot of fun. Or at least she seemed to when she would yell "Go, momma, go!" and then giggle when I took off faster.)

Seeing my awful pace most of the week got me down, but by Friday night I was feeling back in the zone. I knew it was all mind over matter, and I was determined to have another great long run Saturday morning.

We don’t have to be defined by a ‘disease’

This column appeared in The Bryan Times on Monday, July 1

I was going to write a column about the importance of recognizing obesity as a disease. I researched some of the talking points from the American Medical Association — which recently voted for the new disease classification — and found some facts about Body Mass Index measurements and what they mean.

Seriously, I was nearly done writing when I suddenly decided to hit delete and head in a new direction.

As someone who has been classified as obese for most of her life, I think I’d rather use my column to talk about how it feels to be obese — rather than what it means.

Obesity can be such an ugly word. Our society puts such a nasty spin on the classification. When we see news programs or TV commercials about obesity or weight loss, we see the extreme side of obesity. We’re shown people eating massive amounts of food, sitting on their couches all day or not being able to get out of their house.

We’re shown bellies hanging out the b…