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LONGEST TREADMILL RUN...EVER

LONGEST TREADMILL RUN...EVER

    Last blog post of 2017. When I started blogging again waaaaaay back in October I wasn't sure how long I would keep it up, or if I would even enjoy it as much as did when I first started way back in 2014. Well, here we are some 2 1/2 months later and I can honestly say that getting back into blogging is probably one of the best decisions I made in 2017. And trust me, there weren't a whole lot of good/decent/not that terrible decisions to choose from. It's only fitting that we ended 2017 by accomplishing the huge/big/scary/intimidating milestone of running more than 6 miles on the treadmill (or dreadmill as I like to call it!). And yeah I know when you've run 9 miles at a crack outside with at least a thousand obstacles along your route running 6.5 miles on a treadmill in under an hour doesn't sound that hard....BUT IS SO IS.

    And, no I didn't switch back to just putting my Ipod on shuffle for this groundbreaking run. I stuck to what I knew would motivate me most, and get me through all the shitty moments when I felt like giving up...my tried and true T-Swift playlist. Yeah, I may have virtually every song off her latest album memorized, but when a really good one comes on (like 'Getaway Car' or 'Gorgeous') it never fails to get me pumped up and feeling like I am capable of anything and everything. And that's exactly what I needed this morning, because from the very first mile things were looking rough. Yesterday's leg day took way more out of me that I thought, and surprise, surprise, me legs were in no mood to push the pace at 5:45 this morning. On top of the post leg day soreness, I was already getting side stitches when I was only a mile or so into my run...and I swear to God all this treadmill running is giving me shin splints.

    However, I focused on what I could control on this run instead of what I couldn't control (aka how shitty I was feeling physically). I really paid attention to my form, and made valiant effort to run tall and proud and use my little arms to propel me along when I felt me legs wanting to give out. I tried to pretend that I wasn't stuck running on the treadmill and that their was zero snow on the ground and it wasn't below zero outside. I stuck to my game plan of slowly increasing my speed each mile, and waiting until that final mile to really kick things into gear speed-wise. And before I knew it, we were approaching the 6 mile mark and I didn't feel like I was dying or like I couldn't physically keep up pace wise. In fact, all throughout the latter 3 miles of my run I continued to be shocked by just how good (definitely not easy!) running 9:00 min/miles or less felt. Like, damn, if I hadn't felt so shitty early on I so could have pushed the pace more at the start.

    And with that, 2017 is coming to a close...so I guess now would be the appropriate time to reflect on my goals and what I want to accomplish in the coming year. For starters, this whole half-marathon training has gone way better than expected. Yeah, I've had a few falls here and there. But, for the most part, things have gone rather smoothly. I haven't had to take any unplanned time off from running, and I haven't had to go to the chiropractor with any hip issues since last summer. I don't know if I'll ever be able to accomplish my goal of getting "big arms," mostly because there really is no way to know when I've really gotten there....but I have definitely gotten stronger and increased the weights I'm doing in the gym, so I'll count that as a win. I think blogging consistently over these last several months is also a huge victory, because who in their right mind wants to blog about the really personal stuff going on in their life or all the failures and shitty body image days. No one, that's who. But, for me, doing that is so therupeutic and I figure it's got to help or entertain at least some of you people that read this thing...right?

    I know what y'all are thinking right about now, what about the non-fitness related goals that you set...cause we all know you set them (aka there is proof out there on the Internet and the Internet never lies)?! Well, let me tell ya, I failed big time at the majority of those goals, so why even go there at this point? I know exactly why I failed, but unless someone is going to loan me their time machine so I can go back and fix every single poor decision I've made in regards to these goals over the past year, there's literally no point in over analyzing these mistakes any more than I already have. I at least semi know what I want to do with my life after college and the idea of no longer being single doesn't scare this shit out of me...so progress?!

    So, 2018 goals...we should probably set some specific and attainable ones. And probably not put them online for any random person to read/judge/ask me about in real life...but what would be the fun in that?

  1. Bench 130
  2. Squat 160
  3. Run 13.1 miles in under an hour
  4. Get my dream job
  5. Re-read the Harry Potter series...because why not?!
  6. Move into my own place
  7. Dumbell Bench 50 lbs
  8. Leg Press 300
  9. Consistently run 35-50 miles a week
  10. De hecho, tengo las agallas de preguntarle a alguien que me gusta
    There you have it, Caitlyn's 2018 goals...which I'm sure will change at least a million times over the course of the coming year. One thing's for sure, all of these goals are within my reach if I just believe in myself and actually put forth some effort. Still shocked at how little progress a made towards Goal 2 considering I put in at least 1-2% effort inconsistently.
2018...THE YEAR OF YES

2018...THE YEAR OF YES

go, Go, GO.

go, Go, GO.