<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-7111519106417906153</id><updated>2026-03-04T12:08:33.806-08:00</updated><category term="treadmill"/><category term="Breastfeeding"/><category term="Morton&#39;s Neuroma"/><category term="running"/><category term="5k"/><category term="Des Moines"/><category term="Miss Iowa"/><category term="Miss Teen Iowa"/><category term="Non-Runner&#39;s Marathon Trainer"/><category term="The Runner&#39;s Flat"/><category term="University of Northern Iowa"/><category term="Wii"/><category term="Wii Fit"/><category term="body glide"/><category term="lactic acid"/><category term="marathon"/><category term="resolutions"/><category term="shoes"/><category term="track"/><category term="walking"/><title type='text'>She&#39;s Running Amuck</title><subtitle type='html'>Share in my journey from 253 pounds to completing a marathon in less than a year. While juggling a full time job, going to school full time, breastfeeding a newborn and caring for a preschooler and trying to make the husband happy, I will succeed!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081753383077170789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieqq_88qUO_gSG48-98wv65Kk_9ebFrAY4_cm0p1ifjGUntGPk9FIvtl_rATKHlyEGLrwI31Nby6w4UKqwbcKljPj-0jbmpqpvQgOOIcb0R-QrzpjaRHHIAveMwmL_A/s113/*'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111519106417906153.post-4015967679845760850</id><published>2009-03-29T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T07:11:44.137-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="body glide"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Des Moines"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Morton&#39;s Neuroma"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="treadmill"/><title type='text'>She&#39;s run amuck!!!</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve been a little M.I.A. for a while. A million things have been going on. I finally got my new &lt;strong&gt;treadmill&lt;/strong&gt;!!! WOOT WOOT! I&#39;m going to be setting it up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m running a 5k mud run in May with a friend and her mother. Her mother ran a 5k yesterday but I was in Des Moines otherwise I would have, too. I&#39;m at a scrapbooking retreat w/ a bunch of friends that we do twice a year. I didn&#39;t get much accomplished--maybe 6 layouts. I spent most of my time shopping at Jordan Creek mall. I blew $400 :S  I had to get some career clothes for work because I&#39;ve been wearing my maternity clothes ((still)).&lt;br /&gt; At least I stopped at Scheel&#39;s and got &lt;strong&gt;Body Glide&lt;/strong&gt;!!! WOOO! I wore my new stilettos to the mall and got major blisters, so I&#39;ll definitely need the body glide. My Morton&#39;s Neuroma was killlling me in them::( I had planned on doing some running while I was here, but now I can&#39;t because of my huge blisters. excuses excuses!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I&#39;d better get back to my packing up and head home. More next week after finals!&lt;br /&gt;-Kate</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4015967679845760850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/shes-run-amuck.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/4015967679845760850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/4015967679845760850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2009/03/shes-run-amuck.html' title='She&#39;s run amuck!!!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081753383077170789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieqq_88qUO_gSG48-98wv65Kk_9ebFrAY4_cm0p1ifjGUntGPk9FIvtl_rATKHlyEGLrwI31Nby6w4UKqwbcKljPj-0jbmpqpvQgOOIcb0R-QrzpjaRHHIAveMwmL_A/s113/*'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111519106417906153.post-8079664694643424984</id><published>2009-01-22T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:59:49.099-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="resolutions"/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TG9VnhASn8E/SXlBVdoaxQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/sTwjBt3Rblk/s1600-h/s209101389_30852959_7903.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 130px;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TG9VnhASn8E/SXlBVdoaxQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/sTwjBt3Rblk/s400/s209101389_30852959_7903.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294334673937941762&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so it&#39;s about time.&lt;br /&gt;1. Be &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;thin, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; (photo shoot done Freshman year of college in fall 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get a new treadmill and USE it on days that the weather is too crappy to run outside (ice, dangerous heat, dangerous cold, lightning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Put $25 away each paycheck for each of the girls&#39; 529 plans, and $10 each paycheck into the vacation fund&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Start getting more sleep. That, and eventually start sleeping in the bed. Now that Kennedy is sleeping longer it doesn&#39;t make any sense for me to continue sleeping on the couch. I have the BEST bed. &lt;--Sleep Number 7000 (I used to work for Select Comfort)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Get on the President&#39;s List, again (4 times already! woot woot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Breastfeed Kennedy for at least 18 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Figure out how to run trails w/ my Forerunner 405. I can kind of work it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Dig the jogging stroller out of the garage and run with the girls...weather permitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Spend more time on the important things, and quit wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Be a better employee. I&#39;m really good at what I do, but I could always be better. I will get my FLMI (a LOMA) this year, and work on more leadership projects.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8079664694643424984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolutions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/8079664694643424984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/8079664694643424984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081753383077170789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieqq_88qUO_gSG48-98wv65Kk_9ebFrAY4_cm0p1ifjGUntGPk9FIvtl_rATKHlyEGLrwI31Nby6w4UKqwbcKljPj-0jbmpqpvQgOOIcb0R-QrzpjaRHHIAveMwmL_A/s113/*'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TG9VnhASn8E/SXlBVdoaxQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/sTwjBt3Rblk/s72-c/s209101389_30852959_7903.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111519106417906153.post-1325734404457978419</id><published>2009-01-21T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:50:41.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>So I didn&#39;t get a chance to post my resolutions. My baby got RSV and so we had to take her to the hospital, and I&#39;ve been in and out of work because of it for the last two weeks. Ryan started 2nd shift this week, so I get to see him for 10 minutes in the morning before I leave for work, then during the day on Saturday before he goes to work then all day Sunday I see him. I never realized how much I would miss him being here with me. It really hits me when the girls are in bed, and the house is quiet. This is usually when Ryan and I sit together on the couch watching House, Damages, American Idol or The Biggest Loser. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;The belt keeps slipping on my dreadmill. I want to get a new one. The one I&#39;m looking at is the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nordictrack.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/Product2_12401_10301_79646_-1_19051&quot;&gt;Nordick Track Elite 7500&lt;/a&gt;. I won&#39;t be able to buy it for at least another 2 weeks or so because that&#39;s when my big paycheck comes in. I found it&#39;s virtually impossible to run on the treadmill upstairs now that Ryan is on 2nd shift because the only time is when the girls are in bed...and I just don&#39;t feel comfortable not being able to hear them downstairs. I&#39;m going to try and run in the morning before Ryan gets up, so that&#39;ll be around 6am. We&#39;ll see how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh before I forget I found a really cool website!! &lt;a href=&quot;http://music-map.com&quot;&gt;Music-Map&lt;/a&gt; is a place where you can enter an artist, and it shows you a bunch of different artists that are similar sounding. I LOVE it!!! Especially since I have a new love affair with Iron &amp;amp; Wine!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I&#39;m off to bed. Goodnight!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1325734404457978419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/lonely.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/1325734404457978419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/1325734404457978419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081753383077170789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieqq_88qUO_gSG48-98wv65Kk_9ebFrAY4_cm0p1ifjGUntGPk9FIvtl_rATKHlyEGLrwI31Nby6w4UKqwbcKljPj-0jbmpqpvQgOOIcb0R-QrzpjaRHHIAveMwmL_A/s113/*'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111519106417906153.post-9096548751744691689</id><published>2009-01-04T20:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:38:50.934-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="treadmill"/><title type='text'>Mind games</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaChSnWYLPCR9OLopvVsZ1eT2tahIhp3IBsUxUQ86rrE_yDloaemykWV-jMVCqQYCeTve6r-rXKayDjyoq2Gn_DTZ6yo7mGdUuVBkg6NC51c8mU3ucwXz9Wr3wyvISl2JDBUNCgqGhb5g/s1600-h/036.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaChSnWYLPCR9OLopvVsZ1eT2tahIhp3IBsUxUQ86rrE_yDloaemykWV-jMVCqQYCeTve6r-rXKayDjyoq2Gn_DTZ6yo7mGdUuVBkg6NC51c8mU3ucwXz9Wr3wyvISl2JDBUNCgqGhb5g/s320/036.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287663131001867410&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kennedy the other day doing her exercises--tummy time!!! &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Why oh WHY can&#39;t I look that stinkin cute while being that chubby?&lt;/span&gt; lol!! LOVE her!!! She&#39;s going to be 16 weeks old on Tuesday. Where oh where does time go?&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I was walking on the treadmill and things were going great. For the most part I kept looking straight ahead so that I wouldn&#39;t look down at the display to see the time. I looked at about 8 minutes, 16 minutes, and the last I looked was around 20 minutes. Sometime in-between 20 minutes and maybe 25 or more I accidentally hit the clear button with my hand. I was so mad at myself!!! So I just hopped off and I was done for the night. I had gone probably 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I used a lot of mental games while I was on. My feet hurt quite a bit, so I kept telling myself it didn&#39;t matter. I kept doubting myself. Thinking, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;what the hell am I doing? &lt;/span&gt;But then I remember I need to tell myself I AM a marathoner. I AM a runner. I CAN DO THIS! It seems so much easier to do now than it did a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m also noticing that walking across the parking lot into work and to my desk seems a lot easier! YAY!! Before I could feel that my muscles in my legs were really tight and I&#39;d be a little short on breath, but not so much anymore! WOOT WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;I need to do a few resolutions. I will probably blog about those tomorrow night or the next. I also need to get a new treadmill. The one I has is crappy, old, and the belt catches a lot. I&#39;m worried about buying a treadmill I will hate after having spent so much money. I&#39;d spend anywhere from 400-1,000 I&#39;d say. Maybe I can find a new one in a swapsheet after someone has realized they&#39;re not going to stick to their New Year&#39;s resolutions and get it cheaper...hehe:)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta hop in the shower before Kennedy wakes up to nurse. &#39;Nite!&lt;br /&gt;Kate</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/feeds/9096548751744691689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/mind-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/9096548751744691689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/9096548751744691689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2009/01/mind-games.html' title='Mind games'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081753383077170789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieqq_88qUO_gSG48-98wv65Kk_9ebFrAY4_cm0p1ifjGUntGPk9FIvtl_rATKHlyEGLrwI31Nby6w4UKqwbcKljPj-0jbmpqpvQgOOIcb0R-QrzpjaRHHIAveMwmL_A/s113/*'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaChSnWYLPCR9OLopvVsZ1eT2tahIhp3IBsUxUQ86rrE_yDloaemykWV-jMVCqQYCeTve6r-rXKayDjyoq2Gn_DTZ6yo7mGdUuVBkg6NC51c8mU3ucwXz9Wr3wyvISl2JDBUNCgqGhb5g/s72-c/036.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111519106417906153.post-6576161472438130917</id><published>2008-12-30T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:32:41.640-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Breastfeeding"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Runner&#39;s Flat"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="treadmill"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking"/><title type='text'>And another one bites the dust!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;So I finally did it.&lt;/span&gt; I walked thirty minutes at roughly 3.0 (sometimes 3.5, sometimes 2.9)mph at the highest incline (on a five-adjustment treadmill). I took &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/profile/05554609401299091200&quot;&gt;Al&#39;s&lt;/a&gt; advice and listened to music while I was on the treadmill. This made it a little more bearable. I listened to a &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Buckcherry &lt;/span&gt;CD. When I work out I love to have rock music on...I have to find my &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 153, 255);&quot;&gt;Disturbed &lt;/span&gt;CD because that would have made it even more enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;I kept staring at the little display that told me how long I had been on the treadmill. It was driving me &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;crazy &lt;/span&gt;how slow it was going by. Not nearly as slow as when I wasn&#39;t listening to music, but slow enough to irritate me. At around 20 minutes in, I decided that I had to wait two more songs before I would allow myself to look at the display again. So I stared at the wall in front of me and counted the little &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;stupid &lt;/span&gt;rub-on stickers on the wall that the previous renter had put on there and didn&#39;t take off. We don&#39;t use our upstairs for much, so we haven&#39;t bothered to do anything about it. We&#39;re renting the house with the option to buy from my husband&#39;s uncle. It&#39;s a nice four-bedroom, 2-bath house that was built in 1901. Okay, so back to those &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;stupid &lt;/span&gt;little stickers. I had attempted to take them off once, but they weren&#39;t coming off. I&#39;ll probably have to scrape them pretty hard. They&#39;re like little &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;lady bugs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;butterflies&lt;/span&gt;. I think it was the 16 year old&#39;s room. On one wall there were roughly 19 of them.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Ryan if tomorrow night he could figure out how to set up the TV up there. I&#39;ll have to turn the treadmill around so it&#39;s facing the other way. While I was walking I kept the remote in my hand for the CD player and every time one of the slower songs came on I would have to switch the song because then I would catch myself walking slow. Because I was facing away from the entertainment center, I had to kind of twist myself while walking so that I could use the remote to change it.&lt;br /&gt;I could feel in my right foot that my arch was hurting a little bit. My toes didn&#39;t necessarily go numb like they usually do, but they did start to cramp a little bit. And my boobs started to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;hurt&lt;/span&gt;. It had been an hour or so since I nursed Kennedy so I was a little fuller than usual and I think the bra I&#39;m wearing is too small. I bought it in the hospital, it&#39;s a Bravada and it feels really good after I&#39;ve fed her, but otherwise it&#39;s way too small. It&#39;s a 38C, but I think when I&#39;m full I&#39;m more like a medium-large D.&lt;br /&gt;I messaged the owner of &lt;a href=&quot;http://therunnersflat.com&quot;&gt;The Runner&#39;s Flat &lt;/a&gt;on Facebook to see if he knew any moms who nursed while training for a marathon. Hopefully he gets back to me soon, because we face some unique &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;challenges &lt;/span&gt;(long runs??? during the actual marathon??). I remember seeing photos of male runners with bloody shirts from their nipple irritation, I can only &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;imagine &lt;/span&gt;what it&#39;d be like for someone whose nipples are irritated &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;anyway! &lt;/span&gt;OUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;Those measily 30 minutes have been utterly exhausted. I think I&#39;ll indulge myself in a little bit of &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 51);&quot;&gt;Real Housewives of the O.C&lt;/span&gt;. on DVR and go to sleep! Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;Kate</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6576161472438130917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-another-one-bites-dust.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/6576161472438130917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/6576161472438130917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-another-one-bites-dust.html' title='And another one bites the dust!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081753383077170789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieqq_88qUO_gSG48-98wv65Kk_9ebFrAY4_cm0p1ifjGUntGPk9FIvtl_rATKHlyEGLrwI31Nby6w4UKqwbcKljPj-0jbmpqpvQgOOIcb0R-QrzpjaRHHIAveMwmL_A/s113/*'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111519106417906153.post-7688959365206910964</id><published>2008-12-27T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:32:09.701-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Breastfeeding"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lactic acid"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Morton&#39;s Neuroma"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Non-Runner&#39;s Marathon Trainer"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="running"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="treadmill"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wii"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wii Fit"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Whew! What a week! I didn&#39;t get a whole lot of treadmill time in this week, but I did get some other exercise in. I got the family a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Wii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;for Christmas (including &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Wii Fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;), so I&#39;ve been having a lot of fun with that. I rock at boxing--no one can touch me! However, now my shoulders and back are incredibly sore from it. This morning I did roughly 24 minutes of Yoga. My favorite is the warrior pose! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;I made a wonderful ham for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;, and I didn&#39;t eat any pie!! Woot woot! Now if it were a pie I liked, that would have been a completely different story. Ryan&#39;s mom made a pumpkin pie and some yucky chocolate pie with meringue and a graham cracker crust. I asked her not to make one, because I wanted to make an apple pie. I found out two days before that she was bringing them anyway. Yuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Kennedy will be 15 weeks old this Tuesday...I can&#39;t believe it! Where does time go? Another amazing thing is that I&#39;m still nursing! It is so much easier after we get over the &#39;hump&#39;. With Kahri I only nursed her for roughly 6 weeks or so because of latch issues and lack of support. So far with my marathon training it hasn&#39;t seemed to have affected my breastmilk. Supposedly high levels of exercise produces enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;lactic acid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt; to affect the way breastmilk tastes and many babies don&#39;t like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Before getting on the computer I had just got done walking at a good incline (highest setting on a 5-position treadmill) for 20 minutes at 3.2 speed. This may not seem like much, but I burned over 200 calories. Right now I am just trying to get my muscles aclimated to the motion of exercise. I have a week or two to work up to doing 30 minutes of walking, then slowly I incorporate a few minutes of running alternating with walking. At around 6 minutes I wanted to quit. My head was (well, still is)throbbing (I don&#39;t take any meds for headaches only because I can&#39;t ever remember which ones are safe to take while nursing!) and it seemed like the easy thing to do. But then I remembered in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Non-Runner&#39;s Marathon Trainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt; book that any time you start to feel that way, just to say &quot;but it doesn&#39;t matter&quot;. So I said it, and it went away. But then again around 16 minutes I felt that way again because not only my head hurt, but my toes were starting to go numb. I googled this a month or so ago and apparently it&#39;s more-than-likely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Morton&#39;s Neuroma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;. I need to find shoes with a wider box, and buy shoes about a 1/2 inch bigger. If all else fails, I need to see a podiatrist for it. I went another 4 minutes before my head got to be too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t wait to be able to go outside to run instead of inside. Supposedly one is not supposed to listen to music while running (besides obvious safety issues) because you&#39;ll start to sync your tempo with it. That, and a lot of races don&#39;t allow them so it&#39;s best not to get used to running with music. Running on the treadmill is incredibly boring to me. We have a TV with a dish upstairs but I haven&#39;t figured out how to hook it up yet. So I just run in my little corner of the small, square room that also houses the &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 153, 255);&quot;&gt;bowflex&lt;/span&gt;. We had an ice storm today, and now it&#39;s snowing like crazy. And prior to this week temperatures were -30 with windchill (about -12 without). That&#39;s a little too unsafe for me to train in.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this headache will probably go away if I quit looking at this computer screen and get some shut-eye. Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;Kate</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7688959365206910964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2008/12/whew-what-week-i-didnt-get-whole-lot-of.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/7688959365206910964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/7688959365206910964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2008/12/whew-what-week-i-didnt-get-whole-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081753383077170789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieqq_88qUO_gSG48-98wv65Kk_9ebFrAY4_cm0p1ifjGUntGPk9FIvtl_rATKHlyEGLrwI31Nby6w4UKqwbcKljPj-0jbmpqpvQgOOIcb0R-QrzpjaRHHIAveMwmL_A/s113/*'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111519106417906153.post-7987642406700421189</id><published>2008-12-20T22:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:24:40.804-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="5k"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Miss Iowa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Miss Teen Iowa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shoes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="track"/><title type='text'>Obstacles</title><content type='html'>So tonight I put our three year old to bed and then laid our newborn down to sleep. I was upstairs on the treadmill for roughly 10 minutes when my husband yelled up the stairs for me that the baby was awake. Normally he would have put her back to sleep and consoled her for me, but he was busy doing homework. :( I thought to myself &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;Maybe I have taken on too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; But then I just kept thinking about how this is just a minor roadblock and I can always do more tomorrow. After all, I still need to get some better shoes because I could feel my blister on my left heel right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little bit of exercise I&#39;m getting is helping though, because I&#39;m down &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;3.6&lt;/span&gt;lbs since Wednesday--I&#39;m now &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;234.8&lt;/span&gt;lbs! Yeah, yeah...water weight always comes off fastest, but it still feels good!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I suppose I should talk a little bit more about my running history. Or my weight history, for that matter. I&#39;ve always had weight issues. My senior year I was thin (very athletic--155lbs at 5&#39;10&quot;) and I went out for track just because they needed extra people. I did shot put, discus, open 200 and 4X200. I was also a &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;cheerleader&lt;/span&gt;. I was in the best shape of my life. Mind you, this was just in 2004! :) I was a State Finalist for &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Miss Teen Iowa-USA&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Miss Iowa-USA&lt;/span&gt; the summer after graduating high school.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I met a man (who is now my husband) and got pregnant during my 1st semester of college. I gained 85lbs, and lost 60lbs of it 2 years later just in time for our wedding October of 2007. I did run a &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&quot;&gt;5k &lt;/span&gt;at around 210lbs June of 2007 and I finished AND &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;didn&#39;t come in last&lt;/span&gt;!!! Sure, my time was exactly 47 minutes, but I felt good crossing that finish line.&lt;br /&gt;I got pregnant right away after the wedding and gained a little over 60 lbs. So now here I am!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had better be off to bed now. I&#39;m going to try and get up a little earlier so I may get my treadmill time in early.&lt;br /&gt;Kate</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7987642406700421189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2008/12/obstacles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/7987642406700421189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/7987642406700421189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2008/12/obstacles.html' title='Obstacles'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081753383077170789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieqq_88qUO_gSG48-98wv65Kk_9ebFrAY4_cm0p1ifjGUntGPk9FIvtl_rATKHlyEGLrwI31Nby6w4UKqwbcKljPj-0jbmpqpvQgOOIcb0R-QrzpjaRHHIAveMwmL_A/s113/*'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111519106417906153.post-3615499564287739633</id><published>2008-12-18T21:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:42:51.167-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marathon"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="running"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="University of Northern Iowa"/><title type='text'>Couch potato to marathon in under a year</title><content type='html'>I want to run a marathon, and so I&#39;m going to. It&#39;s a little embarrassing even bringing it up to anyone. I keep thinking about what&#39;s going through their heads when I tell them. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A marathon? She&#39;s huge! &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Haven&#39;t you got enough on your plate already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve been longing--searching--for something for a long time. It didn&#39;t click until now. I think it is human nature to want to be more, to test your limits. And that is why I am going to train for and finish a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Why is this so significant? Because those who are even fit sometimes don&#39;t even fathom running a marathon. I am 238.4lbs, and at only 5&#39;10&quot;, I am obese. Sure, I had a baby 13 weeks ago, but I am definitely in no shape. So that&#39;s why I&#39;m starting slow.&lt;br /&gt;There is a marathon class offered every few years at the University of Northern Iowa that is world-renowned. It is very hard to get into, so I bought the book based on the class. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The Non-Runner&#39;s Marathon Trainer&lt;/span&gt;, by David A Whitsett&lt;span class=&quot;ebay&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before beginning my official training program, I have to get to that level. I walked today for 12 minutes at a pretty good incline on my treadmill at 3.0mph. I really need to get different shoes--my toes go numb. I read that&#39;s probably because of the small box on my shoes. I&#39;ll have to go to The Runner&#39;s Flat in Cedar Falls for some shoes. They can video tape how I run and fit me for a good pair of shoes. I just have to get the courage to go in there first. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Isn&#39;t she a little too fat to be training for a marathon?&lt;/span&gt; I added one of the owners on my Facebook. Maybe I&#39;ll send him a message on there in private and explain my situation. After all, he probably is fully aware of the marathon class and the book--since UNI is right in Cedar Falls.&lt;br /&gt;The little bit of walking today has me worn out. I have a blister from my ill-fitting shoes. I should go to bed now because there&#39;s a huge winter storm going on, so I&#39;ll have to leave much earlier for work in the morning. I must get more sleep than I have been! Damn internet...&lt;br /&gt;So, for now, bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;Kate</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3615499564287739633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2008/12/couch-potato-to-marathon-in-under-year.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/3615499564287739633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7111519106417906153/posts/default/3615499564287739633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesrunningamuck.blogspot.com/2008/12/couch-potato-to-marathon-in-under-year.html' title='Couch potato to marathon in under a year'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17081753383077170789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieqq_88qUO_gSG48-98wv65Kk_9ebFrAY4_cm0p1ifjGUntGPk9FIvtl_rATKHlyEGLrwI31Nby6w4UKqwbcKljPj-0jbmpqpvQgOOIcb0R-QrzpjaRHHIAveMwmL_A/s113/*'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>