I got my Run Against Pain bib yesterday. My number is 226 – my birthday – and tomorrow’s gonna mark the first day I make a public declaration of my commitment to my God, my family, and myself to live the life I was destined to live, a life of health and strength. Woot!
OMGosh. I still can’t believe I’m running my first run. Wow.
Today’s weather was perfect running weather, IMHO. Breezy, cool wind, good visibility – it was light out at 5:30am – and not a soul up to see the tub o’ lard huffin’ and puffin’ by.
Today, I ran nine blocks for a total of 5.6 kilometers. I split laps every two kilometers or so, for the following times:
I took a total of 8,100 steps, according to Perry my Pedometer (yeah, it has a name!), with 388 calories burned. Woot!
Based on my calculations and this go-around, I did each kilometer in 9.46 minutes (roughly ten, but that’s faster than my previous prep). I can hypothetically finish eight kilometers in an hour and twenty minutes, which is ten minutes ahead of my previous goal.
Wait, eight kilometers?
Yeah, I thought it was 10. Turns out it was eight. So obviously I need to change the goal. Finish the eight kilometers in an hour and twenty minutes. That’s the goal, but I’m obviously going to try to best that run by going for an hour and fifteen. I think it’s possible, and that’s not too shabby for a 210-lb, 5″6 man joining his first fun run.
God has remained faithful throughout the entire preparation process. I haven’t had cramps, sore back, aching muscles, and – praise Him! – the trots, ew, since I started. In fairness, today’s run was the closest to eight that I’ve done, but I think I did the best I could do under the circumstances.
Tomorrow is my coming out party! I make a declaration to long-term health and fitness! See you all then!
Thanks to a lot of your recommendations, I’m almost done with my playlist for Run Against Pain on Saturday. I’m so excited; I’m sure this mix will keep me going through an hour and thirty minutes! The time’ll just fly by like *snap* THAT!
I’ve put together a great mix of upbeat praise songs – thank God for remixes – as well as a stomping collection of remixes from some of my favorite DJ remixers. (Hello, Hex Hector, Freemasons, and Thunderpuss!). It reads like a gay nightclub playlist – not that there’s anything wrong with gay nightclubs, to paraphrase Seinfeld – but when it comes to beats per minute, no one beats Thunderpuss and Hex Hector, I guess. As for the Freemasons, well, anyone who can redo Work by Kelly Rowland into an international crossover smash is tops in my book. (Wawa naman Michelle Williams, the only Destiny’s Child member to not get a Freemasons remix.)
I’m trying to get a good Disturbia remix, along with some material from the incomparable Martha Wash – when she commands Everybody dance NOW!, I just obey! – for the mix as well, but if I can’t, this playlist will total a little more than an hour and a half, more than enough for the run.
I’m thinking about Run Against Pain’s singlet. It looks like this:
Now that’s a pretty singlet! And orange is one of my favorite colors. The question is, will it be so pretty if it’s being worn by someone who’s terribly fat? LOL
My man-boobs are ginormous, ladies and gentlemen, as is my stomach. If I wore this singlet, I’d be laughed out of the fun run faster than you can say RunAgainstFat.
So here’s my plan: instead of wearing the singlet, I’ll wear a Future Thin Guy shirt! Hahaha! Let’s promote the website! I’ll make the shirt over the week and have it ready to go by Saturday. Number at the front, URL at the back.
If you see me at the fun run, holla!
I was ready for the rains this time! Bwahahaha! I ran with an umbrella! LOL
I extended today’s run to an hour because I don’t have work on Mondays.
I know something’s gone awry with my computations today. I did my chosen block eight times, a total of 7,817 steps, five of those brisk walked, three of those run. I must’ve reformatted my pedometer wrong, because it says I only ran 0.781 kilometers – absolutely idiotic, because I know I ran a total of 5.6 kilometers. Furthermore, it tells me I burned only 39 calories. That’s preposterous! I clocked 57 minutes and 10 seconds for the whole eight block, which means I did each kilometer in 10.17 minutes, which is ridiculous. I know I must’ve done better than that!
At 10.17 minutes per kilometer, I’ll finish the 10K this Saturday in an hour and forty minutes, which is unacceptable!
Tomorrow, I run again. This time, I’ll take a closer look at this pedometer and figure out what I did wrong. I know I ran faster and more efficiently today, so my computations must’ve been waaaaay off course.
Today’s run playlist included:
There was a whole bunch of other songs, but I can’t recall them all right now. Tomorrow, I run again, this time maybe for 45 minutes, depending on what time I get to Grace. By my fourth cycle, it was light out, and I dislike running out in the daytime. It’s the Edward Cullen in me.
