My goodness, it has been a while.
Where to begin…
Well, I finished #RunAllTheRaces2016. I ran every one except Paris
After that I kept running, just not as much. I did the 2017 Princess, Tinkerbell, Light Side, and Dark Side Disney races. Then I kind of fell off the wagon.
My mental health took a turn for the worse, and I went to see a psychiatrist and got myself diagnosed with an alphabet soup of disorders: OCD, BPD, MDD, GAD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Bipolar Disorder, Major Depressive Disorder, Generalized Anxiety Disorder), and have been put on a bunch of medications.
I kept racing, but I stopped training.
I don’t know how I did it, but I completed the 2018 Dopey Challenge without having run more than 5 miles since the previous May.
I walked the whole thing, but I didn’t get swept and made it through all 48.6 miles.
Part of the drop in my mental health was because I am now separated from the rest of my family. Don’t worry its not a bad thing, our relationship is still strong, we are just in a place where we don’t really have a choice. It will make sense in a minute.
In the past I talked about wanting to go back to school so I took the confidence I gained from #RunAllTheRaces2016 and last spring I enrolled at my Alma Mater in their Exercise Science program. My first semester went really well. I was so worried going into the semester because I had to take Functions, and I’m REALLY bad at math (we actually suspect I may have dyscalculia, but I can’t afford the test to find out for sure). But I managed to come out of that semester with a 2.88 GPA. Then life got interesting.
Hubby had been applying to medical schools, but after 2 application seasons, he had only been invited for one interview and was put on the wait list. We had pretty much given up hope. Then two weeks before the start of the school year, he got a call that he had been accepted off the wait list. Those two weeks were a whirlwind. And because I was still in school, we decided the best option was for me to stay in Florida alone, while he, EJ, and AMIL moved to Arkansas.
The rest of the summer was tough. I ended up failing almost all of my summer classes, and my fall semester didn’t go much better. My doctor adjusted some of my medication, which threw me all out of sorts, plus someone really close to me died. Ultimately I had to withdraw for the semester and I spent from Thanksgiving until the start of Spring semester in Arkansas with my family getting myself back to stable.
Determined not to let my mental illness get the best of me again, I returned last semester and worked really hard. I did fairly well in my classes, pulling off a 2.87 GPA.
But in all that time I didn’t run. And I should have been, because I have a bib for the NYC Marathon in November. I was supposed to run it last year, but when Hubby got accepted I knew there was no way that was going to happen, so I deferred and had guaranteed entry this year.
But there is a problem. Well, actually several problems.
The obvious being I haven’t been training for a marathon. But another problem is my health. Over the last 6 months I’ve gained 50 lbs. I’ve tried dieting and nothing has worked to loose the weight. I’ve talked to my doctor and they think I either have a metabolic disorder (possibly caused by one of my medications), or an adrenal condition that is causing an over production of cortisol.
So I’m overweight and undertrained. But I’m trying to fix that. I bought the official NYC Marathon 12 week training plan and I’m working really hard on sticking to it. 3/4 of the first week down and I’m doing ok.
Well…that a lie. I’m completing the miles. But I’m not doing ok. Even short simple runs are a struggle. Like today. Today was a 4 mile easy run. Once upon a time that would be no biggie, I’d run it at 1/1 or 30/30 interval and knock it out in about an hour. Today I ran 30/60 intervals and I only made it through the first two miles, then I had to walk the rest.
This is discouraging. Its like I’ve never run at all. I hate it. I’m trying not to beat myself up. But seeing my pace in the 18-19 minute/mile range is disheartening. I’m staring down an 8 hour marathon. If I’m lucky I’ll finish it in 7:30 like I did the Disney Marathon back in January.
Anyways, I figured since I’m back at square one, might as well revive the blog and write about my training, weight loss, school, and life.