Hey guys, I’m working hard on the new 5K Bridge to 10K podcast. I’ve been working on it for hours at a time. I have most of the music picked out (I used many of your suggestions), and all of the weekly tips researched and written out. Now I have to get all of the timing right, with the different days and routines…making sure it all makes sense, especially since I created my own 10K training program. When I get in the studio to record, it should be smooth sailing. I think you will really enjoy the finished product. Anyway, there hasn’t been a lot of time left for blogging. Although, I constantly think of new things to mention like Nyah only eating the dark colored beef flavored dog food pellets, and spitting the light ones on the floor, or my continuous battle against the bulge….But, I do realize that I do have to sleep….at least a little bit. But, the podcast totally doesn’t feel like work, I have so much fun creating something that will help people all of the world (literally) accomplish their running goals. I just wanted to check in. I’m supposed to be doing an early morning 5:30 AM Wednesday walk with my Best Friend. “Suppose” being the operative word….We’ll see!
I wanted to tell you guys about the charity mouse race on Saturday but, I never got around to it. However, this morning, I was walking to my car and stepped on a rusted wire clothes hanger outside. It did not cut or a scrape me, it actually went into my foot and I had to pull it out. I took off my bloody flip-flop sandal, and put on my law firm appropriate shoes I had left in my car. When I hobbled into the office, I immediately Googled “tetanus” and saw this picture
that totally freaked me out, I literally screamed out loud at my desk. Anyway, I’m okay, I guess…because I got a tetanus shot back around 2006. So, I said all that to say, I couldn’t go on my weekly Wednesday walk with my Best Friend with a little hole in my foot.
So, while watching Knocked Up
, for the hundredth time (it’s still funny!), I decided to blog about the mouse race on Saturday. Me, Mr. Man and my sisters saw signs pointing us to the right building. 
Once inside there were these cute Luau decorations and even giant paper mouse cut outs with flowers. I told the director guy that I was a little creeped out about the mice, and he jokingly said they had an “incident” last year, but it “shouldn’t” happen again today. ……hmmmmm I was still nervous about all of this so, I had my Little sister go ask the lady how it all was going to work, because she’s 16, so I figured she would look less dumb asking questions. The Hawaiian themed dinner was served first and then put away before the mice came out. I guess that made the most sense. Then we got poker chips and a bid card with a list of all the names of the different mice in each race.
For the first race, I bid on Mickey. How could Mickey Mouse not win a mouse race? Well, he didn’t and I lost about 4 bucks. But, it was so much fun though, we all huddled around the enclosed little race track and 
cheered for the mouse we put money on. When they opened the mini doors, sometimes the mice run take off running straight to the finish line, and some would stop, while others would actually turn around and go the wrong way! It was hilarious we had a fun time. There was an open bar, so some people there had a “really” good time. But, the funniest part of the whole night was the silent auction, when my Big Little sister ran up during the last 30 seconds and put a bid on a Spa Package and won it for about half price of it’s worth. She was so excited, planning out her spa day massage, but we were both curious as to why we had never heard of the place. So, she gets her pretty gold envelope, and opens it only to find that I was for a Pet Salon and Spa! There were pics of little dogs in bows. OMG, it was so funny! She doesn’t even have a dog. She got her money back and let the lady whose name was on the list before her have it. At the end of the night, I e
nded up losing about $20, but it was for charity, and totally worth the fun & being able to say I survived a real mouse race!
I know that I promised everyone that I was going to start my 5K to 10K podcast this summer. I can’t believe school is about to start already which means “summer” is almost over! I would love your suggestions for what songs really help you during a workout or a run. I usually try to put a little 80′s , and little pop/rock, top 40′s songs, a little rap, and a cool down in each week. Please list your suggestions below in the comments. Put both the Song Title and Artist, and I’ll check it out. All of your input is appreciated, because I’m doing it you guys! I hope to be in the studio within the next week or so. Have a great weekend. And of course Happy Running!
Everyday, I check my blog stats, I can see how many people stop by, and look at what they type in the search engine that directs them to my web page. It’ s usually the same stuff like “Carli Running” or “Couch to 5K podcast” or “How do you get in shape running?” But today, Oh my goodness I got the best laugh! Somebody searched online and typed “Does Joel Osteen
wear a weave?” and found my RunningIntoShape site! That was so freaking hilarious. I love the motivational preacher Joel Osteen and I love my hair weave. But I promise, there are no posts about Joel Osteen’s hair here. His hair is always fabulous, but I seriously doubt that it’s “weave.” However, I did get a new weave on Saturday, and I love it. Check out my bathroom shot of my new hair do! I’m still laughing. By the way, I did work out today, running and the elliptical, but it’s super late, so I’ll give the details tomorrow. I just had to share my funny story. Later!
I saw such an interesting article about a lady who wrote in asking if she was “Too Big for Love”. My opinion is that, You’re only too Big for a man to love you if you think you’re too big. Even though I might sometimes feel self-conscience about my extra fat roll or stretch marks, I don’t carry that around with me. Most guys think I’m super-confident with the way I dress and carry myself. I say fake it, pretend like you’re confident and no guy will know the difference. I’ve went on a couple more dates with the new guy, I even got 3 more white roses on our 3rd date! Is this real? Somebody pinch me. LOL! Anyway, here is a link to the article. http://lifestyle.msn.com/relationships/article.aspx?cp-documentid=23154077>1=32023#atoolb
Wow! Today was such as awesome experience. I went to the gun shooting range with my Big Little Sister. I always wanted to go for the experience. It was amazing…. At first it was so scary. I didn’t even want to get close to the glass counter with guns. I don’t think that I had seen a real gun that close before. I was surprised that they even had little pink girly ones.
When the class started, the guy explained that the best safety is using your head, and not keeping your finger on the trigger. For the first part of the 3 hour course we went through the paperwork and learned the terminology and parts of the handguns. During the second hour we actually held them and learned how they work. It was so weird. Much heavier than I thought it would be. (does this count as arm exercise? Doubt it!)
Anyway, TV makes it look so easy to cock a gun. It pinched my finger, and it pinched my sister and even drew blood! It’s definitely something that takes practice. The teacher was a retired cop, he was fantastic. He said learning to use a gun is like learning to drive a car, you’re scared and move 3 miles an hour and think everyone is going to hit you and then after a while you’re driving and talking on the phone and eating. Once we handled them and learned how not to break our fingers, we went to the actually shooting gallery. We put on our protective headphones and glasses. Everyone sort of steered away from the crazy looking gold-tooth chick who looked like she already knew who she wanted to shoot. We started small with a .22 revolver and an automatic. I was shocked at how good a shot I was. When the hot shell popped back at me and landed on my shirt, and I understood why the glasses were necessary. Then we shot the .38 and lastly the huge automatic .45 pistol. When that gun shot off and that big burst of fire was arms length from my face, I felt a rush and spun around and screamed WHOA!!!! … “Watch It!” the teacher exclaimed as I had quickly forgotten that I was pointing a loaded gun in his direction. I turned back around and shot the last 4 bullets. It was exhilarating, you feel so much power. Some of the ladies in the class were too scared to even try the .45. Overall, I did pretty good to have not even seen a gun before today. I put one in the target’s head just to see how accurate I was.
My sister was freakishly good, as she often is at stuff like this. The instructor told her He’ll make sure he stays on her good side. We had great time trying something new. I know this is completely different from the cool mellow groove from last night. But, hey I’m just living life. Don’t worry, I had fun, but I’m not going to trade in running for gun practice, or races for hunting. I don’t think I’ll ever even own a gun, because I don’t want the responsibility of anyone or anything’s life on my hands. Well, I have a busy holiday weekend planned. I might even have a date..…Ouuuuu! I’ll keep you posted.
Well in my mind I’m famous…. I got to cross off something on my goals list. “Be in the Newspaper”… I thought I might be featured the local St. Louis newspaper one day, but I never imagined that I would touch people in other countries. One of my readers who is also a Couch to 5k runner wrote a Canadian newspaper article about my blog and my podcasts. I was so shocked and honored. I don’t know where the link is to the article, so I just put the text here for you guys to read. Enjoy.
Running into Shape
By Amy Woolvett
THE COAST GUARD
NovaNewsNow.com
Psst! I have a secret to share…exercising on a regular bases really, truly works!
I can’t believe it. What is with the huge diet industries’ shakes, pills, nips and tucks, up then down then back up again craziness that is pushed on a daily bases through advertisements to everyone within reach of a magazine, remote control or mouse pad?
They make you believe that weight loss is a magic formula that you cannot possibly achieve on your own.
I am down 15 pounds (insert cheers here) and feel fantastic. In exchange for these pounds of fat I just have to get moving for 30 minutes three times a week.
Lately I have been doing what I never ever thought I would do before and that is jogging.
Actually it is more wogging at this point, as it is not completely jogging.
I am on week four of a nine-week program that is called couch to 5k.
In nine weeks it turns you from a couch potato (me) into a runner who can easily run 5k in 25 minutes without absolutely dying or causing injury to yourself.
There are a few reasons why I really like this program.
One, I’ve already lost weight four weeks in and can see a bit of shape emerging from the jelly (I don’t think your ready for this jelly-Bootylicious song in week three podcast).
Two, there are a huge assortment of podcasts for the couch to 5k program that has killer music to keep you upbeat and going.
I like to download podcasts from runningintoshape.com because the music fits perfectly my mood while running and changes every week, just to stir it up a bit.
O.K. so basically the program will start the first week with a five-minute warm-up of brisk (no strolling) walking. Suddenly a voice will break through the beats of the podcast to let you know it’s time for a 90 second run. Then again for a two-minute walk. It will progress this way until 20 minutes have passed and then a five-minute cool down period.
The next week will up your pace a bit so that its three minutes walking, three minutes jogging, 90 seconds walking, 90 seconds jogging.
Intervals are the name of the game for this until you’ve worked yourself up to 5k without missing a beat.
I mostly do this alone but lately have been wogging (walk-jogging) with a friend. We synchronize our podcasts right before we leave (I know…such nerds) and away we go.
I thought I’d go easy on her and go back to week one but she turned out kicking my but because her long legs made my pace twice as quick as it was. She ran with the grace of a gazelle while I felt like the chubby three year old trying to keep up with daddy. I was sweaty and sore and felt I couldn’t possibly continue to the end, but I did and felt fantastic.
There really is something to the endorphins and exercising connection. It’s a very annoying thing to run into when you are not exercising (you know the peppy hand clapping girl you just want to shove into the mud). But I do feel great the rest of the day and even (gasp) look forward to the next run. (Feel free to push me into the mud if I get too peppy and annoying).
The thing is anyone can do this. It doesn’t take a fancy gym or any special equipment. We all have the ability to run, a good pair of shoes and for the girls a good bra is all you need to get going.
Lets hope the scales keep dropping their numbers as I feel great and get running into shape.
