Today was my last long run before the big 13.1. Thursday I get on the plane, and Sunday I put on my finest Minnie Mouse ears and run. I did 10 miles in 1:59:26. My Nike+ seemed to be back on track after last week recording that I ran 10 miles in 1:31:32, and ran one of my miles in 5:43. Just call me Uta Pippig! In reality, I have never broken a 10 minute mile, nevermind half of that, so last week's alleged 10 mile run was really only about 8. This week's run was far more realistic (and painful). I hope to be able to walk down a flight of stairs in less than 10 minutes by Monday!
Luckily this time, there was nothing so tempting on the television screen at the gym today. Two weeks ago when I was running 8 miles, there was a Phantom Gourmet marathon on one of the televisions. I was Bugs Bunny, chasing the carrot on the stick.
There are two parts to losing weight: diet and excerise. As somebody who has had two motivational interviewing trainings in the last week, I'm hyper-aware of the stages of change. I'll let you guess which stage of change I'm in for each of these issues! Lets put it this way, I've been obsessing over where to eat my post-race meal for about a month (I've settled on the Rose and Crowne Pub in Epcot in case anybody was wondering. No good brunch places at Disney World). So while my eating habits have improved considerably, I still crave bread, cake and eggs, the three food groups of the Brickman clan. I have however, gotten better at resisting. Tonight was not one of those nights! As I write this, I'm enjoying a little sundae from Friendly's as a reward for finishing 10 miles! Nice and melty, and very Brickman. And no, I didn't put it in the microwave this time.
Very clever starting the first sentence of this post with a rhyme. I was immediately hooked to read more after that! I'm a sucker for a good rhyme.
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