Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Ass Project Failure - or at least very false start...

1 week has passed since I VOWED to become a better participant in the ASS PROJECT. But I am still eating too much. I did cut down the drinking significantly (please ignore that wine glass on my left). I didn't do situps every day. I didn't even exercise every day.


Mid week (weeks starting on Wednesday means Saturday is midweek) I got inspired by Son. He's joined cross country. Which is perplexing b/c he HATES to run. Something about staying in shape for Rugby. I think it's peer pressure. Love it. Anyway, we went up to CT to see my family, and he wanted to "do a 5 mile circuit."


Whoa boy. I haven't run in 8 weeks since I wiped out my knee playing soccer. OK OK the Dr said I should be good to go by now. But let me put aside my hot fudge sundae, and I'll strap on those sneakers....


I woke up early Saturday morning and thought he would forget. But he was at my side by 930 a.m. (crack-o-dawn in teenagerland) bugging me to run. OK OK I strapped on the sneakers and prepared to run.


But wait. What's this? Son says we can't just run, we have to stretch first! Along comes Daughter, who shouts, "I declare myself Ruler of Stretching Exercises! I am Captain of the Soccer team after all!" So she makes us warm up properly.


So I get ready to run - but WAIT. What's THIS? Something about pushups and crunches and "PLANKS"


Son says before we run we have to do the exercise circuit - pushups and crunches (he is amazed at my ability to crush on those crunches) and PLANKS. Something about balancing yourself on your side and pushing up off the ground with just your 1 arm and your toes. Again, I do have abs so I could do that one.


"NOW CAN WE RUN PLEASE?!"


We took off for my favorite 5 mile circuit - but after 1/2 mile my knee was screaming. After 1 mile I thought I was going to have to do the unmentionable and walk....


After 1.5 miles I was lovin' it.

Then 2 miles.

Then up the big hills while Son walked - 3 miles.

4 miles and Son announces, "I GOTTA POOP." We were still at least a 1/2 mile from home. I got him to a point where he knew where he was and he took off. I laughed to myself. He'll learn....


Anyway, I was excited about Saturday. I did almost 5 miles. And it felt good! So of course I would run again this week, right?


Right?


Maybe once?


Just a little?


Um nope. Here it is Wednesday again and I am sitting on my ASS. Isn't that what ASS PROJECT is all about? Sitting on your ass? NO? I'm supposed to be minimizing that baby?


OK OK. Maybe next week.


Because this week the Captain is in town - I did tell him to bring his sneakers so we could walk a lot. But we're going to Buffett on Saturday. that means Rum. Rhum. Lots of Rhum.


Sigh. I'm going to have this big ass forever....

9 comments:

Lisa Milton said...

I'm off schedule too. My poor Ass. And thighs. And sanity.

Here's to a new start.

Suzanne said...

Good for you. The only time I run is when being chased.
Be careful.
Love Jimmy B.

Katy said...

You rock girl!! I've been thinking about taking up running but don't have a clue how to get started without hurting myself. Any tips? Good websites? Hypnotists to make it fun?

When do we get the "ass in grannie panties picture"?

myra said...

I am very suspicious of what you consider to be a "big ass". Your evening with Buffett and the Captain sounds like the perfect occasion to show off your abs. :) Have a great time!

Amy said...

I didn't know about ass project to join but I have been working out 5 days a week for 1 1/2 weeks now!

And how do you run 5 miles?!?!?! I couldn't imagine running 1, let alone 5! You're doing better than me!

kcinnova said...

Rum, Rhum...they almost rhyme with Run! (Jimmy Buffet? I am seriously jealous!)
I ate ice cream. I think I'm fatter.

But what are these abs you speak of? I haven't seen mine in 8 years...
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Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

5 miles? You are my hero.

hulagirlatheart said...

Congratulations on the five miles! Excellent. As for the need for more? Just wave your phins a little more at the concert or try a little more slippin' slide at the tailgating. Or...party like a rock star and don't worry about it until the next week. Have a margarita for me!!

laurie said...

you can run five miles?????