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In June 2012 as a birthday present for myself I entered myself into Tough Mudder, at Phillip Island Vic for Jan 2013.

I had first found out about Tough Mudder about 8 months prior to around October 2011.  I didn’t enter in their 1st event in 2012, because I knew that I was not fit nor strong, but I put it down on my wish list, and my goal list of things I wanted to do and to achieve.

Fast forward to 19th Jan 2013.  A year of strength training, run training, interval training and HIIT Training.  I was ready.  I was ready to cross off Tough Mudder off my goal list.

After waking up at 6am and getting the family organised, we left at 7.30am for the drive over to Phillip Island.

The TM information pack advised to be at the circuit 2 hours before my start time.

My allocated start time was midday.  I got there around 10am.

After going to the toilet, as I was busting for a wee, I checked in.  On the way in I met a fellow individual entry Tough Mudder “Isaac”.  His scheduled time was 12.45pm.  I thought I wouldn’t see him again, so I sent him a good luck, and went on my merry way.

After getting my registration pack, I put on my race bib, got my number on my forehead, and went to the bag drop off and dropped off my bag, making sure that I had a snack before I dropped off my bag.

I did however forget my hat, which I’m glad I forgot cause it would have been hopeless, and I would have taken it off and thrown it away.  I also forgot to put on sunscreen.  And yes I got a big burnt on my face.
The other thing I forgot (but I realised this the day before, when I was repacking my pack), was my hydration pack, but I’m glad I forgot that too, because that too would have been useless.  It would have just dragged me down, and the “straw” part would have gotten clogged up with dirt and mud.

Once my bag was checked in and my snacks were eaten, I wandered around the area to check out the sponsors and so on.  I also wanted to see where the start line was.
Could I find that start line?  No.  Signage for the start line was  bit poor, but only to discover that I was standing right in front of it.
The start banner was not in the air, like the finish line.  It was along the side of the fence.  Which I thought was kinda of stupid, because spectators and other fellow mudders were standing in front of it obscuring the sign, which was pretty big, but there were a lot of people.

So I got to witness the 10.30am start wave.  I thought to myself  “No one is monitoring you’re start wave”  I mean how would they.  So I decided why wait around?

  1. I would get bored.
  2. Starting now, would mean I would finish earlier.  Which would mean I would get home earlier.
  3. It also would mean that my boyfriend and my kids wouldn’t get bored or whine or complain that I was taking “too long”.

I climbed over the 7 foot Berlin Wall to get into the starting gate.  I did it on my own with no one else’s assistance.

I was surrounded by teams of Mudders, and although I entered as an individual I knew that I would not be alone.  That is one of the things that drew me to entering Tough Mudder, the comradeship.
Also if you think about it, Tough Mudder is a sponser for Legacy.  Now if you don’t know much about Legacy Legacy is a charity providing services to Australian families suffering financially and socially after the incapacitation or death of a spouse or parent, during or after their defence force service.
Legacy help those who have helped us, and well that’s what Tough Mudder is all about too.  Well my interpretation of it. 

So I was in the start line holding bay waiting to start.  We all listened to the MC talk about what to expect.  Some of us would finish, some of us would not.  I did not want to be one of those DNF.  He also told us that some obstacles we may not be able to do.  For example if you couldn’t swim, then you wouldn’t do ‘Cliff Hanger’.  If you suffered from a heart condition, epilepsy, or had a pace maker or any type of metal in your body, then you wouldn’t do ‘Electric Eel’ or “Electric Shock Therapy”.  He also told us to make sure our shoes were double knotted.  I always double knot my shoes anyway.

The Rocky theme songs starts to play, and then the count down begins.  In 5,4,3,2,1 the horn sounds and we were off.

I was pumped, I was at the start of the pack.  As I am a runner I was going slow, but I was still the 1st female in the front group.  I saw a guy up ahead of me, I figured, I will just keep with his pace.  As i got up to him, low and behold it was “Isaac”.  So we were not alone.  We decided to help each other out and do it together.

The first obstacle was coming up, and when I saw what it was, I was like “oh my” (yes oh my, I’m going to keep it clean people). The 1st obstacle was Arctic Enema. Having done my research on the obstacles I knew this one was going to be a tough one.  In fact, there were 4 obstacles I was unsure about.  They were:

  1. Arctic Enema
  2. Electric Eel
  3. Everest
  4. Electro-Shock therapy

Now Arctic Enema meant jumping into a pool.  A pool (well a shipping container) full of ice.  Not only that.  There was a divider in the middle.  Which you couldn’t climb over, you had to go under.  When I got to the pool I just went for it, there was no point delaying, as I could tell that my muscles were freezing up.  I went under and was glad to be on the other side climbing out and continuing on.

I’m glad that this was the 1st obstacle.  Because it was a tough one, it also meant that the running would warm me up.  Having it at the start meant that I would not be fatigued later to do it.

The next obstacle was a good 1km away.  It was an 8 foot ‘Berlin Wall’.  With the help of Isaac I was able to climb over the walls.  I say walls, cause when you got over one, you had to do it again.

We then ran, err I mean walked through thick sluggy mud for about 400m, to get to the ‘Kiss of Mud’.  This meant commando crawling through muddy water to avoid the barbed wire above you.  The barbed wire however got lower and lower, so it meant you had to get muddier and muddier.  Was I enjoying it?  HELL YEAH!

If I wasn’t already wet and muddy I was about to with the ‘Underwater Tunnels’.  Crossing the pond and going underneath bobbing barrels, ensured that I was going to be drenched.  The level of water was also varied, from shall to deep.  As the water was not clear you were not going to be aware of any drop off except for what the person infront of you was doing.

After passing through the underwater tunnels, we came up to the ‘Mud Mile’.  Walking through calf deep thick, dark, sludgy mud, was slow, hard work but loads of fun.  Unexpected depths ensured slip overs and, nothing else to do but laugh it off.
This however was only the beginning of the mud mile.  Up ahead you could see the congestion of people, and you could clearly see why? Mud Mile was about to take on a whole new level.  It had changed, from walking through mud to now crossing muddy mounds.  There were about 20 all up.  This obstacle required team work.  You simply just could not do this alone.  You needed help getting up and over.  Those mounds were covered in wet slimy uneven/bumpy mud.  And then the trenches were knee deep muddy waters.  This particular obstacle properly took the longest to complete. How long I could not tell you. Yes I was wearing a watch but because every part of me was covered in mud I couldn’t wipe it clean.

The next few obstacles were as follows (I’m not too sure of the exact order however):
‘Dirty Ballerina’ .  This was suppose to be leaping over muddy mounds, but we were told not to, as it was too dangerous so it meant going into the trenches and then lifting yourself out.
‘Log Bog Jog‘.  Going under then over log’s placed at varying heights.
‘Boa Constrictor’. Crawling through plastic piping.
‘Ladder to Hell’.  Climbing up a vertical ladder, which was approximately 5m high.

By the time we got to the halfway mark an 1 hour 30 past.  It didn’t seem that long that we were on the course, but apparently we had.

The obstacle in the middle was Bale Bonds, and that just meant climbing over, round hay bales stacked like a pyramid.

After this it was Hold Your Wood.  Now I found this particular obstacle a bit of a challenge.  You had an option, carry an approx 30 kg big of wood on your own, or carry a 100-120 kg log as a team.  I chose to carry the wood on my own.  It not only meant holding the wood, it also meant carrying it 400m.  Which didn’t seem that far, but when you are handicapped with something that is awkward to carry it gets tough.  I started carrying it on my shoulder. Then a third of the way through the other shoulder, but that was awkward, so then I carried it in front of me. I was struggling by the end. And needless to say I was glad to put that bit of wood down.

When the water and food station came up I was glad to see it.  That banana didn’t even have a chance, it was gone in less than 2 seconds.  And the water, oh water. So nice. But it still had a fair way to go.

There were now a few hills.  Now I don’t mind hills.  I just kept going, while others were stopping to walk, I knew it was just a hill and that I will get over it.

At least no I know I’m not claustrophobic.  Trench Warfare ensured that. Crawling through earthen pitch black tunnels, with only your hands guiding the way, and the light at the end of the tunnel. I was also surprised to find out they were not straight.  This is a good thing.

More hills awaited us, but we got to run along the coast line, which was beautiful.  Didn’t see any Fairy Penguins, even though it is their territory.

The next obstacle caused me to get an injury.  When I was younger I hurt my coccyx.  I don’t know how, I just did (most likely via falling down backwards).  Well Greased Lightning  ensured that that tail-bone injury was going to get a whole lot worse.  Now Greased Lightning is a giant slippery slide.  Sounds like fun.  And well it should have been, except that it was not flat.  It was bumpy, and it was one of those bumps that I landed on (possibly a rock, I have no idea).  I decided to go on my bum (while other went on their stomach).  I assumed it was going to be flat, it wasn’t.  And well I was hit on just the wrong angle and I went in utter pain.  It hurt.  But there was nothing I could do about it.  I just kept on going.

At least I knew I was a strong swimmer.  And even though the life guard in the water offered me his kick board after jumping into the water for Cliff Hanger, I was determined I wouldn’t need his help, I shooked my head and swam to the edge of the pond and climbed out.

By this stage I was getting tired.  So I was going slower, but I gave it all I had.

The only obstacle I skipped was Spider Webs. And that simple to the fact they were doing repair works on one of the nets, and their was a 30min wait.  I really didn’t want to wait around 30mins for 1 obstacle. So both Isaac and I agree to skip it. He was also getting tired too. You see he wasn’t a long distance runner.  Because I have distance in my legs, he found he wanted to keep up to me.  He even said “the competitiveness in me wants to keep up”.

We were now back on the grand prix track.  That meant we were nearly at the finish line. I could feel my stomach starting to grumble.  God I could have just devoured a burger with the lot, with chips and gravy.  I mean it wouldn’t matter what the calories would be.  I would have burned them off already.

Up ahead there was a huge team waiting for King of the Mountain.  Which was just a bigger version of Bale Bonds.  There was a short wait as you could see that others were fatigued too.  I got over, and I had to walk.  I was starting to get a cramp in my calf, and my hip flexors were tight, and walking helped stretch them out. Isaac was also suffering with muscle cramps too, so he wasn’t objecting to walking.

The end line was now insight.  We had just past the 18km mark.  That orange headband was mine, I was going to get it.  Even if that meant getting shocked in ‘Electric Eel’. Attempting and failing with ‘Funky Monkey’.  I was just so exhausted I just didn’t have the energy to get across those monkey bars.  Then climbing over a 9f Berlin Wall (two of them here too), to get to the 2nd last obstacle.  ‘Everest’.  The girl in front of me was on her second attempt at it.  I wanted to do it in one go.  Isaac did it with ease, Just ran and lept like a impala to the top.  I went flat out, ran up it, and reached up and grabbed a hand, then another, then got pulled up.  I would have stayed to help, but I just wanted to keep going.

The music was playing at the after party.  The crowd was cheering.  And even though we had ‘Electro Shock Therapy’ left.  I didn’t care.  I just went for it.  I got zapped once, but it was worth it.  I made it.  I got to the end (and you did too). I earned that orange head band.

I am now a Tough Mudder Graduate.

So I can say that I am Offically A Tough Mother… er Mudder

Tough Mother


Have me committed

Cause I just finished


The 30 day program took me 10 weeks, but only because I made it into a running hybrid, as I did not want to give up my 3 running days, and I wanted to do the whole program not just 3 days a week of it.

Asylum is no joke, it is tough, but I stayed within my skill level and I slowly progressed.

I wont lie, at one point (the lead up to Christmas), my body was feeling it. I was getting tired, and I wasn’t giving it my all.  I ended up skipping approx 3-4 workouts.  One being vertical plyo, another being back to core.  However that being said, I still worked out on those days I just did yoga instead, because my body really needed it.

So tomorrow is technically my last day of my asylum/run hybrid, and will be my last run before I do my Tough Mudder on Saturday.  This last run is suppose to be 8km, however due to it going to be a hot one, and time limitations, I’m doing just a 3km run, and will also to back to core as well.

So if you are thinking of doing asylum you need to consider the following:

Also excuse my extra rambling’s in there too.

  1. It is a sports performance workout.  If you are a beginner, put this workout down, and start off with something else. 
  2. If you are an athlete, in the Military or Special Forces, and looking for a workout, this is fantastic.
    If you are not an athlete just yet, this workout will make you one. But you need to be fit.
  3. Asylum is NOT Insanity.  It has elements of insanity, if anything Insanity’s ‘Max Interval Sport’s Training‘, gives you an idea of what to expect from Asylum.
    I also STRONGLY recommend doing insanity before doing asylum.
  4. You don’t need a jump rope.
    I have a small house.  Yeah I have high ceilings, but I don’t have a lot of ‘turning’ space for a jump rope.  It’s totally possible to do it without it.
  5. An agility ladder is a MUST.
    Sure you could tape your carpet and what not, but just get a ladder. My kids love playing with the ladder too.
  6. You will need weights or bands for Strength.  Go the weights, unless you do a lot of travelling, then go the bands.
  7. Know your limits, and STAY WITHIN YOUR SKILL LEVEL.
    Asylum will test you on so many different levels, especially in game day.  I found some of the sports in game day where a lot harder than others.  For me I totally sucked at rock climbing / bouldering.  Surfing I also didn’t do too well either.  But I did what I could do, and stayed within my skill level.  Shaun will repeat this to you as well.
  8. Don’t skip Relief.  Sure it’s another 24 minutes, but it will be the best 24 minutes of your day.  Do it after all your workouts if you can.
  9. Keep your eating as clean as possible.
    I was a bit slack with my diet, and could have been better with it.  But keep your macro’s at 40/40/30.  Meaning 40% Carbs / 40% Protein / 30% Fat.
    If anything concentrate on eating more protein.  You’re body will naturally convert any extra protein into carbs if it’s not needed.
  10. Stay committed.  You can do it!
    I say this, because I know, I did it.

So will I do Asylum again?  Most likely yes, but properly not for another 6 months at least.

2012 A Year in Review

2012 has been one very interesting year.

It has been a year of self discovery, of hard work, sweat and tears.

One thing is for sure.

I have definitely gone outside my comfort zone.

There have been things that I have done that I never thought would be possible. Setting goals has helped, but regularly re:evaluating those goals has also greatly helped.

At the start of the year some of my goals looked like this:

  1. Get to 65kg
  2. Run 5km race in 27 minutes
  3. Swim a 1km ocean swim in 25 minutes
  4. Read 24 books in 2012 with my eyes
  5. Have weekly family fun time

So how did I go?

Well I totally SMASHED them.

So let me break them down for you.

1. Get to 65kg

When I started goal setting back in October 2011.

I put down a goal of getting to 65kg.  Why 65kg?  Well It seemed like a nice solid round number that happened to be in the healthy BMI.  

I did however thought that goal would be a lot of hard work, and to be honest I wasn’t sure I would get there.  I thought that if I could just get to 68kg then I would be happy.

You see I was 78kg at the time and 10kg seemed like a lot to lose.  But as the weight slowly came off, I believed in myself more, and realised that 65kg was totally possible.  

On the 24th July 2012 I weighed in at 64kg.  I not only reached 65kg, I went one further and got to 64kg.

Not only that.  I ended up changing that goal to 62kg in May.  And I achieved that goal of reaching 62kg on 20th November 2012.

2. Run 5km race in 27 minutes

When I put down this goal, it was initally run 5km.  However a goal is not a goal if it is not SPECIFIC.   When you really are specific about goals, you really push yourself, and you will be amazed at what you can achieve.

The race that I had in mind to achieve this goal was Run For The Kids .

I knew I could run 5km in 30 minutes.  Wiping off 3 minutes is a lot when it comes down to running (I did not know this at the time, I do now).

Run For the Kids wasn’t 5km.  It was 5.2km.  I ran that race in 28mins14secs.  Not bad considering I had only started up running in October 2011 (and not even regularly running at that).

After running that race, I pushed myself even further.  I put myself down for an 11km race, and then I went on to run a half marathon!

I should also note that on the 24th August 2012 I ran my fastest 5km, at 23m42s. You can read about that here.

3. Swim a 1km ocean swim in 25 minutes

I put this on my list of goals, because at the time I was thinking that I could do a triathlon sometime in the future.  I mean I could swim, I could run, I could ride a bike.  Even doing a mini triathlon could totally be possible.  So I broke down that goal.  I knew that if doing a triathlon would be something I wanted to do then I needed to get into open swimming.

So I started training in the swimming pool to build up my swimming endurance.  I based this goal on swimming laps in a pool.  Let me tell you now, swimming in a pool is COMPLETELY different to swimming in the ocean. You have a lot more variables swimming in the ocean than you do in a pool.

So this particular goal I still achieved, because when you take into consideration I based my time in a pool, and not in open water, and also taking into consideration I swam breaststroke 80% of the time, and also currents to deal with, and a mass of people and so on, I’m crossing it off the list.

I swam the 1km race in 28mins. If you wanna read about it, you can see it here .

4. Read 24 books in 2012 with my eyes

Now you might think this is a weird goal.  Read 24 books with my eyes?  I mean wha?

Why eyes?  Why eyes specifically, well you see I also listen to audio books while I do housework, but it doesn’t seem fair to add them to the list.  So that’s why I was specific about this goal.

I ended up reading read 26 books in 2012 (I’m currently on my 27th book for the year).  You can see my list of books on Good Reads.

5. Have weekly family fun time

Family time has always been important to me.  I have so many fantastic memories growing up, and all those memories are ones that I created with my family. I want my kids to have those types of memories too. So I have been making more family fun events and it has been great bonding with my kids.

We have gone bush walking in the Grampians.  There are so many different tracks, and being in nature is fantastic.  The kids love seeing the wild animals, and love to explore.

I’ve also taken them to different playgrounds.  I tend to do this more so when we go to visit my parents in Melbourne. to different playgrounds, to the zoo, the movies, and play board games.  Some take up a lot of time, some a little, some a lot of money, some free.  Either way we have all had fun.

So what are my goals now?

Well here are a list of some of my current goals

  1. Read/listen 30 books
  2. Run 3 half marathons
  3. Be a pace runner for a half marathon
  4. run 7 fun runs
  5. have a veggie patch
  6. Do 5 chin ups in a row
  7. Have a chicken coop

I look forward to crossing them off and replacing them with new ones.

I’m already booked into 3 fun runs too.  One of those being a half marathon.  I’m super excited!

I also look forward to discovery more about myself, and enjoying quality time with my family.

Down 16


You love them or hate them.  Yes it is a number, and the number that comes up can be hurtful or joyful.

That being said, it is just a number.  That number doesn’t define who you are.  It won’t tell you how awesome you are, how smart you are, how funny you are or how beautiful you are.
It’s a number.

The number that I saw on the scale today tells me that I have put in a lot of hard work, sweat and tears to get there.

In July 2011 I weighed 78kg | 172lbs.
In November 2012 I weigh 62kg | 134lbs.

When I 1st set my weightloss goals, I never thought I would get to 68kg, let alone 62kg.  However I reassessed my goals as I went along, as should you.

Don’t compare yourself with anyone else.  The only person you should be comparing yourself with is you.

Also it’s not just the number on the scale.  Get the tape measure out and record you measurements.

Measurements 2011
weight – 78kg
waist – (1″ above belly button) 98cm
waist – (at belly button) 101
hips – 108cm
bust – 101cm
left arm – 35cm
right arm – 35cm
left thigh – 58cm
right thigh – 59cm

Measurements 2012
weight: 62
waist – 75cm
waist – (1″ above belly button) 81cm
waist – (at belly button) 87
hips – 94cm
bust – 93cm
left arm – 30cm
right arm – 30cm
left thigh – 49cm
right thigh – 48cm

Goodbye 16kg and goodbye 69cm of fat.

I hope to never see you ever again.

Portland 3 Bays – 21.1km

You have been warned – this could be a long post.

I first found out about the Portland 3 Bays Marathon via some running friends at our local running club.  I really wanted to do another half, but I couldn’t decide when or where I wanted to do it.  It wasn’t until the colour run registrations opened that I decided yeah why not.  So I booked in to do the half marathon at Portland, and also to do the colour walk with the family as well.

My running preparations started months ago.  I did my last long run about 3 weeks before the race.  For whatever reason that run took a lot out of me.  I’m not sure, but it took me a good week to recover from me.

Then I got sick.  Thanks kiddies.  Miss K got bronchitis, and gastro (the bronchitis overrided the gastro), who then gave it to her brother Master M, who thus gave it to me.  Yeah good thanks kiddies.  So when race day came around I had no idea how I was going to go considering the weekend before I had the beginnings of the gastro bug.

Portland is a great town to visit.  But if you do visit, word to the wise, bring water, or buy it.  Why? Their water tastes AWFUL, and I seriously mean HORRID!!! Besides the water, we had a good relaxing pre race day.  The Upwelling Festival was on the Saturday (they coincide it on purpose to get more tourists in), and their were jumping castles, and face painting, a parade, market, music, and installations.  It ran all day and we enjoyed it.  Except the vomiting part, but that’s another story (don’t worry not me).

Race Day – 4th November 2012

The half marathon started at the half way point of the full marathon, which was over in Bridgewater, which was the 2nd/3rd bay point (see map below).  This meant that the half marathon runners (like myself) had to take a bus out to the start line.  Pick up times were starting at 8:45am for a 9:45am start, but we had to be at our pick up location (which was the finish line) from 8:15am.

I sat next to a man from New Zealand, we had a great chat about different runs we have done, stories, training, and hills.  I was telling him that we drove part of the full marathon course the day before (as we driving to Bridgewater to see the Petrified forest), and let me tell you there are some nasty hills on that section.

I will have to say that running a course that is one direction is and can be a little daunting.  In fact I have only ever ran a course that was a loop or laps.  So running this course was interesting for me, for the pure fact that it was one way.

However at the same time, it was good to drive the course (as we didn’t drive this section of the course the day before, only part of it), to actually see what it would be like, and to also see where the water stations were.

When we arrived at Bridgewater off to the toilet I went.  Yep a queue but the race was still another 30 mins away so waiting didn’t bother me.

When the 2nd bus arrived friends from my running club were on there, so it was good to catch up with them, and see how they were going.

Once all the bus loads of runners/walkers/relayers had arrived we made our way the the starting point, which was the half way point of the full marathon, which by the way is on a hill!

Marathon, Half Marathon

We also got to see the lead marathon runners come through, which of course we cheered on.  One of those runners was Susie, who is in our club.  This woman is a machine! I mean you would be if you complete in Ironman’s.  She was funny though, cause when she saw us, she just stops running and decides to wait at the half way point until we were ready to go.  How awesome is that!  She wasn’t in it to win it (she still came 2nd), but the fact that she was there for a more social support was awesome (she also ran with her daughter who was competing in the half).

The time arrived for us to start.  Because of the hill and the congestion of all the runners I did not go flat out.  The race official state that one year one runner when out too hard on the hill and pull his hamstring.  I did not want that to happen to me. So km 1 was at a very slow pace of 6:48.  Which for me is very slow.  Being one minute behind my pace meant that I may not make my sub 2hour time (if I kept at that pace).  Once I was over the hill, I felt good, and ran at a 5:20 steady pace for 7km (which is how long it took me to gain that 1 minute back).  I kept that pace until about the 15km, where i did start to slow down, to a pace of 5:30.  However at this point, I was ahead on my pace, so aim for my sub 2 hour time.

It was also quite hilly.  Now I don’t mind the hills, but the hills seemed to be constant.  Up one, down one, up again and so on, but a hill is just a hill and I will get over it. 

So the image above is the elevation gain/loss according to my garmin.
As you can see hills.

Now there was this woman infront of me, wearing a purple/lavender/lilac shirt.  It was like we were playing cat and mouse.  She would overtake me, then I would overtake her, and vice versa.  However by the 17km mark, I was starting to tire, and I just couldn’t keep her pace, she got further and further way from me (in the end it was only about 100-200m). See below to see my pace times, and how I was slowing down.

By the 18km mark I could feel my legs starting to tire out, but I pushed through.  At the last water station (18km mark) I couldn’t even say I wanted gatorade.  They were like water or ‘gatorade. I just pointed to the gatorade.  That mouthful really helped.  Also seeing the sign “last hill, we promise” helped too.  The hill wasn’t steep or long, thank goodness, but I was slowing down, I was tired.  But the combo of the gatorade and the smidge of a lolly I placed in my mouth helped.

So I ran, my pace didn’t pick up as much even though I was going downhill, but I could see the finish line. So I just kept putting one foot infront of the other.  Then I saw the family.  I waved, and that pushed me further.  Then I could hear the cheer of the crowded, which helped me to push that bit more.  Then I heard my name and my finish time.  I did it I crossed the finish line.
Runner 125, half marathon

(Yes I’m aware the above image is sideways, but it’s direct from the Portland 3 Bays Marathon Flickr page. )

The time on the clock corresponds to the Full Marathon, which I didn’t run.  My time was 1h55m36s | 1:55:26.  So yes I got my sub 2 hour time.  That’s a pace of 5:27 per km.

So I smashed my previous half time taking 8 minutes off it.  Yay me. Overall It was a great event.  Next year will be their 30th year anniversary.  Will I be racing? Quite possibly yes.

So It Ends

In September 2011 I set a Push Goal to get to 65kg. I achieved that goal in June this year.

However a few months prior to that I had reassessed my goals, and I changed my weight goal from 65 to 62kg. I initial picked 65kg because it seem like a good solid number.  I number I had not seen in over a decade. I thought 62kg was just not possible at the time.  Or more so to big of a goal.

So why did I change my goal to 65 to 62kg?  For two reasons.
Reason 1: 62kg is a BMI of 22, which is smack bam in the middle of the healthy range.
Reason 2: If I could get to 65kg, what was stopping me from going that extra mile.

And so I did.  I went the extra mile.

That’s the things with goals.  Sometimes you have to change them.  Sometimes you realise ‘wait I’ve bitten off more than I can chew’, sometimes you realise ‘no, I can do more, I’m not challenging myself enough’.  So goals change all the time.

Last year I never thought I would be a runner.  The reason I started to run was because I had set a goal to be able to run 5km.  I also thought for some reason in my head that running was the epitome of being healthy and in shape. Running is great for the mind, body and soul, and I’m glad I put it on my list, because I would have never found a love for it.

And so my weight loss journey comes to an end.  I could be 😦 about that, but if anything I’m 😀 I’m booyeahing about it.


So what now?  Well I’m still going to run, and I’m still going to cross train, but now it’s all about maintaining, and setting new fitness challenges.

What about the weight? Well I do plan on building muscle.  Not body building – ew – but toning.  I want to be lean.  So yes the weight will change a bit, but as long as I can keep it between 62-64kg I’ll be happy.

10km Turn

With the kids away at their dad’s for the weekend you think I would have gotten a sleep in.  Alas that did not happen.  Why does that always happen?  You have the opportunity to sleep in and yet you are up bright eyed and bushy tailed at the time your alarm would normally go off.  However even though I got an early morning start, I still got a good nights sleep.

My first job for the day was to get air in the back tire of my bike.  It was FLAT, so walked up to the bike shop and got air pumped into.  Now I can ride my bike more often.  It’s not the best bike in the whole world.  I did buy it 2nd hand for like $20 (I did have to buy a new seat cause the one on there was horrid).  I would love to buy a new bike, but I will wait until next year, it’s not urgent and well I don’t have the funds for it at the moment.

So after getting air in my tires, and running my errands up the street, I came back home and did the housework, and also worked on Miss K’s quilt (which is finished, and she totally loves it).  Made some sandwiches to share at run club and at 1.30 I rode the 800m to the clubrooms.  Yes it is actually that far, ok not far, but close.  I used my gps watch to calculate it.

This particular run would be my last with the club (even though it’s the 2nd last race for the season).  Next week is the last ‘Big Hill’ Race, and I unfortunately will not be here, I will be away at a prior weekend commitment.  Which is a shame 😦 I also think it’s funny in a weird way that my 1st race with the club I rode my bike, and now my last race, I rode my bike.  Yeah bit weird.

Anyway chatted to some of my running friends.  Ms J was like “omg Matilda are you trying to kill me!”
Why am I trying to kill her? Well I’m not, but I did give her ‘Insanity’ to try out, and she tired it out, and thought she was going to die, she was so sore the next day.  I did warn her it is intense.  So then we started talking about fitness and other races coming up.  One being the Portland half marathon on 4th November.  Which I haven’t decided if I would like to do or not.

After the chat we drove out to the start line.  Out in the ironbarks, my fav place to run.  I hadn’t done this track before (parts of it), but it was a great track.  I was handicapped with Ms J.  She is a faster runner than me and I knew it was going to be hard to keep up with her.  We got partially distracted while we were waiting to be called.  When we did get called we had 20 seconds to get our jackets off and get to the start line.  I hadn’t even started my watch until 100m into the run.  Opps.  Next time Matilda pay attention.

J went out hard and fast, and there was no way I was going to keep up her pace, I was going pretty fast, but I felt pretty good. The course was true cross country style.  Mud, lots of it.  Had to slow down in quite a few places, and nearly slipped and fell into a mud pile, but managed to save myself, and not end up a muddy mess.

So J was out in front, I did my best to make the gap between us as short as possible.  Around the 8km mark Mr D came out of no where.  He was wearing black and just did not see him, he flew past me.  There was no way I was going to keep up with him.  I was just hoping that J could keep him behind me.

After the 9km mark I was coming in 3rd, had past 4 people and knew only J & D were in front.  My mission now was to keep M behind me.  Now M is a fast runner, so I picked up my pace and gave it all I got.

Sometimes it’s good to run with people who are faster than you, it gives you real determination to keep up with them.  Now I was pushing hard, and when I got to the finish line I came in 3rd. What a great end to my last race.  But the best part? I got a sub 50min time!  A sub 50! You have no idea how amazed I was at that.  I didn’t think I would get a sub 50 time for a while yet.  I had set a goal to get a sub 52min time.  Well I smashed that out of the water. So I might have to reassess my time goals.

So my time for the race was 49.23 you can see the race details here SAAC Stawell Sportspower 10km by matilda_i at Garmin Connect – Details.
The time is slightly different because I started my watch late, so I will go with the times that the time keeper kept.

The last 30 days have definitely been a goal smashing period. I have achieved a lot of personal bests in that time frame, and that tells me a lot of things.
1. That I am improving
2. That I am determined
3. I’m not setting high enough goals.

So in just a few weeks I have not only got a 5km personal best, but a 10km one.  I’m really smashing these goals.