“THE ONLY WAY TO START IS TO START”

I'll never know if Daddy was right when he said, " If anyone can run a marathon, it's you Tonya. No one else I know has the brains, braun and discipline...you can do it and I believe in you!" 23 Years later...The only way to start is to start!



Wish me luck!

Tonya Fall 2009

Tonya Fall 2009
Wow...How many chins is that?

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Day #3 am

Did anyone notice I didn't post last night?  OMGOODNESS.  So, let me back up.  No, I did NOT eat the biscuits and gravy!  I had salad for lunch and some corn bread.  Man, those carbs were outstanding!  After running late, I finally made it to the gym.  Ok...59 minutes for 3 miles?  Can't that get any slower?  My legs were aching, shin splints, butt muscles felt like needles...With the help of my trusty IPOD...I survived again.  Enought of that.
I CAN'T MOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  From my toes to my ears hurt.  I look like a frozen popsicle trying to walk.  I have ice on my hamstrings right now, and there isn't enough ice in this office to ice all that needs to be iced today.  I hurt in places I can't mention on this blog. I am walking like someone put something were it shouldn't be.  I sit down and I push the button..."help, I sat down and I can't get up".  I also now know I need a "clap on" for the light switch.  Can someone help me please.  I have to do this again today and I DO NOT KNOW HOW I AM GOING TO MAKE IT OTHER THAN THE GRACE OF GOD! (which I am praying EXTRA hard to!)  More later - gotta work!

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Day #2 - Not too bad

So did I say that I was going to the gym @ 5 am?  I must have been overfilled with the pain of yesterdays run when I wrote that.  Didn't happen. 
I have always heard that endorphins give you a "rush" of energy.  Why didn't someone tell me that those endorphins from that 3 mile run would "rush" me into 3 am??????  Hello?????  How am I suppossed to get up at 5 when I can't sleep?  Any suggestions here.
I am tenderly sore today and my foot is killing me (story later), but the good news is that I didn't have to call someone to get me out of bed!  I'm at the office and thinking about eating a horse size portion on biscuits and gravy!

Monday, March 8, 2010

Day 1- I DID IT

Today I began the craziest thing in my adult life.  I decided to run a marathon next January. The Houston Marathon.  WHAT AM I THINKING!  I am 39 years old...OUT OF shape - oh wait - round is a shape!  Here's how you know you made the right decision.  When your daughter is playing the "whats is your mind" game and the question is, " It's cute and fuzzy."  And your daughter says..."My mommy!"  Now that my  friends is motivation!

So I ate good and drank lots of water in preperation for my first 3 mile run.  I've been going to the gym for a month now and never lasted more than 1 mile of SLOW walking!  Today...I made it.  WG ( he runs 
marathathons) said..."no matter what, you just have to finish."

Mile 1=17 MINUTES- not too bad - good music on the IPOD
Mile 2= burning...tight...eww...getting harder to do this BUT, being an ex runner, I felt like I was getting my stride back - so on I pushed.  15 MINUTES
Mile 3 = I have lost my mind...I replayed my favorite song 17 times and it seemed like the thingy on the treadmill wasn't even moving...WHAT is going on!  My feet were burning, my legs cramping, sweat like boulders...16 MINUTES

Then came CORE WORK....were my stomach muscles not tight enough while gasping for air during the run?  Did my lower back not get enough "work" during the last 2 miles?  The only "core" I need is the center of my hot tub.  That's core isn't it?  Core does mean in the middle right?


I did what WG said to do.  I came home and stretched...Stretch, are you kidding me...I have ripped every muscle in my body trying to make that 1st 3 miles without stopping...Now I have to do what?

So it's been 1.5 hours since I "stretched".  Can someone PLEASE come get me off the couch so I can go to bed and do this all over again tomorrow at 5 am.

If I'm not at work tomorrow, I'm not hungover...Can somone please come get a wench and pull me out of bed?