First, on our way home on Memorial Day, the awesome Heather tweeted about the Runner's World Running Streak. Basically it was a challenge to run at least 1 mile each day from Memorial Day until the 4th of July.
LOVED the idea. So as I determined to do it and mentioned it to my hubby. Much to my surprise he said he would do it with me?! Yay!! I have been trying to get him to run with me for a while.
Now lest you start to think that I'm some uber-awesome runner (like Heather), let's make it clear that I am NOT. Last year I started the couch-to-5k and it was brutal. I completed it, and then knee, hip and shin pain made me shy away from running.
This spring I decided I wanted to run a 5k. But Mrs. "Set's the Bar" too high started a training plan for a 10k and it was aggressive. I was at the 5.0 mi mark, struggling, but determined to keep pushing through, when I twisted my ankle on the stairs one day, 2 weeks out from the race I was planning to run, and I was completely discouraged and bowed out.
But, I was actually relieved! Goals and charts and 1 mile increases each week were too much for this novice. And while I wish I had run the 5k, I was glad to be off that training schedule.
I have to admit these 1 mile runs have re-fueled this new love of running I had established, before I got ambitious.
Second, the lovely Robin at fitmixer challenged me to do a Wall Stand Letter L in this week's bootcamp. When I watched the video, I literally laughed out loud. Are you kidding me??! And she made it look so effortless! But I wasn't fooled. I knew that was no small feat.
But it was a challenge. IT WAS ON! It wasn't the prettiest thing, but I did it. That is all. I did it.
She also wanted us to do Wall Kick Ups, but all I got done were some donkey kicks. Sorry Robin. Baby steps here, baby steps.
Little man decided to join in on the fun too:
Yeah, he did it like 15 times. Show off.
Hubby joined in too. He was determined to do a handstand. He did really great too.
So now you're wondering. How did the hubby get broken?
Wednesday's bootcamp was the Ancient Pyramid (don't you love these names?). It looked like this:
After our run, I told him I was going to go do the bootcamp workout. He said he would do it too. Wow!
So we are doing well. Working out side by side. A COMPLETE first. It was great. Yes, he was sweating buckets. I was at a distinct glow. No shocker there. And we got to the top of Everest. Sweet! I tell him, now we work back down.
Except when I looked over at him, he had this strange look on his face. He was breathing hard. And he looked kind of......GREEN.
Keep going, he said, as he walked away.
I kept going, and going, and going. And then I finished.
It finally occurred to me that MAYBE I should check on him.
I found him in the bathroom, sitting on the floor.
Hubby lost his cookies trying to do the Bootcamp!
|Sympathy from the boy. I think he's praying for him here?...|
As much as I sympathized with him, 'cause it is NOT easy, despite how easy Robin makes it look....I think we've established that...I was feeling FIERCE!
I could physically do something that HE couldn't! WHAT?!!!
You have to know, that up until a few years ago, with work, kiddies etc, he has been THE athlete in this pair. Basketball, Baseball, Football - you name it, he rocked it.
So this was a huge moment for ME! Yeah, not a highlight for my man. But HUGE for ME!
Robin has also encouraged us to speak positively to ourselves. And I have to admit I have had LOTS of negative mind speak throughout my weight struggles.
But my a-ha moment in this story was this: I am a STRONG, FIT, WOMAN! I can't compare myself to other great fit athletic types. In that regard, I am no where close. But compared to where I started :
I am GREATLY improved.
Oh yeah. I am going to marinate on that one a while. And try not to gloat about out doing the hubby.
I said try....