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BACK IN THE DUNGEON

BACK IN THE DUNGEON

    If you've been keeping up on the blog posts you would know that by "dungeon" I am referring to the fitness center in the basement of my college residence hall. And you would know that the sign outside the door has a room number preceded by the letter "D" so who knows, maybe when this place was first built like a million years ago it actually was a dungeon. Wouldn't surprise me one bit, cause that place is creepy as Hell. Especially, when it's 4:45 a.m. and you're the only one in there and the radiators are making a bunch of weird ass noises. The only non-dungeon like aspect of that place is that it's like a thousand degrees in there and there's windows and TVs and other stuff. So, basically to the normal person it looks nothing like a dungeon, unless you're like me and would pick running/lifting pretty much anyplace else over this place. In that case, you'd probably be all for calling this place THE DUNGEON. And what's even worse, is the fact that since it's January and there's all those people who made going to the gym their new years resolution sometimes other people are actually in there at the same time as me which is super weird, cause all I'm thinking is, "Damn where were y'all last semester? Probably still in bed."

    Anyhow, you're all probably dying to know how the first two dungeon workouts of the semester went...or maybe you're not and you just clicked on this post 'cause of the catchy title. If it's the latter, I can 100% guarantee that you won't hurt my feelings if you stop reading right now. Otherwise, let's talk about how running in the dungeon isn't all that bad (plot twist, right?!). I know, I know, I am the biggest complainer when it comes to not being able to run at either Total Body Fitness or outside, but if these first two runs are any indication of whats to come...things won't be that terrible. Since yesterday was my first official dungeon run of 2018, I decided to take things slow and not push myself to run all that fast or far. Plus, yesterday was leg day, so just running 3 miles felt about right. However, I definitely felt like I could have/should have ran faster than 9:50 pace. I started out way too slow, and just kept it slow for some reason...probably because I wasn't especially happy or used to running at 4:45 a.m.

    When I got up this morning I was sure that today's run would be more of the same. The minute I sat down on the floor to stretch out it all hit me at once just how sore I was from that leg workout and running on the shitty dungeon treadmill. I also randomly decided that today would be the perfect day to break in my new pair of Nike running shoes. Cause obviously getting in that first run in a brand new freaking pair of shoes is just the motivation anyone needs to run and run fast. And that's exactly what happened. Despite the fact that my legs were sore and not at all used to running on the treadmill in the dungeon I busted out 4 miles at 9:28 pace, and damn did it feel good. Probably because I was like 99% sure I'd be getting a 'Good Morning' text at some point during my workout. Or because I was doing it for all the puppies at the finish line...or both.

    Going to try for 5 miles tomorrow and I am confident that I can do it...with the right combination of music, positive visualization, and pretending that I'm not running in the dungeon and am instead running all around BP with my light up hat. And then BAM! I'll be back at my favorite gym to get in 6 mile runs on both Friday and Sunday. And for once I actually have plans on a Friday night and am not being that lame person who is in bed super early because going out and being social is super hard...except for when you're with those few people who you can just be yourself around and being social is like almost easy...almost.

Side note: This is the first blog post in like forever that I have done while listening to Pandora...and it just makes this whole writing process like a thousand times easier. I mean who wouldn't be in a super great/productive mood when 'For Her' by Chris Lane comes on?! Also, today I had the best body image day I have had in like forever. Like while I was in my dorm room lifting my baby 8 lb. dumb bells I looked in the mirror and was thought, "Damn girl you're getting lean AF." Like not six-pack lean but, for sure leaner than I was before I went home for winter break. One of the few upsides to lifting in your door room with baby weight...you can rock a sports bra and not even be self-conscious. Alright, new post up by either Saturday or Sunday.
MIND OVER MATTER

MIND OVER MATTER

REST DAYS AREN'T SO BAD

REST DAYS AREN'T SO BAD