<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:50:34.666-05:00</updated><category term='Broad Street sign up'/><category term='Spinning class'/><category term='hubby running'/><title type='text'>I'm not a runner...no, really.</title><subtitle type='html'>Follow me on my running journey with a little bit of life thrown in.

  "None of the secrets of life will work - unless you do." Anon</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-7370134565569021530</id><published>2010-07-30T08:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:45:42.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it - I'm going to TRI!</title><content type='html'>I signed up for my first Sprint Triathlon - August 28&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. 1/4 mile swim, 13 mile bike ride and 5K run. I've been doing spin class twice a week and running 5ks twice a week with laps in the pool and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; and weights. (Oh, and working 12 hour night shift too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swim is going to give me problems. I was a strong swimmer until I was injured. I still have 2 tears in my left shoulder and herniated discs in my neck. I'm not looking to break any records - just finish for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;REI&lt;/span&gt; had a sale on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tri&lt;/span&gt; suits and when I got there, they had 1 left - it was my size!!! I almost needed help zipping the girls in (I hope the zipper holds :) My younger son keeps following me to try and get a picture so he can put it on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. He just shakes his head and says "really?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-7370134565569021530?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/7370134565569021530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-did-it-im-going-to-tri.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7370134565569021530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7370134565569021530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-did-it-im-going-to-tri.html' title='I did it - I&apos;m going to TRI!'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-7719223082248123364</id><published>2010-07-27T21:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:34:23.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Tri or not to Tri &amp; fastest 5k yet</title><content type='html'>Yesterday hubby and I biked 10 miles before it got too hot. I have to get faster on the bike. Spin class twice a week should help with this. I ran 2 miles, went to spin class,  and then walked the dog for 2 miles. Did a few laps in the pool and called it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran a 5k (on the treadmill) in 35:44 tonight - my fastest time yet. Yeah me! My left lower leg started throbbing when I slowed it down. I might actually have to go see someone about this if it keeps up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOOOOOoooo&lt;/span&gt;...... I am really thinking about signing up for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Medford&lt;/span&gt; Lakes Sprint Triathlon on August 28&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I've got five weeks to tighten everything up. The swim is a 1/4 mile - I think I can handle that  - the tears in my shoulder haven't given me any problems yet in the pool (knock wood). I'm in for a shock switching to open water swimming after practicing in a 20x40ft pool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-7719223082248123364?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/7719223082248123364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-tri-or-not-to-tri-fastest-5k-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7719223082248123364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7719223082248123364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-tri-or-not-to-tri-fastest-5k-yet.html' title='To Tri or not to Tri &amp; fastest 5k yet'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-271806156937650025</id><published>2010-07-24T16:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T16:29:17.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Down &amp; Dirty Mud Run Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497568340398908594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtJRznpJLI/AAAAAAAAADA/lh7ktGPZ9lc/s320/08590003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497568346264883026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtJSJeMz1I/AAAAAAAAADI/0b1_KRbij-c/s320/08590007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497568356005818386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtJStwnsBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KjZBdHQyrRE/s320/08590010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; - fun, fun, fun!!! The 5k &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MudRun&lt;/span&gt; was on 7/18 in - yep - 92 degree heat. Every run this year has been in 90+ weather. Me and hot - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unh&lt;/span&gt; uh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubby and I sat on the highway for 50 minutes waiting to get off the exit ramp. 4,000 people were participating in this event, do you think Philadelphia could have posted a traffic cop at the red light to direct traffic? So we got there a little late, but the race did not start yet. We were in wave 12 (remember 90 degrees). They started the waves in 4 minute intervals. After running the race - it should have been longer in between. We bottled necked at the obstacles for 20 minutes. I'm embarrassed to put our time up because of this - 1:42 minutes for a 5K!!!!  Two sets of friends were doing the race - but we didn't see them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubs was a little concerned for me at the obstacles because of the two tears in my shoulder and the herniated discs in my neck (thanks obese patient). But I did them all on the first try!! I was a little too exuberant on the rope climb and when throwing my leg over the top, hit the guy next to me and missed the top three rungs on the way down. Can you say rope burn?! I was able to hop up and over a 5 foot wall that was slippery with sweat. The next obstacle was the "slippery &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vertical&lt;/span&gt; climb."  A rope was attached to the top and you had to pull yourself up and over. One girl kept slipping, hitting her face on the wall and then sliding down and out onto the muddy grass. After &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; 10 time of this, a large man laid down on the wall, told her to climb up his body and then pushed her by the feet to the top where military guys were waiting to help if needed. A few more small obstacles and then the - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dum&lt;/span&gt; - mud pit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;, you had to crawl under a net and then into the pit. Military guys were screaming at you "if you were in combat, you would be dead, you can't stand!"  I said, if I was in combat, I would be in the medical tent, not crawling through mud!! (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;) So you got a good crawl going on and then they thought they were slick, they dug a deeper hole so your head would go under the mud. I caught myself just in time :)  The showers they claimed to have consisted of a water tanker truck with 50 hoses attached. If you tried to stand up and rinse off, the water was no more than a trickle.  My legs got torn up. I look worse than an 8 year old. Scabs, scrapes, bruises, lumps.....  But it was so much fun - we are going to do the 10k next year. A BBQ followed. And the bling bling finishers medal was a dog tag with D&amp;amp;D Mud Run Series on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pics show us clean at the start, nasty and just plain &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eeeeewww&lt;/span&gt; with our legs and feet. My kids want to do it next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-271806156937650025?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/271806156937650025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/07/down-dirty-mud-run-report.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/271806156937650025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/271806156937650025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/07/down-dirty-mud-run-report.html' title='Down &amp; Dirty Mud Run Report'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtJRznpJLI/AAAAAAAAADA/lh7ktGPZ9lc/s72-c/08590003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-4340531078119918541</id><published>2010-06-28T06:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T12:36:08.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Melanoma 5K</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TCjPOtf-ITI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3BwfvzKCnmc/s1600/Melanoma+run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487863997589758258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TCjPOtf-ITI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3BwfvzKCnmc/s320/Melanoma+run.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 27, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, lesson learned - I will not attempt a run after a 12 hour night shift in 90 degree weather ever again! I wanted to do the Melanoma 5K because I am celebrating 4 years melanoma free!!! However, I could not get off of work the night before, so I was going to suck it up and do it anyway. We were to run around the sports complex where the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Phillies&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Flyers&lt;/span&gt; and Eagles play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My leg is feeling better - just a throbbing when and after I run. I have been running slow and low numbers - plenty for a 5k. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worked 3 nights in a row (12 hour night shifts) and brought my running stuff with me to get changed - or so I thought. Sneakers - check, sports bra - check, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; - check, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt; - check. Notice anything missing? How about clothes? I left them on my bed. So I was going to run in my scrubs - no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;biggy&lt;/span&gt;. Except that it hit 91 degrees by 9am. I checked in and got my survivors' tee shirt, bracelet and raffle ticket and went to wait for the start. I was dripping wet with sweat in 5 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So off we go.... I went out too fast, it was too hot (I so don't do well in the heat!) I made it to 2 miles before I needed a trash can. I threw up everything I carefully planned to eat over the night. I was shaking like a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;druggy&lt;/span&gt; needing a fix (sorry - ER reference) - my sugar felt like it hit rock bottom and I felt like I was going to pass out. I poured my water over my head, rinsed my mouth, and walked the mile back to my car and put the AC on full blast. So much for good intentions....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-4340531078119918541?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/4340531078119918541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/06/melanoma-5k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/4340531078119918541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/4340531078119918541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/06/melanoma-5k.html' title='Melanoma 5K'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TCjPOtf-ITI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3BwfvzKCnmc/s72-c/Melanoma+run.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-3352997988531117865</id><published>2010-05-31T02:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T02:42:39.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FitBit finally here!</title><content type='html'>I LOVE my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FitBit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I ordered this little piece of genius way back in February. I finally got in on Thursday. It rocks! It's this little clip that is a pedometer and more. It tracks steps, miles, calories, activity levels (sedentary to very active). You can input your food and more activities (running, weights, etc.) and it analyzes everything into neat graphs. You can also wear it to bed and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;analyzes&lt;/span&gt; your sleep. How long it took you to fall asleep and how many times you woke up. There is a journal available to write in and also a "community site" to share with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day it came, it was late. By the time I had it charged and on, it was 5:15. Just in time to run to my spin class. Then the butt and guts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bootcamp&lt;/span&gt;. Having fun watching everything download and graph - I realized I only needed 2000 more steps for 10,000, so I ran downstairs and jumped on the treadmill (I called the dog to take her on a quick walk but after I got her leashed up and to the door - the sky opened up and it poured. So after after apologizing to Ginger, I ran downstairs.) I think this will be good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fitbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.com (free website). You set the software up on your computer and whenever you walk within 15 feet of it - it downloads the information to your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;webpage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. You can compete with "friends" and see who has the most steps, miles, active levels, etc. It's neat to see the different colors on the graph for the different levels of energy expended. It is a real motivator!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-3352997988531117865?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/3352997988531117865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/05/fitbit-finally-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/3352997988531117865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/3352997988531117865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/05/fitbit-finally-here.html' title='FitBit finally here!'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-4480946439110153052</id><published>2010-05-29T04:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T05:06:52.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VEGAS Rocks!!</title><content type='html'>My husband and I spent a week in Vegas with NO kids!!! First non-kid vacation in 19 years!! It was fan f-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tastic&lt;/span&gt;!! The food was wonderful and the room at MGM was incredible. We saw Bite (a vampire show :) and Cirque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Soliel's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zoomanity&lt;/span&gt; :))  On the first night there, we had a comedy show lined up - we were running late and my cute little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;strappy&lt;/span&gt; heels tore up my feet. So for the rest of the trip, all of my cute outfits had flip flops and 27 band aids with them :(  I am all for dressing up as a vampire - on Halloween. A couple sat at our table for Bite dressed in purple velvet capes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; fangs. They proceeded to tell the other 3 couples at the table that they were married as vampires. Well, that ended all conversation at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss having the biggest decision of the day being "what pool are we going to" and "what is the drink of the day"? We woke up, went to the gym (yes we did), had a late breakfast and then went to the pool. I'm glad we did - I only gained 3 pounds. My liver is still recovering! :) had dinner and then a show then a club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our last night there, we went to Minus 5 - Ice Bar. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Soooo&lt;/span&gt; cool! Everything there is made from ice. The bar, the tables and benches, and even the glasses. They gave you a coat, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Uggs&lt;/span&gt; and gloves and off you went. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Fuuuuun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, I ran my first mile since the Broad Street run with only a minimal twinge! I have been able to run a slow mile every other day since then :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to plan our next trip!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-4480946439110153052?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/4480946439110153052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/05/vegas-rocks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/4480946439110153052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/4480946439110153052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/05/vegas-rocks.html' title='VEGAS Rocks!!'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-7524368788327711037</id><published>2010-05-09T01:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:48:22.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Broad Street 10 miler done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Weeeellll&lt;/span&gt;! I haven't been on in a bit. The Sunday before the big 10 miler, I ran 5 miles. At the end of the 5 miles, my left leg felt funny. It progressed into me limping. It felt like someone kicked me in the shin with steel toed boots. I didn't hit it or bang it. I was able to do my spin class on Monday night. It still hurt but didn't get any worse. I had a friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xray&lt;/span&gt; it for me - negative, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt;. The 10 miler was fast approaching. No way was I going to punk out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I taped my leg up the wazoo. I didn't sleep much Saturday night because I was so nervous. Up at 5 and over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Phila&lt;/span&gt;. We parked and took the subway - can you say mobbed? I am still new to this and have never experienced a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;porta&lt;/span&gt;-potty debacle like the one at the start of the race. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. After a 50 minute wait in line, the dun went off promptly at 8:30am. The people near us didn't move. No one got out of line for the potties. By the time I got to one - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eeewwwww&lt;/span&gt;!!! Humans actually did this????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get in line to start the race with hubby. I was #27711 and he was 27712. They started our corral at 9am. Did I mention that it was 90 degrees out????? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't &lt;/span&gt;do well in the heat. We brought our own water bottles with us and kept filling it up at the water stops. One really quick mile down and I started to limp-run. My left leg was killing me. So we slowed to a quick walk. That's the way it went for the rest of the 9 miles, run a little and walk a little. We finished in 2:23. It wasn't pretty but I finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention it was 90 degrees? People were dropping like flies. The City turned on the fire hydrants to sprinklers all the way down Broad Street. While it felt good to get hit with the cold water, my sneakers got soaked. I have never had a blister problem before. Well, my feet blistered because of the wet sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to fly home, get showered and run back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Phila&lt;/span&gt; to make an appearance at my nephew's Christening party. My month long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;abstinence&lt;/span&gt; of alcohol was over and I couldn't wait. Well, lack of sleep and run/walking 10 miles will tire you out - I was too tired for movie night and fell asleep on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later and I am still limping. I am supposed to run a 5K in 7 hours (I am working a 12 hour night shift right now) and I don't think I will be able to do it. I may just walk it. It is in the park next to my house. I have lost 36 pounds so far and wanted to lose 5 more pounds before we leave for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas in 9 days!!!!! My exercising has been severely curtailed because of my leg.&lt;br /&gt;Here were are after the 10 miles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469142748845652690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/S-ZMWnLZOtI/AAAAAAAAACw/C92x2kOD1lI/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-7524368788327711037?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/7524368788327711037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/05/broad-street-10-miler-done.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7524368788327711037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7524368788327711037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/05/broad-street-10-miler-done.html' title='Broad Street 10 miler done!'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/S-ZMWnLZOtI/AAAAAAAAACw/C92x2kOD1lI/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-7302812712345159357</id><published>2010-04-14T15:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T16:10:10.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Running outside  Spin class wardrobe malfunction</title><content type='html'>I got a great run outside today. I don't have much experience running outside and am one of the crazy ones who prefer the treadmill. I put my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt; on and took off for the park that is not too far away. &lt;note&gt; I got to the park okay after almost killing myself on the road - the shoulder cuts down to almost nothing at one point and you have tree branches trying to push you out into oncoming traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did 2.51 miles (including walking part way home).&lt;br /&gt;Mile1 - 11.40 (read: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; this is really fast for me - or the treadmill has been lying)&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2 - 12.02&lt;br /&gt;.51 - 7.18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt close to what I do on the treadmill, but when I looked at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt; - it was a lot faster time. I know I was going faster because I was breathing heavy. I forced myself to slow down, but then didn't feel like I was going as fast as the treadmill runs that I do. The hills give me some trouble too. I'm glad the 10 mile run is basically flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on to the wardrobe malfunction. I read how Lisa loves looking at the "frog" read - tramp stamp tattoo of the girl in front of her in the spin class. Well, this train wreck shows up one night. Young girl, baby fat with huge breasts. Long curly hair that wasn't pulled back. She had on 2 sports bras and a thin low-cut wife beater. In spin class, you move a lot and things that aren't tied down will jiggle. Well, we will skip right over jiggle and leap to exploding out of top. I was so distracted by her breasts, I almost fell off the bike. I think I saw nipple at one point. I tried not to look, but there are mirrors all around the room. She kept tucking them in and pulling her shirt up. Girlfriend, a wife-beater is not an appropriate boulder holder for you. She would toss her hair around and jiggle some more. I wanted to smack her. More horror - she followed me into the Buts and Guts class. I wanted to poke my eyes out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 pounds lost so far - yeah me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-7302812712345159357?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/7302812712345159357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/04/running-outside-spin-class-wardrobe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7302812712345159357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7302812712345159357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/04/running-outside-spin-class-wardrobe.html' title='Running outside  Spin class wardrobe malfunction'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-8301015422451966178</id><published>2010-04-12T17:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T17:13:19.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Mile Run</title><content type='html'>Last night I got to the gym in time to do 1.5 hours of the Elliptical (they close early on Sundays). Today I did a half hour on the elliptical and then a 5 mile run.  It wasn't a fast run. Right now, I am aiming for increasing miles and not so much speed. I am just trying to finish the run - not break any records.  I'm getting ready to leave for a spin class in a few minutes.  I'm trying to kick up the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; a notch to get the weight loss moving a little. Tomorrow I plan on another run and weights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been mapping out possible running routes around my neighborhood. I have been using Map My Route . com    I found some posted routes near my house too. I have to get outside and run. Only 3 weeks left until the Broad Street 10 miler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I also signed up for the BA 5K a week after the 10 mile run. I will have to run that one after a 12 hour night shift though. I signed up the whole family - surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new bike. It's a hybrid, 21 speeds - I'm probably not going to use 15 of them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Time for some serious cross-training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-8301015422451966178?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/8301015422451966178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/04/5-mile-run.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/8301015422451966178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/8301015422451966178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/04/5-mile-run.html' title='5 Mile Run'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-211845007193931934</id><published>2010-03-27T00:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T00:55:03.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Run under 12 minutes</title><content type='html'>I woke up after my 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; night shift to get ready for my third night shift.  I ran down to the treadmill and popped out a mile in 11:58! Yeah me.  I know it's not fast for most people here, but for me it IS!! Now if only the Broad Street 10 miler lost a zero &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! I am planning on adding mileage this weekend since I am off on Saturday night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I signed up for an extra 12 hour night shift on a Friday night of all things. The last two nights were painful.  I never have off on a Friday, but I guess the drop in temp and rain drove me to it. That, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas trip coming up :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-211845007193931934?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/211845007193931934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/tiny-run-under-12-minutes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/211845007193931934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/211845007193931934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/tiny-run-under-12-minutes.html' title='Tiny Run under 12 minutes'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-7685175272083458147</id><published>2010-03-25T02:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T02:42:29.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1 mile under 12, carb free 3 days</title><content type='html'>So, I've decided to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;carb&lt;/span&gt; free for the next 3 days. Protein only for me.  Have I told you how much I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;loooooove&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;carbs&lt;/span&gt;? I love bagels, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;raisin&lt;/span&gt; bread.......  So, I'm going to try it for 3 days and see if I can jump start some weight loss.  I've been a maniac at the gym lately - only missing 3 days out of 20. But the scale won't budge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my 3rd spin class in 2 weeks on Monday night (my second trip to the gym - after weights and the Arc trainer in the early afternoon). Man, I was soaked. It's getting easier and my but doesn't hurt quite as badly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!   I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zumba'd&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday after running the kids to 2 doctors' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;appts&lt;/span&gt; during the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up at 2:30 am on Wed morning after someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; me from work about a birthday party on Thursday. Really????   I keep my phone on my night stand for emergencies. That was not an emergency. So I watched the hours flip by for the rest of the night. Valerian and Melatonin did not help me.  So my but was lagging but I got to the gym and did a half an hour on the Arc Trainer, a major weight circuit and then back up to run a mile in under 12 minutes (read - fastest mile for me!!) I felt good and could have kept going except work got in the way. I left the gym feeling great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 3 days off went by way too quickly - now back to work! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-7685175272083458147?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/7685175272083458147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/1-mile-under-12-carb-free-3-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7685175272083458147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7685175272083458147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/1-mile-under-12-carb-free-3-days.html' title='1 mile under 12, carb free 3 days'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-7320374009714991080</id><published>2010-03-21T06:51:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T15:26:47.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Run, Spin, Butts and Guts, Children of the Corn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/S6ZyGtAX9BI/AAAAAAAAACo/enhEtd7ATEY/s1600-h/corn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451169858464510994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/S6ZyGtAX9BI/AAAAAAAAACo/enhEtd7ATEY/s320/corn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to get to my second spin class on Thursday. Drenched again. I handled the "jumps" better too. The instructor also taught a "butts and guts" class next. Wow. It was a weight class that incorporated two body parts with every move. Lunges with shoulders, squats with triceps. Great class!!! I woke up at 4 am and I think that only the tip of my nose was pain-free :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still able to run 4 miles on Friday!!!! Yeah me. I should say run for most of them. :) I still slow down at times but not as much and for a lot shorter time. That makes 14 out of 16 days that I made it to the gym. I only slept 3 hours on Saturday after a night shift and had to go back in for another 12 hours on Saturday night. I could barely keep my eyes open let alone make it to the gym :P But now I am off for a whole 3 days!!! Of course the sun is going into hiding and it is going to rain for 2 of them :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are getting the garden ready for planting - can't wait. Hubby grew THE best corn ever last year. It was a mix of yellow and white and was so sweet. Can't wait for it again this year. The pic popped up top. I call it - Children of the Corn!!!. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-7320374009714991080?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/7320374009714991080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/run-spin-butts-and-guts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7320374009714991080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7320374009714991080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/run-spin-butts-and-guts.html' title='Run, Spin, Butts and Guts, Children of the Corn'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/S6ZyGtAX9BI/AAAAAAAAACo/enhEtd7ATEY/s72-c/corn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-5658991095591075204</id><published>2010-03-18T01:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:57:09.705-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Running and potty breaks</title><content type='html'>I don't know what happens when I run, but the need to go to the bathroom hits more often than not. I can attack the elliptical for an hour at level 7 - no problem. Weights for an hour and a half - no problem. Spinning class - no problem. I worked Tuesday night and didn't sleep well on Wednesday day, so I didn't make it to the gym. So I hit the basement and the treadmill. I was going pretty well when that uh-oh feeling hit. I forced a mile before I jumped off and ran to the bathroom. Back to the treadmill. Not long after, it happened again. I mean really. I was feeling great and could have gone for 4 or 5 miles. But, believe this, my shoe came untied twice and the potty breaks....I cut it close to shower time and only did 2.5 miles. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great two weeks at the gym. However, the scale has not really budged. I've cut the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ETOH&lt;/span&gt; (that's alcohol for the non-medicals &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;) down to Sunday only. Since I work 3-5 night shifts a week, it doesn't leave me many days anyway :) I plan to do the same as I did for the Bridge Run and cut out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ETOH&lt;/span&gt; for the month of April before the Broad Street 10 miler. (Bummer, since the "Beverage Center" is almost finished in the basement.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can get my neighbor to take the kids to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CCD&lt;/span&gt; so I can make the spinning class again. For some good news, I think that the Sketchers have actually helped my plantar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fasciitis&lt;/span&gt; (maybe about 75%.) Either that, or it spontaneously went away (not). I still have problems waking up  - if I remember to stretch first and walk slowly - this helps. But usually, I jump up and run to pee :)  Sitting for a while also stiffens me up. But it is a lot better - yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-5658991095591075204?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/5658991095591075204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/running-and-potty-breaks.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/5658991095591075204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/5658991095591075204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/running-and-potty-breaks.html' title='Running and potty breaks'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-6016556488489395823</id><published>2010-03-12T03:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:28:35.009-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spinning class'/><title type='text'>Spinning class</title><content type='html'>I did my first spinning class on Thursday night. I loved it. I hung in there with everything except the "jumps." They were killers on my knees so I did every third one or so. Most of the spinning classes take place when I am still at work in the am or on nights when I am at work. It looks like Mondays or Thursday nights with a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;juggling&lt;/span&gt; may work.  I ran 3 times last week. With a 4.7 mile run on Friday. Probably not my smartest move with the spinning class the night before. I also felt like I was sitting on a pole for two days LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the gym 7 out of the last 8 nights and was hoping to make it to the spinning class tonight. I ran 2.5 miles today with a half an hour on the elliptical. I had a mega gym day yesterday with the weights. I even fought off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meatheads&lt;/span&gt; in the free weight section &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining for more than 5 days. However, sunshine and 60 degrees for the next 5 days. I hope to take advantage of this and run outside. Work has been crazy!!! I hope it relaxes a little bit soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-6016556488489395823?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/6016556488489395823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/spinning-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/6016556488489395823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/6016556488489395823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/spinning-class.html' title='Spinning class'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-754432904613246919</id><published>2010-03-08T19:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:15:45.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ran the Bridge</title><content type='html'>It was absolutely gorgeous out today - temps hitting almost 60 degrees! I decided to battle the Bridge today. It's 3 miles over and back. I haven't run it since the race in November. The weather was great, except for the winds that were kicking up out in the open of the bridge. It's a great workout with one big hill up and one big hill down. Then you get to turn around and do it again :) I was planning on hitting the gym for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; class tonight but the granite contractor was late and I missed the class :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt; (like for the real first time) today and had the fastest pace as 9:42. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt; not on my best day. I probably hit that going downhill for like 2 minutes :) It was interesting to see the different paces. I think I'm going to enjoy using it - if the weather would cooperate more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I attempted to run with the dog last night. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt; Not happening. Remember the post about run sniff, run pee? Yep. We got her out in the street and were able to run for short bursts. We made it around run, walk, wait, for almost 2 miles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-754432904613246919?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/754432904613246919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/ran-bridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/754432904613246919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/754432904613246919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/ran-bridge.html' title='Ran the Bridge'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-5902421728846676108</id><published>2010-03-07T02:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T02:45:08.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sketchers</title><content type='html'>So my new Sketchers arrived on Friday (I just ordered them Wednesday night). I put them on and off to work I go. Well the night from hell started with a car fire on the bridge and my 18 miles drive turned into an hour and 45 minutes. Not a happy camper. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unit was super busy with really sick patients. A coding patient, a post-op patient who didn't want to have a pressure and then the dreaded hypothermia patient who was coding in the ER. Long story short - NOT a good night to try out my new Sketcher rockers. My pedometer read 7 miles by the morning and my legs and back were killing me. (Couldn't have something to do with the 672 pound patient - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to run to the bathroom and my ankles were on fire. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; should have worn them around the house!!! I hope they will feel better once I am used to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-5902421728846676108?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/5902421728846676108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/sketchers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/5902421728846676108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/5902421728846676108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/sketchers.html' title='Sketchers'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-5368718534437024783</id><published>2010-03-05T09:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T10:20:33.909-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broad Street sign up'/><title type='text'>Signed Up for the Broad St. 10 Miler!!! :) Aunt again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/S5Egv2na2kI/AAAAAAAAACY/zqPFQ_J7XEs/s1600-h/Declan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445169430954433090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/S5Egv2na2kI/AAAAAAAAACY/zqPFQ_J7XEs/s320/Declan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/S5EgcWvKnHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eqp00K9gfPk/s1600-h/Declan.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm an Aunt (again). &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Declan&lt;/span&gt; was born on Monday. Very convenient that my sister delivered at the hospital that I work. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally! I signed up for the Broad Street 10 miler. I also signed my husband up for it!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! The run takes place on May 2 and benefits the American Cancer Society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to get my hubby to add some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to his workouts. He has never been a fan of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (or even done any). He is at the gym 3-4 times a week - in the weight room. Well, he took it well (the fact that I signed him up too :)) and jumped on the treadmill. He came upstairs all sweaty a little while later and said he did 3.5 miles. Really, having never run before? Jeez. I explained that he should start out slowly and build.....blah blah. I told him he was going to hurt something and he laughed and said he'd leave me in the dust. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wellllll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the next day he was limping a little and I asked him what was wrong. He said maybe you were right, everything hurts. (Repeat that....I was what? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) We have to start with new shoes...... This is going to be fun!!! :) I'm not out to break any records, we can walk through water stations, etc. Although we may run fast for a few miles - the start of the run is not in the safest of neighborhoods. Chrissy, who started this whole mess, starts further up in a faster corral. I won't even see her so I'm glad to have the company!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two runs last week 2 and 3.5 miles. My PF acted up after the 2, was a little better after the 3.5 miles. I had one run this week of 3 miles, weights, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zumba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; class. I'm hitting the gym later today. The weight is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sloooowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; coming off. I dusted off my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully the snow is done for the winter. It is almost gone outside. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;It's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 29 degree out not - but is supposed to warm up in the next week. I drove through 3 nasty blizzards to get back and forth to work. That was not fun. I live 18 miles away and it took me 1 hour 45minutes to get there. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now charge nurse on night shift - what a headache. Sometimes I think, just give me my two ICU patients and leave me alone. Saturday night, I logged 12 miles of walking, running around the hospital. That is new record for me. I put the pedometer on when I hit the parking garage. We have a 630 pound patient who gain 42 pounds of fluid and now weighs 672 pounds. It takes at least 5 nurses with the use of a ceiling lift to move her. I should take a picture of that and put it on the fridge - that will make me run!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone tried the rocker sneaks by Sketchers? Are they any good, help. I'm thinking they may help with me PF if I wear them for part of my 12 hour night shift. Two girls in work swear they've helped them tone up after wearing them for a few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-5368718534437024783?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/5368718534437024783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/signed-up-for-broad-st-10-miler.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/5368718534437024783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/5368718534437024783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/03/signed-up-for-broad-st-10-miler.html' title='Signed Up for the Broad St. 10 Miler!!! :) Aunt again!'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/S5Egv2na2kI/AAAAAAAAACY/zqPFQ_J7XEs/s72-c/Declan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-6194393747557293764</id><published>2010-02-09T20:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T08:50:57.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>55" of Snow in 3 days</title><content type='html'>The weather around here has been crazy!!!  I can't get outside to run and my gym has even been closed a few days because of the back to back blizzards. My basement is almost finished, so I can dig out my treadmill and start something with that! Work has been crazy too. Hopefully, I can get back to normal soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-6194393747557293764?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/6194393747557293764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/02/55-of-snow-in-3-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/6194393747557293764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/6194393747557293764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/02/55-of-snow-in-3-days.html' title='55&quot; of Snow in 3 days'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-6274216862178785189</id><published>2010-01-31T17:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:41:33.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow again - treadmill run</title><content type='html'>So it snowed again yesterday - about 5 inches. Enough so that I couldn't take 4 - 16 boys to the movies. So they rented one on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and I lost my living room for the night - and they all slept over. 16 year old boys eat a LOT! :) It was also my youngest's 12th birthday - but he ditched us to go to 2 other birthday parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the gym today before work. I did an hour on the elliptical and ran 2 miles on the treadmill. I was set to go a do some weights and noticed it was 4:15pm. It was almost time to get ready for work. So, I put it off until tomorrow. I don't usually work Sunday nights - but the basement is almost finished and it was worth it :) I worked Friday night and the contractor was at my house before I even got home on Saturday morning - with 5 guys. Can you say no sleep? I'm glad I didn't have to go back to work Sat night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OT starts again this week, so I have to push myself to get to the gym on consecutive work days. Sleep has been a problem for me and I hope upping the exercise will help with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PF doesn't bother me during the running, it's as soon as I slow down or stop. I'm still stretching and icing and I bought shoe inserts. I'm trying them out at work tonight. Crossing fingers - my hips have been fine for the 2 runs this week. I'm a slow runner, I know I'm not going to be breaking any course records (haha), I'm doing this for myself and just to finish the races I start. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-6274216862178785189?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/6274216862178785189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-again-treadmill-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/6274216862178785189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/6274216862178785189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-again-treadmill-run.html' title='Snow again - treadmill run'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-5049485529769266939</id><published>2010-01-30T04:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T04:52:26.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running again</title><content type='html'>So I finally got a run in after 2 weeks resting my foot for plantar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fasciitis&lt;/span&gt;. I ran 2.25 miles on the treadmill on Tuesday. It was not that bad. My PF acted up later that night though. I have been icing it and stretching. It seems to help at that time. My circuit weight routine is going well and my legs feel like they are getting stronger. My shins and calves certainly are benefiting as they do not scream at me when I run. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal was to attempt to lose 10 pounds in the 3 weeks that I was playing domestic goddess at home and not working OT while the contractors were doing the basement. Well, I lost 5 of that - and I blame the rest on the Girl Scouts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! The basement is almost finished and I can't wait to set up my workout area. I can't wait to get a run in outside (it is 14 degrees right now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Broad Street run is on May 2. My sister is planning her second son's Christening for May 2 (he's not even here yet). I have 2 sisters and we have always switched godmother selection for the kids. Well, my middle sister was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;youngest's&lt;/span&gt; first child's godmother (follow that?) I found out that I will not be this child's godmother. I will be running the Broad Street 10 miler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My OT starts again next week - I hope I can keep up with the gym like I've been doing for the last 3 weeks. I've impressed even myself :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-5049485529769266939?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/5049485529769266939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/running-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/5049485529769266939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/5049485529769266939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/running-again.html' title='Running again'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-7696305740288440485</id><published>2010-01-20T08:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:04:32.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zumba WoW!</title><content type='html'>I finished my 3 nights of 12 hour shifts Monday morning. It couldn't end soon enough. It was a crazy weekend and my patient was super sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Tuesday night was my first night back at the gym. I had to stay close to home during the cause for decisions the contractors needed. I did 1/2 hour on the Arc Trainer and then I sucked up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; courage to join a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt; class for the first time. All I can say is WOW!!! I caught on quickly and didn't end up on my @&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt;. The instructor was great - she incorporated kickboxing, lower legs, core and even some belly dancing at the end. Too bad after my basement is done that 2 of the 3 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt; classes offered at my gym happen when I am at work :((  On a happy note - I lost 3.2 pounds in 9 days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to get to the gym early today, but expect to get texts from my youngest asking to be picked up from school. Yesterday he sent me texts the his throat and stomach were hurting him. I told him to go to the nurse. No fever, just cold symptoms. He wouldn't stop with the texts so I went and got him. His face was flushed and he felt warm when I got there. (Amazing how they get better when they get home!) He got in trouble for using his phone during school and I even got a call from the vice principal about it Jeez, really? This morning he started again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-7696305740288440485?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/7696305740288440485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/zumba-wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7696305740288440485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7696305740288440485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/zumba-wow.html' title='Zumba WoW!'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-8275118082895769490</id><published>2010-01-16T01:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T01:25:13.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockin the Gym</title><content type='html'>SO, my time at home during the week has been great for the gym. I made it there 5 days in a row and on the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I took a 3 mile bike ride around my development. Still no helmet and no brakes were the reason I didn't go to the park :) I've been resting my PF and doing everything but running. I've been stretching, taping and doing the frozen bottle roller. I'm hoping this and rest and Motrin will be all I need. My body hurts in places it has no business hurting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This daytime domesticated thing sucks! I need a smaller house or a maid :) What possessed me to put another bathroom in my basement when I don't want to clean the ones we have already??? I am still trying to work up the nerve to clean the boys' bathroom. Come on, aim and shoot - how hard is it? I did many, many loads of clothes over 3 days. The hampers should be empty, right. Are you kidding??? When you take your dirty socks off, where do you put them? My 16 year old reaches overhead and drops them behind the headboard - that explains the stinky teenager smell that I could not get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be working my night shift OT and sleeping during the day!! I am up at 6am and then nonstop all day, including a 2 hour stint at the gym. I so can't hang anymore - I look at the clock around 8:30pm and think - is it too early to go to bed? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working 3 12 hour night shift in a row over the weekend, so I don't know how much gym time I will see. I just received home videos by Cathe. She totally rocks. After I ordered one a few years ago, I found out she owns my gym. I want to be like her when I grow up. She is actually 44 and built &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. Check out her website &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CatheNation&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-8275118082895769490?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/8275118082895769490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/rockin-gym.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/8275118082895769490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/8275118082895769490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/rockin-gym.html' title='Rockin the Gym'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-3932122706290888381</id><published>2010-01-13T08:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:00:37.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DOMS - Hurt so good. PF-not so much.</title><content type='html'>So yesterday morning, I was wondering why I was not in more pain from my monster upper body workout the day before. Well, 1:30 this am, they found me. WOW. The lower body workout I did yesterday was not so delayed and hit me at the same time. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt;, hurt so good?!  Yeah, maybe not at 1:30am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the frozen water bottle foot roll for 2 nights now - it actually helps. I taped my feet for yesterdays gym run - I only got to about 0.6 miles and had to slow it down to a medium walk on an incline. The pain was getting worse.  I think I' ll rest the feet and continue with the ice rolls and cross training for a week or two. I had a spinach egg white &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;omelet&lt;/span&gt; (with 1 yolk) with salsa instead of ketchup. I could &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; do that. Didn't miss my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;carbs&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;raisin&lt;/span&gt; toast or a bagel) at all. We'll see if I can keep that up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This being home and awake at 6am is for the birds!!! I had 3 loads of laundry done, booked a trip to Vegas, had made dinner, cleaned 1/3 bathrooms and vacuumed the house by 11am. I didn't want my husband to pass out when he got home, so I stopped and went to the gym. Three weeks of this - ugh. I can't wait til the basement is finished and I can go back to my tons of OT and sleeping during the day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first load of laundry in before 7am today - Jeez. I don't drink coffee at home, but I pulled out the coffee maker for emergency use!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;  It's 24 degrees out right now. I wonder what the cross-wind would be like if I tried to do the BF Bridge today. It's a great 3 mile workout with BIG hills. It would be a walk tho. :(   I could walk my bike next door to the park - I don't have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;helmet&lt;/span&gt; yet. Or maybe just hit the gym again. The Arc Trainer bothered my heel a little yesterday, but I still did 50 minutes on it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email that my youngest will be making his confirmation May 23, 2 days after we come back from Vegas. My mother will be sitting - dog sitting, house sitting, can't say "baby" sitting to a 16 1/2 and an almost 12 year old :) There will be practices for him that week and my mother does not drive in New Jersey. Don't know what the plans are for that yet. Now, for more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coffeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-3932122706290888381?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/3932122706290888381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/doms-hurt-so-good-pf-not-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/3932122706290888381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/3932122706290888381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/doms-hurt-so-good-pf-not-so-much.html' title='DOMS - Hurt so good. PF-not so much.'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-5597821264156053514</id><published>2010-01-11T11:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T12:00:42.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plantar fasciitis - oww!  New Challenge. Elvis in Vegas?</title><content type='html'>Well, I did great on Friday at the gym, and then I had a 12 hour night shift and my hips let me know how well I ran for 3 1/2 miles earlier that day. I was limping the whole night. I made it through the night (sounds like a Madonna song &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;) and slept for a little bit. The dog woke me up around 12 (thanks for the 2 1/2 of sleep Ginger). So I got up to pee and landed on the floor. My left heel *^%$# killed me. I always had a mild case of PF that came and went even before running - 12 hour night shifts will do that to you. I never experience pain in my heel like that. I had to do the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tippy&lt;/span&gt; toe dance to the bathroom. I had another 12 hour night shift that night and it felt like I had stepped on a rock barefoot the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it back to the gym on Sunday and "just" did an hour on the Arc Trainer elliptical and 2 miles on the bike. They close at 6 on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my new self-challenge is to lose 10 pounds in 3 weeks. I'm "only" working 2 days a week (and 1 vacation day) for the next 3-4 weeks until my basement is finished. I am hoping to rock the gym during this time. Hopefully, the contractors won't mind me leaving the house for a while. I lost the few pounds that I gained over the holidays and hope to keep on losing it. My husband only has to think about skipping a meal and he drops 5 pounds - so not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vegas trip will probably be May 17&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; - getting excited. My sister should still be out on maternity leave then so I can "borrow" my mother. Hubby has to check and see if that week is available in work and we are set to book the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to renew our wedding vows (19 years in April) and thought it would be fun with Elvis. Well the web site is so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cheesy&lt;/span&gt;, I think I'll hold off on that for now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-5597821264156053514?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/5597821264156053514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/plantar-fasciitis-oww-new-challenge.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/5597821264156053514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/5597821264156053514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/plantar-fasciitis-oww-new-challenge.html' title='Plantar fasciitis - oww!  New Challenge. Elvis in Vegas?'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-7161782945764941882</id><published>2010-01-08T22:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:26:36.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days this week... :)</title><content type='html'>Yeah me. Made it to the gym 4 days this week. I ran 3.5 miles today!! I'm so happy that my shins don't talk to me anymore and my calves only said "hi." My hips won't stop talking tho. I feel like I'm 120 years old. I looked up some good stretches that I have to start doing and I hope they help. I am hoping when I lose some more weight - they calm down. I wish I could have made it the last 2 days, but working 12 hour night shifts kicks my but anymore :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am "only" working the 2 days a week for the next 3 weeks, so I am hoping to burn up the gym and the miles. Hopefully it warms up a little. I would love to start running outside (as much as I dread it!) and start with the bike too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I printed out the Hal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Higdon&lt;/span&gt; half marathon novice plan and will follow that for my 10 mile training for May2. If I feel I am ready, I may attempt the 13.1 2 weeks prior to that. I am not trying to win 1st (or 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; :) just finish. So if I have to walk (read probably will) part of it - so be it. I just don't want to kill myself for the Broad Street 10 miler 2 weeks from then. They have a limit of 4 hours to complete the 13.1 miles and I know I could even do that walking the whole thing so I should probably just sign up now so I don't have any excuses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: Well, I don't have to worry about the 1/2 marathon. I've been looking at it thinking Rutgers - the one 15 minutes away from me. I just looked up specifics and it's the campus over an hour and a half away. Not gonna happen for my first half. pooey! I'm really bummed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-7161782945764941882?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/7161782945764941882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/4-days-this-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7161782945764941882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7161782945764941882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/4-days-this-week.html' title='4 days this week... :)'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-7429951067465793748</id><published>2010-01-06T02:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T02:17:18.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>X Train and Vegas</title><content type='html'>Three days in a row to the gym - yeah me!!! Today was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt;' day for cross-training. 50 minutes on the Arc trainer, my upper body weight rotation, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;calves&lt;/span&gt; and back up to the bike for 2.5 miles. Biking is not easy -ugh. I have not been on a bike in a while, so much for the saying, get right back on...... Although it was the stationary bike in the gym.... I have to build up my leg strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Oddman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;duathlon&lt;/span&gt; is March 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; - so I am hoping to be there. 5k run, 10mile bike ride, 5k run. It's called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Oddman&lt;/span&gt; because prizes are given out to 1/3/5 place "2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; is the first loser" is their motto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be heading out to Vegas for our anniversary. Yeah. The only downside is that it is the week leading up to the Broad Street 10mile. (I have to do it this year or Chrissy will kill me!) I wanted to try and put it off for a few weeks but my sister will be heading back to work off of maternity leave by then and I lose my sitter (my mom). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt;, if I hit the gym every morning before the pool, drinks, dinner, drinks, gambling, drinks, a show, drinks....do you see where this is headed :) That would be my taper down week - right??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to see the show BITE. Hubby wants no part of my vampire fascination ---until I told him it was a topless vampire show. Well, he tried to get me tickets for Christmas (but they didn't sell that far in advance!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-7429951067465793748?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/7429951067465793748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/x-train-and-vegas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7429951067465793748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7429951067465793748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/x-train-and-vegas.html' title='X Train and Vegas'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-6123263592104734512</id><published>2010-01-03T19:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:02:36.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!! I had a great time with my family on New Year's Eve. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fralinger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stringband&lt;/span&gt; won for the 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time in row on New Year's Day! Congrats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it to the gym on New Year's Eve to usher out 2009. The ankle is still a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;twingy&lt;/span&gt; but a slow mile run felt good. I worked on New Year's Day (night shift of course) and then on Saturday night. Note to everyone. When naming a person to make your medical decisions for you - make sure they are not going to be so high when that time comes that they can't even stand up or barely keep their eyes open. What a night. This poor woman coded on the floor and was brought down to our ICU. She was a continuous code for over 5 hours. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;patient's&lt;/span&gt; daughter was so high on something - trying to explain to her what was going on was next to impossible. Another note - 800 relatives, friends, people you might see on the bus - do not have to come to the hospital. That is what a wake and funeral are for - not trying to be mean here, but it make it incredibly hard for the nurses to actually get to the patient and try and code them when they have to call security to get the visitors out of the room and then keep asking them not to go into occupied ICU rooms or vacant rooms. Who does that??? I digress....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I actually made it to the gym today after working night shift and the gym closing early. Yeah me. 45 minutes on the Arc Trainer and a slow mile and half felt good. My new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt; is collecting dust. I do not do cold well. It is 20 degrees here now. (I do do heat well either &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.)  I know some people only like to run in shorts but there must be a limit! Come on. It was 19 degrees out, snow on the ground, snowing, and some "idiot" was running with shorts on. His legs were bright red. Hello - frosbite anyone?? Bring it inside and say "treadmill." Jeez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans for 2010 include the wish list to the side. I am not sure that I will be ready for the Rutgers 13.1 but I will try and prepare for it. It may be just too soon for a half marathon for me. But, no fear,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I have several more listed :) Still trying to get hubby running with me. It would help if we actually saw each other more than 5 minutes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having great hopes for the 3-4 weeks the contractors will be here. I will only be working 2 days a week (and taking a vacation day) so I can be here when the contractors are doing the basement. I am hoping to get to the gym Monday - Friday for some quality time :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also planning a trip to Las Vegas with hubs. Have to plan it around my sister's delivery so my mom can watch the kids. Can't wait!!! We've never been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying tonight. Family together watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;, fire lit, wine, just plain old relaxing!! What's that??! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-6123263592104734512?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/6123263592104734512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/6123263592104734512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/6123263592104734512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-9070032879051463160</id><published>2009-12-30T01:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T03:28:23.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and 2 Feet of Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/Szrv_SlLY6I/AAAAAAAAACI/qHOOQHO2Blo/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420908972092384162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/Szrv_SlLY6I/AAAAAAAAACI/qHOOQHO2Blo/s320/snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas was great! Christmas Eve is spent at my mother-in-law's for the Italian - Night of the Seven Fishes!!! Yummy! 18 people at my house for Christmas day. Lot's of wine and good food and family! Hope you all had great holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My attendance at the gym has been spotty at best in the last 2 weeks. I've been there 3 out of the last 4 days and had my first easy run on the treadmill since the evil snowman incident. It was a very slow run for a mile. My ankle was taped to high heaven. Good news is that it didn't give me any trouble. But it was a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sloooow&lt;/span&gt; run. I'm happy tho. I've been doing my favorite Arc Trainer and have diversified to the bike (might be thinking about a bi or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tri&lt;/span&gt; for 2010).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt; has not had any use lately. We had 2 feet of snow - yes that's TWO feet of snow (actually about 25 inches - see pic above). My decorations actually continued to light up - however, they were under all that snow! It rained heavily on Christmas and melted a lot of the snow that had been there for a week. I had to drive back and forth to work in it over the weekend. My normal trip would take 25 minutes - 1 1/2 hours later - still trying to get home. I saw some crazy idiot running in this storm. Cars were sliding all over and here he is running in boots with earphones in - he's lucky he wasn't killed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new favorite drink is Bubble Gum vodka - it is seriously dangerous and yummy!! Have some set up for New Year's Eve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm working on my wish list for 2010 for runs. I'm trying to get hubby to run with me - should be fun since we have opposite working schedules. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-9070032879051463160?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/9070032879051463160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-and-first-easy-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/9070032879051463160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/9070032879051463160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-and-first-easy-run.html' title='Merry Christmas and 2 Feet of Snow'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/Szrv_SlLY6I/AAAAAAAAACI/qHOOQHO2Blo/s72-c/snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-7605343041396647332</id><published>2009-12-07T18:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:26:43.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken out by a Snowman</title><content type='html'>Last week started out really well. I made it to the gym four days in a row. I ran two 5Ks at the gym and did my weight circuit twice and was a maniac on the arc trainer. Then comes Thursday morning. I got home around 8:30am from a horrible 12 hour night at work (Where I found out that the patient I had for the last two nights who had a bad pneumonia tested negative for swine flu but was now a rule out TB patient.) Just wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway.... It stormed pretty heavily the night before and my twinkling snowman was lying in my driveway. I got out of the care and slipped on a wet leaf, went over on my ankle, heard a pop and twisted my knee. After the immediate need to vomit passed and a stream of potty mouth where I insulted the snowman and his mother, I hobbled into the house. I took Motrin and wrapped an ice pack around my ankle and knee and tried to sleep. Of course the ice pack leaked and my bed was soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I wrapped my ankle and limped into work. I had a friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xray&lt;/span&gt; my ankle and I have a hairline fracture. I "borrowed" an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airboot&lt;/span&gt;. I guess the 5k I had planned for Sunday was off. This is what happens when I finally get my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt;! Not gonna have to worry about pace time - it's really, really slow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Monday - I still have a lump on my ankle (nothing like Lisa's beautiful swelling!) but I can walk a little better with it wrapped tightly. My knee is still sore tho. The Jingle Bell 5K for arthritis is this Saturday. Maybe I will walk a mile if I can :P  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-7605343041396647332?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/7605343041396647332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/12/taken-out-by-snowman.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7605343041396647332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/7605343041396647332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/12/taken-out-by-snowman.html' title='Taken out by a Snowman'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-1878990348641027151</id><published>2009-11-29T18:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:37:44.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Sunday</title><content type='html'>I was actually off on a Saturday night from work (doesn't happen that often since I work the Weekend Program :) Went to the gym with hubby today. Did 20 minutes on the arc trainer and then did a 5K on the treadmill in under 39 minutes which is my fastest. :) I'm slowly working to 30 minutes. I've shaved over 9 minues off my time in the 4 months that I have been running :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home and I had all intentions of riding the bike that my oldest son won for me throwing rings on bottles down the shore. It's an 18 speed Huffy. He was a little upset that they didn't have a "boy" color so he got it for me in purple. I have never ridden the thing but my 11 year old has. The peddles are shot, one is hanging off, the kick stand won't stand and there is a rip in the seat. Well, bag that idea until I get replacements for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to decide if I want to leave the weekend plus program at work for the critical care float pool. Money is a wash but I would only have to work 1 weekend a month. The downside is I would be getting pulled all over the hospital (well the critical care areas anyway). I have to let the manager know this week. Decisions, decisions.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-1878990348641027151?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/1878990348641027151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-sunday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/1878990348641027151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/1878990348641027151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-sunday.html' title='Great Sunday'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-2720589903969929095</id><published>2009-11-25T00:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:08:45.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Bust - Tuesday Better!</title><content type='html'>So hubby gets home from the gym on Monday and gets called into work on his day off (our day off). Does he say no? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Unh&lt;/span&gt; uh. I'm like, hello? Can I get to the gym now. I have the contractors in the basement. The washer repairman still to make an appearance, inspectors to inspect and Ginger to get to the vet. He kisses me goodbye and says he'll be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The washer guy arrives. He finds a quarter (or what used to be a quarter) jammed in somewhere. The door pops open and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; the smell (wet sheets sitting in the washer for about 6 days). It took 3 washings to get rid of that funk - phew! Needless to say the gym was a no go. I couldn't even get to the treadmill cause it's packed up with the construction in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I made it there. I did 1/2 hour on the Arc Trainer, ran for 2 miles and did 1/2 my weight circuit. I should just probably run a 5K tomorrow at the gym because the 2 Turkey Trots that are near me this week are right after 12 hour night shifts. I may attempt Saturday's tho..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is almost 1am and I am in work. Since 3:30pm I have been asking, any homework to do, studying (because we all know that this does not count as homework). Anything before I leave for work? Crickets chirping.  I get a text from my 16 year old son at 9:20pm asking if I am an organ donor. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.... where are we going with this? He has a paper on organ donation and has to ask me my views. I ask...when is it due - cringing. Tomorrow, I am  almost done. I said email me what you have and I'll edit it for you. It has to be 1-1/2 to 2 pages long. What is your definition of "almost done?" I said there is barely 1-1/2 paragraphs here. He said yeah but with double spacing, bigger font and moving margins....  You are in 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. The teachers know all these tricks.  Put some of your nurse stuff in it for me please. Twenty minutes later I sent it back to him with tables, etc.  I did it for him because I'm still ticked at the teacher for giving him "0s" when he was out with the swine flu. It was the end of the marking period and he couldn't make up the classes. (These are gym classes I'm talking about - the paper is for driver's ed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;Christina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-2720589903969929095?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/2720589903969929095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-bust-tuesday-better.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/2720589903969929095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/2720589903969929095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-bust-tuesday-better.html' title='Monday Bust - Tuesday Better!'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-959540583012171531</id><published>2009-11-23T09:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:29:59.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Runs started out well and New Moon!</title><content type='html'>Well, last week started off great at the gym. Monday, I ran 1.5 miles and did 1/2 hour on the Arc Trainer elliptical. Tuesday, 1/2 hour on the Elliptical, ran for 1.5 miles. Had all intentions of doing 3 miles and then circuit but after 6 phone calls, I gave up. My 12 hours of OT was cancelled at 5 of 6pm while I was walking out the door - can you say pissed? I didn't have my contractor (having the basement finished) come over this day because I had to work night shift (this is 2 Tuesdays in a row I've been cancelled now!!:( Wednesday, I did the Elliptical for 1/2 an hour and then resurrected my "runner's" circuit training plan. I had one of the trainers - Linda - at the gym designed a plan to increase my endurance and strengthen my legs for the Bridge run. I started this 3 weeks before the run, but only got to do about 3 times because of all the sickies in my house (me included). I worked Wednesday night and then went to visit my parents on Thursday morning. My dad had back surgery on Monday. I showed him how to get up and down the steps and in and out of a chair and bed (you know - the whole nurse thing I had going &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;). So I was up for about 30 hours about now. I passed out when I got home and woke up in time to get ready to see the midnight showing of NEW MOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with hubby's cousin Grace and several of her friends. Hubs was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;guilted&lt;/span&gt; into seeing Twilight with me and was glad to get out of this one. I have the vampire addiction - he wants no part of! It was great!!!! The second book was the slowest in the series for me but they did an excellent job with the movie and Jacob was so buff! June 3 for the next one!! I was soaked by the time I got home - running for the car in the parking lot. It &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;monsooned&lt;/span&gt; all the way home, I actually had to slow down to the speed limit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked Friday and Saturday night with all intentions of getting to the gym - didn't happen. My new front loader washing machine has been stuck in lock position for 6 days now. Wet sheets have been in there - can't wait to smell that hot mess. The guys are coming today to fix it (hopefully). The contractors are here bright and early, permit inspections and Ginger gets a pedicure at the vets today. She is so not one of the dogs on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; that just happily holds up her paw to clip her nails. So she goes to the vet. Hubs is at the gym now and my turn is next. Mondays are the only days we get to spend off of work together. Usually we go to the gym and then out to breakfast. Now we go in shifts :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-959540583012171531?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/959540583012171531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/11/runs-started-out-well-and-new-moon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/959540583012171531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/959540583012171531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/11/runs-started-out-well-and-new-moon.html' title='Runs started out well and New Moon!'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-6576173359838503770</id><published>2009-11-16T12:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:46:35.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running with dogs...hhmmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/SwGYUXxvFHI/AAAAAAAAABA/rl3-ppXmYWo/s1600/Ginger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404768503568733298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/SwGYUXxvFHI/AAAAAAAAABA/rl3-ppXmYWo/s320/Ginger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I took the dog for a walk last night. I decided I would try a little jog around my development. I haven't run/jogged since the race because of my hip so I wanted to start with a light jog. I've read in different magazines about the benefits of running with a dog. Many breeds are good running companions. I have a miniature &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pinscher&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Minpins&lt;/span&gt; do not fall into the good running companion category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My development is about 0.88 mile around. I let Ginger pee and then started off on a nice easy jog. Stop to pee. Jog. Stop to sniff mailbox, pee again. Jog. A leaf blew by, try to catch it. Do you see where this is going? (or not going &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;). Another mailbox, pee. There are 55 houses in my development, that's a lot of mailboxes. She has to be empty by now. She is 15 pounds of muscle. When she throws on the brakes, she can actually pull me to a dead stop. She does not stay on one side and will frequently cross over in front of me. This landed me on my knees and her yelping when I tripped over her and got tangled in the leash. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Caesar&lt;/span&gt; where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get about .5 mile at one time. My hip did not hurt during the jog, still twinges when I sit and sleep on it. Hopefully I can get to the gym today (contractors working in my basement).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking at 5K Turkey Trots to do one. There are two coming up that are close to me. HOWEVER, I work 12 hour night shifts and both of these runs are the morning after a 12 hour shift. Don't know if I'm ready for that :) We'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah! I got to gym. I was able to do 1/2 hour on the elliptical and run 1.5 miles at 4.0. No pain when running but a little twingy after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news on the floor in the family room that's been on backorder from Lowe's forever. I had my basement contractor give me an estimate and the flooring place that he deals with has the same floor and can get it to us in less than a week. We are also SAVING $1000.00 woohoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-6576173359838503770?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/6576173359838503770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/11/running-with-dogshhmmm.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/6576173359838503770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/6576173359838503770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/11/running-with-dogshhmmm.html' title='Running with dogs...hhmmm.'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/SwGYUXxvFHI/AAAAAAAAABA/rl3-ppXmYWo/s72-c/Ginger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-1237588373025049929</id><published>2009-11-15T19:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:24:47.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Day...</title><content type='html'>Did anyone get the license plate of the truck that hit me, backed up and did it again? I felt pretty good the night of the race. I woke up Monday morning and my eyes were sealed shut, nose stuffed and running at the same time (how does that happen?)  Chest was tight. I got out of bed and almost hit the floor. My calves had learned 2 more languages during the night and were letting me know in no uncertain terms that they were pissed! I felt like I had rocks in my calves. Wait, there is a new pain. My right hip was killing me. I never had hip problems before. Great, I run my first 10K and now I need a hip replacement. I could barely walk that day or the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "cold" lasted another week and a half. My calves were okay by day 3. My hip, however, is still making its presence known. I can walk and bend over now, but sleeping on it or crossing my legs while sitting is still very painful 2 weeks out. I haven't been to the gym since the run and plan on heading back tomorrow for a slow restart. I plan to be better prepared for my next run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793583985412299798-1237588373025049929?l=imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/feeds/1237588373025049929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/11/next-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/1237588373025049929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793583985412299798/posts/default/1237588373025049929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imnotarunnernoreally.blogspot.com/2009/11/next-day.html' title='The Next Day...'/><author><name>Christina D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06060932696663781665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nyBJsrS7a7I/TEtRt3zduiI/AAAAAAAAADY/vshRnzPCdhA/S220/cropped+mudrun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793583985412299798.post-7871485926927147743</id><published>2009-11-10T21:25:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:41:43.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben Franklin Bridge 10K - November 1, 2009</title><content type='html'>Staring at the ceiling at 3am. It's raining outside. My nose is stuffed up, my chest is tight and it feels like my head is being squeezed. Just great, this was not good. The butterflies in my stomach were morphing into aliens. I was more than a little nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of bed at 6am, dressed in my new running clothes and borrowed black &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Phillies&lt;/span&gt; hat, the girls were locked and loaded (read snug sports bra here), knee brace on, attempted to eat toast with peanut butter (suggested by Chrissy D.) and some yogurt. Not really happening. I took &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dayquil&lt;/span&gt; so I could breathe and found an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;albuterol&lt;/span&gt; inhaler to take with me to open up my lungs. Several texts back and forth from Chrissy. Got good luck from hubby and left with number 577 pinned to my chest. My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt; was planned to play Britney's "3" around the time I should hit each new mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have taken into account the bridge closing traffic. I only live 12 minutes from the bridge. It took me 50 minutes to get close. Then I was directed into 2 (not 1) full parking lots. I was going to lose Chrissy soon because she was leaving her phone in the car. We were going to meet at the large Campbell's sign at Campbell's Field. The race was to start at 8:30am. When I got to the sign, the runners were being led to the starting line (8 blocks away). I couldn't find Chrissy. My phone rings and its her, she ran back to her car to call me. Meet at the front she says. Who knew there were two large Campbell's signs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we find each other and take off running for the starting line (did you read where we ran for the start?) We get close and see that the race has started and we had to vault over the median on the bridge. Next came a mad dash through all of the walkers. I was trying to get my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iphone&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;itunes&lt;/span&gt;, but the whole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt; flew by and landed on the crappy songs at the end (so much for my carefully timed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we broke through the walkers, and made it half way up the first side of the bridge, I couldn't breathe! I slowed way down and took a hit from the inhaler. Chrissy was shouting words of encouragement. Telling me to breathe in through my nose and out of my mouth. It would help if my nose wasn't stuffed. By &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;midspan&lt;/span&gt; of the bridge, I didn't know if I could do this, my lungs were screaming. Another hit. (How many hits of an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;albuterol&lt;/span&gt; inhaler would cause &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SVT&lt;/span&gt; on an already overworked heart? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;) I told Chrissy to go ahead, don't wait for me. She stayed with me for the first mile and then I made her go. She asked if I was going to be okay. I didn't know how to answer her but nodded yes. With a smile and an "I'm sorry!" the 28 year old took off. What the hell had I gotten myself into, I'm 42 - what made me think I could start running at 42? The crowd started to cheer and I caught a glimpse of the first place finisher blur by me - on the other side of the bridge - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMFG&lt;/span&gt;! A few more people, then a whole military division, carrying the American flag and chanting one of those 1,2,3,4 songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was now over the first incline and coming down to the first water station. Yes, I needed a drink. My mouth was so dry. I make the turn around and see volunteers holding gallon jugs and runners cupping their hands for a drink. Are you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' kidding me, they had run out of cups. I tried the hand cupping thing and ended up with more down the front of me. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back up the Philadelphia side of the bridge. I could feel my face getting red, I took my new Nike jacket off and tied it around my hips. I spotted a photographer at the top of the bridge and smiled and waved like nothing was wrong as I passed by. (I later purchased this pic, cause it looked pretty good :) Over the hump and downhill now. Can I do this? I saw that I was way behind my recent bridge times when I ran the pedestrian walk. I was doing this just to finish. Just to say that I could. However, it was very disconcerting to look over the bridge into the Field and see the winners already finished. First place was not in jeopardy, but I did not want to be last. That was for Lorraine. I saw on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt; that an 80 year old woman named Lorraine had completed the race several years now, almost always in last place. You go girl. I was looking for Lorraine. I had joked that I would be run buddies with her. I had given myself 1 1/2 hours to do this, because after all, I was not a runner. Chrissy said "one hour" and I told her her good luck with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exiting the bridge, I passed by 8 Rutgers students screaming encouragement and telling me "go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Phillies&lt;/span&gt; hat." 3.1 miles down, 3.1 miles to go. The next water station actually had cups, but when I tried to drink it - I almost choked myself. Volunteers lined the way screaming encouragement - they really helped. Forced me to smile and give a thumbs up and pick up a little energy. I'd like to thank the cops who directed traffic with cigarettes dangling from there mouths, clapping an cheering for us - thanks for that big lungful of smoke - really needed that. Another hit. I actually ran between miles 4 and 5 in less than 12 minutes (read really fast for me) and knew I should probably slow down a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next mile was the longest in history. We also ran through a an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AFL&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CIO&lt;/span&gt; convention. The people waiting to get into the Center were cheering for us. I turned into what looked like a back alley and saw the Navy ships. One more mile, I could do this! I passed by a blind man being directed by his son from behind. The son was riding a bike. I also passed by a little boy with his father(?). I later found out that he was 6 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold wind was blowing - it was 51 degrees. The rain had stopped at the starting line, but my feet were soaked. Not too badly. I was taking inventory. Calves were okay, shins okay, ankles okay. Just the breathing was given me trouble. I spotted Campbell's Field. A couple of turns through the parking lot - dodging cars full of runners who were done and leaving. I turned into Campbell's Field and was overwhelmed emotionally. I almost started crying. I spotted Chrissy behind the finish line cheering me on. I looked up and saw that I was coming in at 1hour and 27 minutes. I actually beat the time I gave myself! (The chip time came back at 1:25.14 - even &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' better!!!) I put the finishers' medal around my neck - I did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said goodbye to Chrissy after she told me I could do the Broad Street 10 miler in May with her now - what's another 4 miles? I drove home all proud of myself. I couldn't wait to show my family my medal. Well, hubby was at the gym, my oldest was still in bed and my youngest comes up to me, wrinkles his nose and says "you smell funny." Yep, I did it!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Lorraine was there and she finished last. 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