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If you follow me on twitter, you know that I’ve been training for an upcoming road race. It’s just a 5km running race here locally. I’ve had the urge to do another race and as you can see in my sidebar, I have a goal that I’d like to accomplish. My first and only 5k race was in September 2008 (recap here) and I had a goal of doing it in under 30 minutes. Which I did. Spot on, thirty minutes.
This time I want to try for 25 minutes. Yeah, quite the difference. I have been training since April and going a minimum of 2x per week. I have a new running buddy and we often go together and skip the running group class where we started off with, but still go there once a week.
We’re going by the ten and one rule. No more than 10 minutes of running at a time. 10 minutes jog, 1 minute off. Rinse and repeat til you’re done your 5k.
Last Friday we ran 4.08k in 23:15 which is a pace of 5:41 minutes per kilometer (or 9:10 min mile if you’re American). Too slow for my liking, especially if I wanted to break my record and do a 25 min 5k. We’d have to bring that down to a 5 minute kilometer, respectively.
On Wednesday we ran 4.35k in 22:28 — a much quicker pace. Dedicated, probably because I was disappointed at my previous time. That equals out to a 5:09 minute kilometer (8:18/mile).
Thursday we ran with our group but ran ahead a bit to pick up the pace. I started off way too fast and ended up being about 300 meter in front of the “fast people” yesterday and wore myself out towards the end since we had to climb two hills. I ran the 4.9k in 26:57, but really it was 25:57 since the first minute of the run was actually a walking minute. So if I went by th 26 minute time, I ran at 5:30 minute kilometer. I think it was fine. It was hard because of the ginormous hill we did — which wasn’t all that bad but I was literally swearing under my breath, probably because I wore myself out on the first quarter of the run.
<25 min 5k? I think it’s doable. I’m getting less and less nervous each time I run. I used to die from being nervous, having stomach cramps and all that not so nice stuff before I headed out on a run. Now I’m all… LETS DO THIS.
How did I track my pace? Well I’m not good with math, but I did find a really neat site that will tell you your pace distance or time. It’s much cheaper than buying a Garmin :)

People have asked me in the past “You’re going to the gym AGAIN? Do you go every day?” That was in April, when I went on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. I took three days off after my workouts and felt well rested come Mondays. It used to annoy me that people would tell me that I didn’t need to work out because I’m naturally thin, and didn’t need the exercise.
I suppose they don’t know what people feel like on the inside when they know they’ve been putting junk food in their mouths for a while and personally do need to work out. There’s also clothing that flatters my body type and hides flaws. I’m working out to feel and look good for myself. No matter my size.
They ask, “How do you stay motivated?” Well here are some of my answers that I’ve thought about for a while and decided to post about:
In May I decided to take it easy, which I felt as if took a toll on my body. I even ended up straining a muscle at soccer. In June, I’m kicking it up a notch and going to try and set a goal of attending the gym 3x per week again. Are you with me on this?
What are some of your own personal goals? It doesn’t even have to be fitness related! :)

My endurance is pretty good now that I’ve been running twice a week. Enough to make me not want to come off the field at our first (and second) soccer game. Though, whenever I kick the ball, I always contort myself into weird positions.
Michael Jackson’s “Thriller”
After the first game, the middle of my back was so unbelievably sore. But a good kind of sore. Like I’ve worked out with some heavy weights. It doesn’t hurt, but there’s some new muscles being used. Strange, isn’t it?
I ended up calling my dentist the other morning, because I had a pretty big filling done about 6 weeks ago and noticed that it felt like it’s “leaking”. I was very disappointed lol. I freaking hate going to the dentist. I had an appointment last Wednesday to get it checked out.
He requested that his assistant do some x-rays.Of course he had to mumble something along the lines of “Worst case scenario, we’d have to do a root canal.”
To calm my nerves while he left me to digest the news, I decided to ignore it because his wife (the secretary) was ever so kind to me telling me NOT to worry, and it was probably nothing, and then take pictures…
Ok, that didn’t calm me. So…WHY would he even bring that up if it’s not even an issue yet? Why make me want to vom all over the floor when he gives me that news? I said to him (because I’m so stern in DR’s offices lol) “What? Excuse me? Why would you even say I need that done. That’s crazy!” … he repeated himself “Not to worry. That’s the worst case scenario.” Yeah, not like looking at the glass half full or anything. It’s like he wants to give me something I don’t need. (Like stretchmarks creams!?)
He looked at the x-, sprayed some air on my tooth, and then tapped on it with some plastic instrument. The root of my tooth seemed fine, and my tooth wasn’t bothered much by the air blowing in at it. All I had to do was keep using my sensodyne toothpaste and keep an eye on it. OHHHHH thanks! Thanks for giving me worst case scneario buddy, then telling me absolutely nothing is wrong with my tooth!
I walked out of there happy as a pig in…
How was your Monday?