Monday, October 24, 2011
Update #9 from Mamacat
Monday, September 26, 2011
Success not Dog Meat: Update from Mamacat
Beyond Mamacat's personal goals, she has experienced the benefits of the last secret in Hot (Sweaty) Mamas, "Act Like Others Are Watching Because They Are." What started as a solo journey has ended with her whole family being more active, including "date" bike rides with her husband and "family night" at the running track. Her son wants to join the local tri store's triathlon team next spring and together they've set their next goal: to run a 5K at the end of October. Mamacat set out to be mentored, but now she has become the mentor.
I think that new role became crystal clear for her at her second triathlon, which was full of obstacles for her; namely, recovering from a root canal that put a crimp in her training, frigid water and a rainy, cool day. Here's what she said about that race, which includes a great suggestion she got from a fellow Hot (Sweaty) Mama:
When the kids saw me coming through the trail head in the woods, they started calling my name as they waited at the top of the hill. "Come on mom, you can make it, we'll finish with you!" When I got to the top of the hill and rounded the corner to the last few hundred feet, my wee ones were there and running with me and we crossed the finish line together. It was awesome.
A day or so later I started beating myself up for not going faster or doing a better job in the race. I confessed this to a mom at Moms on the Run and she, after admonishing me for such behavior, gave me a nice little piece of advice. "Write a letter to each of your children. Tell them how you ran your first real triathlon when you were sick and it was cold and rainy. Even though there were times you wanted to give up, you didn't. You kept going and kept trying and you finished it. Doesn't matter how fast, it matters that you didn't give up. Write this letter to them now while it's fresh in your mind. Let them open it later in life when they need to remember all the reasons why they should "try" or "do the best they can do" or why they "shouldn't give up." It'll be quite a gift for them and a beautiful lesson. "Love it!
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Update #8 from Mamacat
I think someone has the bug and couldn't wait to compete.
I got to hear all about that first triathlon finish the next week when we trained together on a 20-mile ride and 15-minute run (by the way, it was her idea to go farther than we planned). What she knows, and will reminded every time she finishes a hard workout or steps over another finish line, is something we say in Hot (Sweaty) Mamas: Five Secrets to Life as a Fit Mom about crossing over from "exercise as dreaded task" to fitness as a lifestyle:
The reason exercise becomes habit-forming is because it provides you with a sense of power over your life: You can control what you do with your day and take time to do something that makes you feel good. It literally makes you feel strong and powerful. Exercise is a bridge between mind and body, and it empowers them both. Once you're been exposed to that power (like the endorphins) it's hard to give up. This positive force is self-perpetuating. Now fitness is more than a habit; it's a lifestyle.You'll see what I mean as Mamacat shares her race experience. She is definitely in a place where her fitness is self-perpetuating. In her words:
I'm am overjoyed to report I finished my first triathlon, something I never in my wildest dreams would have guessed I'd ever say. There was as much mental effort as their was physical effort involved in me getting to this point. But I did it. I had all the tools, all the support and all the drive. Had I never read Hot (Sweaty) Mamas, I never would have dreamed that I'm not the only woman to struggle with finding time or more importantly, find the WILL to make it happen.
The thing I kept with me the whole race was Kara's encouraging words the night before the race: "you have trained for this, you are ready"...without that mantra, I may have given up before getting across the start line. She was right, though, I did train and I was ready. Was I a super-power-house-record-breaking-newsflash...no, but I had worked for this and was able to apply both endurance and free will to cross that finish line.
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| Mamacat in pink, just steps away from her first triathlon finish. |
WHAT A FEELING. Better than any job promotion I had ever received, which is noteworthy because so often it was work that stopped me from finding time for fitness. My kids and my husband were so proud, which is noteworthy because it took away the guilt I had put upon myself when I choose to run, bike or swim instead of get an extra time with them. My body did it, which is noteworthy because of all those times I told myself I never could and it never could...and then it did! And I feel so much better these days...why would I ever deny myself this healthful way of life?
I was so elated to finish this triathlon that I signed up for a second one just one week before the Iron Girl Duathlon. Who'd a thought? I'm as nervous for the Iron Girl as I am excited. All those women. Athletes. Racing against themselves. Racing against each other. Pushing their bodies to peak levels of fitness and knowing the reward of accomplishment awaits at the end. And no matter what, NO ONE CAN EVER TAKE THAT AWAY from you. How awesome.
My Moms on the Run comrades were so supportive and all Hot (Sweaty) Mamas for crossing their own finish line at the Silvera Run the same day of my triathlon. I wish I could have run with them but I was there in spirit and now glad to be back with them for the fall program.
My husband was so inspired by my inspiration that he's hogging my Hot (Sweaty) Mamas book, a book that I pick up often just for a little mental juice to keep me motivated and trying new ways to make time, take time, share time or snare time. He's replacing "mom" with "dad" and starting his own journey of fitness par excellence! (Man, talk about smoking me on the bike trail yesterday!)
Less than two weeks until the Iron Girl and less than one week until the next tri. I'm committed....100% committed!
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Update #7 from Mamacat
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Update #6 from Mamacat
I've been too busy working out to write you an update. For more than a week, my Polar Activity Monitor has been doing the boogey woogey dance with no less than 2-hour workouts each day. I've been getting back to spin class, hiking, going to Moms on the Run and general all around time for ME. When my project in Boston wrapped up and I got the Iron Girl training schedule, I had no choice but to catch up on lost time after those late Boston evenings in the office instead of the gym.
The training scared me...not that I couldn't do it but just that I should be farther along by now. I got scared straight to the gym! AND I’M ALL THE BETTER FOR IT. I've been enjoying the work break (but miss the Boston gals) and putting fitness first every single day, sometimes with workouts in the morning and again in the evening. It's been awesome.
You'd think the weight would be melting off but it's doing the opposite and I don't even care (that says a lot for my mood) because I feel better regardless of the stupid f-ing scale.
I'm still a pokey little runner that can only handle a few minutes at a time but the minutes are growing longer with the walking time becoming less. When I'm tired, I looked to my MOTR peers and they help push me—it's really quite awesome.
Oh—and check this out—I ORDERED vegetables on my chicken at lunch today. A first. (You don't have to post this part, it's actually quite embarrassing that I’m such a veggie hater. But oh, am I trying.)
I am having a good week. It's full of variety and activity. It is almost like one workout isn't enough. I have so much more energy and therefore so much more motivation. (My knees hurt, though.)
Focusing in on your chapter 13, we (hubby and I) both have fitness goals and we are appreciating each others efforts with support. He helps me make time (and helped me to pick out my swank new bike) and I have put his fitness way ahead of his massively growing honey-do list. And likewise, I am out the door to the gym long before I tackle laundry or dust bunnies. The children are also getting in on it...helping more with their own chores and—get this—keeping track of how many Diet Cokes mom has. If I have too many, I get assigned extra sit ups before bed. There is a new chart in the kitchen to track it! Hub and I have even had a few riding dates and it is awesome.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Update #5 from Mamacat
Mamacat used all of those qualities last week, don't you think? Here's her report:
It feels like this past week was a weak one for me, but in hindsight I ran twice so it wasn't a complete wash. I left for Boston at the crack of dawn on Monday and returned home in time to make it to the launch of Moms on the Run. That is going to be really cool. I think it helped, both mentally and physically that it was freezing cold by the lake... we couldn't get started running fast enough. Before I knew it, we had completed our first run/walk class with 60 second runs and 3 minute walks. There were a few "bursts" that went by quickly and others in which I felt like I was sucking sand. The camaraderie was cool, though: Sisterhood rocks. I actually had to say outloud that I was 1) running to try and like running and 2) running so I could do a duathalon. The latter made me sound like I was fit.
I ate my veggies that night, too. Rutebega slices and cucumbers; both raw, both fresh and both good. I also started buying fresh fruit from the deli counter when I stop to get my morning Diet Coke. With fruit at my desk, I nibble on that instead of naughty things.
No work out for the next few days after a multi-day migraine. Saturday morning I slept through the 8 am spin class and by the time I left for the gym realized they didn't have daycare hours in the afternoon. I stayed in my workout clothes and when my weekend-working husband arrived home, I took the kids to the track at the park and did the same workout as I did on Wednesday with Moms on the Run, while they rode bikes. Having had "direction" on what to do, I couldn't cheat myself.
Today, Sunday, I had to catch a flight and I felt too much pressure to hit the gym and pack and make it to the airport on time. The flight was delayed so it will be too late by the time I get in. Monday is a new week and a new day. I know I will find time to do my Moms on the Run homework and am jonesing for a spin class!
Oh, did I mention breaking in my new running shoes, a serious-support-the-girls sports bra and really good socks? Mental and physical difference. Tonight I'm gong to sleep with my Hot Sweaty Mamas book under my pillow so all the good karma and tips will seep out into my brain. I'm serious. Why do you think I bought the shoes? There is a chapter for that.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Update #4 from Mamacat
Much like our children don't ever give us "time off," when you're on the road for work it can seem as if you're on the clock from take off until you touch down back home. Mamacat is persevering, but here's what she had to say in an email to me last week:
Mamacat is PENT UP LIKE A CAGED DOG doing taxes and work. I've been in my workout clothes all day--since the lead on my project called and said, "You are going to the gym? Oh, that must be nice. I had to skip church. But the client is expecting this document today and the multi-million dollar contract is waiting for YOU, so can you please make it your priority?" Like a sucker I caved. Weak, like the jiggle of my thighs (that were in route to firmness!).
I walk instead of taking a cab, I take the hotel stairs instead of the elevator. I've even gotten up in a few (women only) meetings and done lunges while we work. It has been very challenging to get a long hardcore workout in, but I'm keeping my body moving. I also bought a new "across the body" purse so I could swing my arms better when tramping through the airport to log more time on my Polar Activity Monitor. That was a smart move (except for the divorce court I may end up in when my husband sees the price of the purse!).One of the hardest shifts in my thinking as a "Fit Mom" was allowing these short fitness bursts to count toward workout time, or a short workout worthy of being considered a "real" workout. Not only do they do your body good, they also keep your mind engaged in the sport of snagging exercise wherever you can get it (this can become a fun challenge) and ensures that you keep thinking of yourself as a fit mom. Because at the end of the day you will feel better about doing leg lifts while waiting for a cab than if you had done nothing at all.
P.S. For those readers in the Minneapolis area, Mamapedia is offering a sweet deal for the Moms on the Run Program. More than half off their 18-week fitness program and you get to train and bond with other moms! Incentive galore!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Update #3 from Mamacat
- Happy-inducing (you have to enjoy yourself)
- Authentic (the workout is an expression of the true you; it fits like your favorite pair of jeans)
- Better off than before (that feeling of empowerment you get when it’s over)
- Integrates easily into life (slides right into your schedule, or at least into your chaotic world)
- Time-valued (when the workout moves higher on your to-do list because you really want to get it done)
It took everything to drag my sorry, crabby arse to the gym. My neck hurt (the accident), my back hurt (the accident) and I was puffy. Tired. BUT, I told a friend I would meet her at spin class. The step to meet a friend makes a big difference, especially in the evening hours after a long day of work. Additionally, I knew I didn't have a reason to skip. I had an excuse but not a reason. So I went. Well, someone invited my inner Hot (Sweaty) Mama to the party because as soon as the 80's music starting blaring, I was taking names. I fleshed out every bad piece of mood in my bones and left on such an endorphin high--the party was rocking!
Friday, March 11, 2011
Update #2 from Mamacat
The trip to Flordia was great even if just to have my body in constant motion in fresh air. I walked, walked, and walked...power walked, leisure walked, errand walked. There were some days I had 4 1/2 hours of moderate activity on the Polar Activity Monitor. There were others, like the day I went (via car) from Miami to Benita Beach, when I gave my body a rest. Having the Polar Activity Monitor made me concsious of "movement" at all times. Even standing in line or cooling off in the pool, I shifted my mind to squats, lunges and laps. And it paid off...my mood has been great, my stress level even, and my weight is down 5 pounds!
There was little temptation for Diet Coke while in Miami because we were at a "Pepsi establishment." That was good -- I drank more water. I do confess, though... as soon as I got to a Pepsi-free zone I overindulged in my beloved Diet Coke. In no time, I was back up the three or more. Now that I've returned to snow country, I am trying to manage back down to one or two a day.
We have joined a new gym, officially, but I'm having a hard time letting go of my membership to the YMCA. I know the classes so well and the camaraderie in the classes has been built up over a long period of time. I am in a comfort and motivated zone when I am there. I don't want to be the rookie at the new club. I fear I will look foolish trying to figure out the machines. This is stupid, I know, I must get over it.
We are mid way through March and I know April brings Mom's On the Run...the anticipation is growing and I'm excited. There is potential work travel ahead of me, and while I worry that will bring on challenges in becoming a Hot (Sweaty) Mama, I am trying not to get ahead of myself... as your book says and I learned early in my recovery program... one day at a time.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Update #1 from Mamacat
Monday, February 21, 2011
Becoming a Hot (Sweaty) Mama
Mamacat is a long-time friend of mine. This is a woman who lights up a room with her smile, is bubbling over with enthusiasm, and keeps me awestruck with her ability to be both kick-ass mom and business super power. She refinishes antique furniture, gardens, and loves to sail, too, by the way.
In December we celebrated our birthdays over lunch and she asked me if she could be a “test case” on Mama Sweat. She struggles to “find time for fitness in the chaos of motherhood” and needed some help.
Huh.
That’s what Mama Sweat is all about, really. Sure, I can be a little self-indulgent every now and then, droning on about my own personal fitness escapades (and fitness model escapades), but all of these posts, at their core, is to inspire, motivate, encourage, and... help.
So readers? You up for helping?
If I must say, I’m a good cheerleader and I know Mama Sweat readers are, too. Could we do this? Could we help Mamacat become a Hot (Sweaty) Mama?
In order to get her going I’ve set her up with a few goodies:
For Inspiration: An advance copy of “Hot (Sweaty) Mamas: Five Secrets to Life as a Fit Mom.” Mamacat will give it a read and we’ll hear what tidbits from the book get her up and moving.
For Motivation: Entry into the Iron Girl Duathlon in Bloomington on September 24, plus access to Iron Girl’s training program. There is nothing--and I mean nothing--like a goal to get you motivated to move.
Encouragement: The Polar Activity Monitor, of course, The Hot (Sweaty) Mama escort service is always there to tell you how you’re doing.
Help: A local program called “Moms on the Run,” which offers training runs and bootcamp classes throughout the Twin Cities, has generously offered to take Mamacat into their program (Mamacat and I live about an hour away from each other so I needed to put her in good hands!)
We’ll check in with Mamacat every few weeks or so to hear about how these goods and services are working for her and, of course, how she’s progressing. But first, let me introduce you to our Hot (Sweaty) Mama in-the-making, and tell you a little about what she wants, and what her obstacles are. (Some of this might sound familiar.)
Name: MamaCat (Not her real name of course, that’s what she signs in as for comments)
Age: Really? Can I just say "about 40"?
Children: 8-year-old boy/girl twins and a 5-year-old diva.
Occupation: Advertising Operations Consultant. (Kara’s note:The job title on her business card is “Director of Radical Efficiency,” which sound like the person I want to hire to run my life.)
I want to be more active because: I like to be active. I FEEL better when I'm active. My mind works better, my stress level is much more manageable and for Pete's sake an endorphin rush is better than a caffeine crash any day! I also want my kids to grow up with fitness as a part of their everyday life. And I'm envious of all those couples who have couple workouts. My husband hates the gym, dusts me on a bike ride and takes one stride for every eight of my own. Be that as it may, he needs to build a strong and healthy heart now that he's had heart surgery. I hope to get old and fit together!
My biggest obstacle for finding time for fitness: I love my children, I love my husband and I love my job. But they all come first. I also work hard on my recovery program, which is a priority in my life. (Did she just say “recovery”? Yes, she did and we’ll get into more details about that in later posts, too.) So by the time it comes around for 'me' time and the gym, it can be hard to find time. I go through phases where I get to the gym at least five times per week and then something will break the cycle (an injury, a business trip, a heart surgery, a deadline) and it can throw me off my rocker for weeks.
Kara’s Note: Mamacat was literally thrown off her rocker two weeks ago when she fell off a ladder trying to remove an ice dam from her roof. Girlfriend has three broken vertebrae and a concussion so bad her docs told her not to think. She is healing and ready, albeit gingerly, to move again.
My vision of me as a fit mom is: Being comfortable in my own skin (and skirt) and having ease of mind. I'd also love to feel fit enough to try a mini tri.
To test her seriousness about becoming a Hot (Sweaty) Mama, I went right for her weakness: Diet Coke. I knew she drank a lot of Diet Coke, which I considered a slight impediment to a healthy lifestyle. Check this out if you don’t believe me:
I wasn’t out to take what she calls her "last vice" away altogether, but suggested she seriously cut down. Since we met for lunch almost two months ago she is down from about eight (8!) a day to two or less and drinking more water instead.
Mamacat already has her first victory! And as you all know, that is how it’s done. One little victory leads to another little victory, which leads to another little victory. Momentum!
Please say hello to Mamacat and let her know she can do this!


