Canada's cruel and inhumane seal hunt began today. Before it's over, 1/4 of a million baby seals -- many less than 3 months old -- will be slaughtered for their pelts.
If you are as outraged as I am, please visit this site -- http://www.stopthesealhunt.ca/site/c.jhKSIZPzEmE/b.2607991/k.B25F/Stop_the_Seal_Hunt__300000_Actions_for_300000_Seals.htm -- and take action by sending an email to Canada's legislature or prime minister.
Thank you.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Cramming for Broad Street
Here's a really bad idea.
Don't run at all for two weeks. Then run intervals on a Saturday (3 or so miles) and then a 5K on Sunday.
Then don't run again for another 12 days. Then run four times in a week!
Um, yeah. HELLO, hamstrings!!! Yeeeeoooooowwwwwccch!!! Last night my hamstrings were so sore I swear you could have produced sound from them if you tried to play them like a cello. Not even joking about that. :)
Here are the four running workouts, fort hose interested.
#1
5.4 miles basically at tempo pace. I took the first half WAY too fast without realizing it and forced myself to slow down on the way back. Average pace 8:16 per mile.
#2
3.5 easy miles on the treadmill
#3
Speedwork on the track. Oh, the pain! The suffering! The cursing! 5.2 miles total, but that included a slow warmup, 4 x 800 intervals with 400 recoveries in between, and a slow cooldown back home.
#4
5 miles total with 3 miles tempo in the middle. The tempo miles were 7:51, 7:49, and 7:52, and the total workout time was 40:27... a new 5 mile PR! Yeah baby!!
Don't run at all for two weeks. Then run intervals on a Saturday (3 or so miles) and then a 5K on Sunday.
Then don't run again for another 12 days. Then run four times in a week!
Um, yeah. HELLO, hamstrings!!! Yeeeeoooooowwwwwccch!!! Last night my hamstrings were so sore I swear you could have produced sound from them if you tried to play them like a cello. Not even joking about that. :)
Here are the four running workouts, fort hose interested.
#1
5.4 miles basically at tempo pace. I took the first half WAY too fast without realizing it and forced myself to slow down on the way back. Average pace 8:16 per mile.
#2
3.5 easy miles on the treadmill
#3
Speedwork on the track. Oh, the pain! The suffering! The cursing! 5.2 miles total, but that included a slow warmup, 4 x 800 intervals with 400 recoveries in between, and a slow cooldown back home.
#4
5 miles total with 3 miles tempo in the middle. The tempo miles were 7:51, 7:49, and 7:52, and the total workout time was 40:27... a new 5 mile PR! Yeah baby!!
Monday, March 24, 2008
Gosh
It's been a long time. I don't even know where to begin. In the past three weeks, I've lost a very close, dear friend (unexpectedly and MUCH too soon), survived a cancer scare (is there any more beautiful word in the English language than "benign"? I think not!), passed out and broken my nose, and been generally more stressed than ever before. Lots of bad stuff going on. Bad, bad stuff.
That which doesn't kill us makes us stronger, right? At this rate, I'll soon be Arnold fricking Schwarzenegger! :)
That which doesn't kill us makes us stronger, right? At this rate, I'll soon be Arnold fricking Schwarzenegger! :)
Monday, March 3, 2008
Vote for Shaggy!
Miss Shaggy is entered in a pet photo contest through the Humane Society of the United States. Please vote for her!
http://www.spaydayusa.org/rate.html
You can search for Shaggy under Pet Name. This is the pic I entered.
http://www.spaydayusa.org/rate.html
You can search for Shaggy under Pet Name. This is the pic I entered.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Monday's class
I subbed a muscle conditioning class Monday night but taught it like a circuit/interval workout. Here's basically what we did.
5-6 minute warmup (marching, heel taps, step touch, jog in place, etc.)
squats w/ heavy dumbbells
split squats with front foot up on a step, back foot on the floor
repeat squats and split squats
2 minutes jumping jacks
side squats with one heavy dumbbell
deadlifts
repeat side squats and deadlifts
2 minutes jog in place
squats with overhead press with lighter dumbbells
plies with upright row
repeat squats and plies
45 seconds mountain climber
8 pushups
30 seconds mountain climber
10 pushups
20 seconds mountain climber
12 pushups
2 minutes lateral hop
bicep curls with heavier dumbbells
overhead tricep extensions with one heavy dumbbell
repeat biceps and triceps
2 minutes cross-country ski
lateral delt raises with lighter dumbbells
bent-over delt raises
repeat lateral and rear delt raises
2 minutes bicycles
straight-leg pulse crunches
Pilates rollups
repeat pulses and rollups
stretch!
5-6 minute warmup (marching, heel taps, step touch, jog in place, etc.)
squats w/ heavy dumbbells
split squats with front foot up on a step, back foot on the floor
repeat squats and split squats
2 minutes jumping jacks
side squats with one heavy dumbbell
deadlifts
repeat side squats and deadlifts
2 minutes jog in place
squats with overhead press with lighter dumbbells
plies with upright row
repeat squats and plies
45 seconds mountain climber
8 pushups
30 seconds mountain climber
10 pushups
20 seconds mountain climber
12 pushups
2 minutes lateral hop
bicep curls with heavier dumbbells
overhead tricep extensions with one heavy dumbbell
repeat biceps and triceps
2 minutes cross-country ski
lateral delt raises with lighter dumbbells
bent-over delt raises
repeat lateral and rear delt raises
2 minutes bicycles
straight-leg pulse crunches
Pilates rollups
repeat pulses and rollups
stretch!
Cancer? No way.
It can't be. I won't accept it.
Let me backtrack. I went for a routine mammogram on February 11. Nothing major; I'm over 40 (sob!), and I'm supposed to go every year. The mammography place called on February 13 and left a message for me to call back. When I did, they said the radiologist had seen something on my left breast and wanted me to come back in for more scans and possibly ultrasound. The first available appointment was February 20. That's good, right? They didn't rush me in the same day.
When I went back on the 20th, they took four more scans and two ultrasounds. I was there for 2.5 hours! I met with the radiologist, who showed me there's a clear... something... on my left breast. Solid? Liquid? Heck if I know. But there's definitely something there. He sent the results to my primary doc, who called me HIMSELF the next day, worried and very concerned. He's the first person who said the word "lump." The radiology folks kept saying "spot," not "lump." Ugh.
The primary doc referred me to a surgeon. Luckily, they were able to take me right away. I met with him Monday morning with IronHubby. The surgeon recommends a biopsy to see what the lump is made of.
My biopsy is Monday, March 10. And then I won't know any results until 3-5 days after that.
I hate waiting.
In the meantime, I refuse to believe it's anything bad. It's probably a cyst. No big deal. Women deal with this all.the.time. I'm not the first woman to experience this, and I won't be the last.
If it is bad, though, I told IronHubby last night I'm going to Ireland. I *will* meet Bono if it's literally the last thing I do. I'm not joking.
Let me backtrack. I went for a routine mammogram on February 11. Nothing major; I'm over 40 (sob!), and I'm supposed to go every year. The mammography place called on February 13 and left a message for me to call back. When I did, they said the radiologist had seen something on my left breast and wanted me to come back in for more scans and possibly ultrasound. The first available appointment was February 20. That's good, right? They didn't rush me in the same day.
When I went back on the 20th, they took four more scans and two ultrasounds. I was there for 2.5 hours! I met with the radiologist, who showed me there's a clear... something... on my left breast. Solid? Liquid? Heck if I know. But there's definitely something there. He sent the results to my primary doc, who called me HIMSELF the next day, worried and very concerned. He's the first person who said the word "lump." The radiology folks kept saying "spot," not "lump." Ugh.
The primary doc referred me to a surgeon. Luckily, they were able to take me right away. I met with him Monday morning with IronHubby. The surgeon recommends a biopsy to see what the lump is made of.
My biopsy is Monday, March 10. And then I won't know any results until 3-5 days after that.
I hate waiting.
In the meantime, I refuse to believe it's anything bad. It's probably a cyst. No big deal. Women deal with this all.the.time. I'm not the first woman to experience this, and I won't be the last.
If it is bad, though, I told IronHubby last night I'm going to Ireland. I *will* meet Bono if it's literally the last thing I do. I'm not joking.
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