Am 14 weeks 5 days post relaxer today!
And just like that, Its almost time for my next half marathon race. I didn’t even post a race recap on my last one (which was almost a year ago!). Anyway, I still have a bunch of pictures from that day so I’ll share them below. But before I do that, I signed up for the next StanChart half marathon a couple of months ago. It will take place on the 26th of November and not 29th of October as earlier announced.
Lets rewind to October 2016
I managed to convince my brother to run the race with me, but come morning, on the d-day, I was all ready and he wasn’t. He had all these things he had to do including having breakfast…which I usually skip because it makes me nauseous during the race…I just couldn’t wait for him. It was already past 6am – you might already know from my previous race recap posts that I typically leave the house before 6am. Anyway, I left the house and in the rush, I forgot to carry my race number (bib). Since I was already in a vehicle heading to town and couldn’t turn back, I called my brother who still hadn’t left the house and asked him to bring it with him.
I walked from town to Nyayo stadium (race venue) which was slightly over 2km. I still had plenty of time before the half marathon started so I wasn’t worried. Along Uhuru highway, I came across some of the wheelchair race participants. As I got closer to the stadium, I saw the full marathon participants…their race had started too. I was scheduled to start 20 minutes later.
As always, there was a band parade
Now, my brother didn’t show up until about 7:40am. That was a good 20 minutes after the race started. I waited for him because I needed the race bib to check my bag ’cause no way was I going to run 21km with extra weight on me. I also wanted the timing chip on the bib to sync with the time mat at the start line so everything would reflect well on my finisher certificate…it didn’t. I somehow had 23 minutes on top of my race time Anyway, I started the race 23 minutes late with my brother by my side but after a while…less than a minute, he said that he couldn’t run at my pace. Apparently, I was slow 😮 I told him he could run ahead…it was ok, and so he shot forward and that was the last I saw of him for the next few hours 🙂
I just couldn’t seem to catch up with the rest of the runners. They seemed so near yet so far from me and that was a downer. And then some 10km elite runners whooshed past me! They had started 20 minutes after me…those guys are fast. I felt like I was in last place even though there were a few other runners behind me. I was however elated when at one point I run past a group of women camped outside the Parliament building…a protest I think. Those women were cheering us on and it felt so good! Gave me a little boost 🙂
At around 9km, I caught up with a group. We were on an incline (Museum hill) and people chose walk that part of the course. I did too. When we got to the overpass and I looked over, I saw the guys who were ahead of us. They were really far away. After the incline I started doing the walk-run method. At 10km or thereabouts, my legs started to hurt. At 12km I was in real pain. Felt like that was it for me. But you know, you keep going. It took a lot to not think about how much further I had to go…9 more kilometers in case you’re wondering 😀
At 18km, my brother called me. He had already finished the race! I told him where I was. From that point onward, I believe I walked more than I ran right up to the finish. A little ways after the finish line, someone checked my race bib and then slipped a finisher medal around my neck. I didn’t have to queue to get it or anything. They were so well organized!
After taking the obligatory post race pics, my brother and I went to a food truck and bought something to eat. He left shortly afterwards but I hang back to enjoy some of the entertainment on stage.
Just before I left the stadium, I saw a merry-go-round that had been set up. The rides were free and so I got on. I mean, why not? right? The rides were 5 min long and I remember wishing they were longer than that. However, less than a minute in, I regretted my decision to get on. My head was spinning, I felt nauseous, I even thought I would pass out! That felt like the longest ride of my life! I didn’t pass out and once I got off, I went and sat under a tree…I think I lay down at some point…I was feeling so bad. I eventually threw up *gross*. I just don’t know what happened there. I stayed there for a while trying to get myself together. Soon after, the nausea went away and my head felt better and so I got up and went straight home where I showered, ate some more and slept till evening time.
And thats how my race day went.
Lots of walking and not enough running hence the gazillion pics 😀
I don’t know if my brother will join me again this year, he enjoyed it so, we’ll see. I asked one of my friends to come with me and he said he would, all he has to do now is sign up and buy a pair of running shoes. I told him he’d have to sign up for the 21km like I did which he thought was crazy 😀 He’s not a runner but he was in the basketball team both in high school and Uni so I think he’ll be okay.
Anyway, thats all for now…more on running in another post.
Have a good day 🙂
I almost forgot…I finished the race in 3 hours. 3! My cert shows 3hrs 23 min though 😦
I have been using olive oil for about a month or so now because I just can’t seem to find coconut oil anywhere…the cheap one I normally buy.
Heat protection serum
Lets just say that I went through a phase during which I thought I needed all these 😀 am currently 13 weeks post relaxer and the way my new growth is coming in…these gels are very handy.
And of course, Water…
On the 28th of August, a Monday, I woke up at 3 something and gave myself bangs – I tend to do my hair at very odd hours 😀 I basically snipped of a good 5 inches or so to achieve straight across bangs.
My bangs came out too wispy which is not what I wanted but I didn’t fret because I knew that that was due to my hair being straightened – I had flat ironed it the previous day and it was kinda flat. Instead of cutting off more hair, I decided not to wear out the bangs and wait till after the next wash day when I’d have a little bit of texture and volume to work with. I washed my hair after wearing it straight for a week and a half.
I love how I cut them! Wide and long…right above my eyes. I mostly wear them side swept because…default style. Plus one side is slightly longer and that works. I’ve had the bangs for a little over a month and its time to trim them.
I can’t believe its taken me years to muster the courage to get bangs! I think I first mentioned wanting bangs in 2012…yea, its been a long time coming. Its just that the longer my hair grew, the more reluctant I became about getting them but after my haircut in March, I figured I could do it and so the next month, over the Easter holiday, I attempted to cut side swept bangs. I ended up with long bangs and it looked like I’d done nothing. That was a fail This time I really went for it. I’m still rocking buns though 🙂 Also trying to figure out the best way to style the bangs for a more polished look. Talk about a high maintenance style!
This past weekend was wash day. I shampooed, hennaed and deep conditioned my hair. After that I applied some leave-in conditioner and serum and then I blew my hair dry and finally straightened it. I also gave myself a trim because it had been close to 6 months since my last one. This time round, I did an actual trim. I only snipped off the very tips of the strands. My hair has grown some. It will surely be back to where it was (before the cut) by the end of the year. I think I can officially claim armpit length now – my hair is not grazing my bra strap yet.
*Here are some pics from my wash day*
…a very long while.
For the past year or so, my blogging game has been spotty at best. I went back to school and really put a lot of focus on that. I studied way smarter than I did when I was in Uni or even in my earlier school years. I surprised myself and it paid off. I did well, could have done better but overall, I did well. Am still studying though and have an exam next week. You never stop learning you know 🙂
In one of my older posts I mentioned that I didn’t really like my occupation and that I wanted to change my career path. Well, its grown on me 🙂 Guess sometimes you’ve just got to stick it out. Still, I went back to school and am now pursuing yet another career path.
So earlier this year I got the opportunity to actually do what I love (I work in healthcare by the way). I got to schedule my hours on the most part and sometimes worked double shifts (worked on weekends too!) just because. I enjoyed working so much and I honestly think I got carried away. I also worked the graveyard shift which meant longer hours but that was not a problem for me. Sunday nights were great because come Monday morning, I’d be heading home to sleep. On a Monday morning! None of that Monday morning blues business 😀
As can be expected, I burned out. One morning I woke up, ironed my shirt and went straight back to bed. I just didn’t feel like going to work and so I didn’t. I think I spent most of that day in bed. The next day, I felt so rested. I hadn’t realized how hard I was pushing myself and how exhausted my physical and mental self was. Looking back, it was apparent to others. I remember one of my patients telling me that he had seen me that morning and asking how come I was still there…it was almost 7pm then. Another time a nurse kept asking me if I was okay, that I looked tired. Another one straight out told me to go home. I told her my shift wasn’t over and she said, “go home”. I now realize that for me to be effective, I need to take care of myself. Rest.
Am not working at the moment. I took about two months off to study and this hard! I have no motivation (don’t know how I did it before). My exam date is drawing near and I feel like I know nothing. I’ve been having this feeling of dread hovering over me…ignored it for a while (am pretty good at distracting myself) but I’ve got to face the fact that come next week…I just need to keep studying. On the bright side, now that I have all this “free” time, I put myself on a schedule to keep me from scrambling. You know how it is when panic sets in 😀 I’ve set aside about 9 hours of personal study a day for the next week till my paper. Sometimes I get 10. I need more hours but thats the best I can do now. And I like being on a schedule. Makes me more productive.
Moving on, lets ‘talk’ about my fitness and nutrition game. Let me start by stating that I struggle with motivation. I tend to forget my ‘why’. Why I workout, why I eat clean, why anything…I need a vision board or something. I have so much on my mind and my priorities get messed up. Anyway, my fitness game…not good. I workout here and there, get sore and stop working out for a while.
Nutrition-wise, night shifts had me eating one good meal a day. Other days, I just didn’t eat lunch. I never liked buying lunch (a proper meal) at work…couldn’t get over how much it cost for one and so I’d have snacks instead. I ate out quite a bit in the evenings on my way home. That would be my supper. Now that am home for a while, there is so much food to eat here 🙂 I just walk to the fridge or take a study break (walk to a fast food place) and grab something to eat. Fact: I love fast food. I watched a bit of the documentary ‘What the health’ and about 10 min in, I turned it off and went had fries and fried chicken. And soda. I freaking love Coca cola. Like, whats wrong with me??!!
I’ve also been going to the cinema a lot. Another one of my nighttime study breaks. See how I distract myself? Its an expensive habit especially once you realize you’ve been to the cinema twice in the same week. So my finances are taking a hit. And why was everyone born in June, July, August?! My cousin bakes and I’ve been ordering and gifting cakes left, right and center! Generous much? Its got to stop. And need I mention my guilty pleasure? The mug cake?
You’d think I’d have gained weight because of my nasty habits but I haven’t. My weight hovers around 56, 57 and 58kg. Am 5ft tall and according to the BMI chart, thats good weight. I have however, had people saying that I’ve gained weight. I do look bigger. I’ve lost a lot of muscle mass (because I don’t really workout) and in its place, I’ve gained fat (remember my love for junk food?). I feel fluffy/squishy/soft/rounder…all that. I also feel like my bras got smaller but am still a member of the #ittybittycommittee 😀 I guess my lack of weight gain is due to the fact that am still physically active. For example, I love taking walks (I’ve even blocked off an hour in my daily schedule just for evening walks). Of course when I have plans to go somewhere for the day I walk for more than an hour.
I think I’ll end this here.
Not the most uplifting Not an uplifting post but I felt like putting this up. So much for a life update.
I’ll do better.
Have a great weekend!
Birthday activity # 1: Go for a ”10km” run
Am super stoked that the Mater heart run is going down today! On my Birthday! God is so good to me. No chance am skipping that.