IT son of a B

Saturday I drove out to the Dash Down Greenville 5K, and got there early enough to get a training run in.  I was a little concerned that I had not had a long running day in weeks.  My longest had been a 10 mile run over three weeks ago.  I did an 8 mile run, and then a total of 9.38 miles on this past Saturday (3.11 mi + 6.27mi).  It was at mile 4.5 on that training run when my hip started to feel REALLY tight.  I stopped and stretched on that run, and then did some more hip stretching before the gun went off for the 5K.

It was probably at mile 2 of the 5K, when I started to really hurt. I took short walking breaks to give my hip some rest, and finished the race at 35:28.00, which is three minutes slower than my average 5k race time.

I walked around the finisher’s area, grabbing beers, and race paraphernalia. As I started to walk back to my Jeep, my hip got worse; I could hardly walk.  I gimped across to the parking lot, and found that the area I parked in was Party Central for the parade.  If any of you are familiar with the Greenville Avenue St Patrick’s Day Parade, you will know or should know that the CVS parking lot at Lovers & Greenville is a melee of tents, parties, cookouts, kegs, freaks, and booze-a-plenty.  If you did not have a drink in hand or a jello shot in your face, someone was giving one to you.

No matter how much beer I drank, the pain was keeping me pretty sober.  I really just wanted to get out of there and go home, but my jeep was blocked in by the HUGE crowd of party goers.

Thankfully Christie was going to be just a train stop south of the parade, so I hopped on a DART train and met her at Whole Foods.  I had the hardest time walking.  I had to walk a block to get from the train station to the store, and I thought that at one point I was gonna start crying. I sucked it up, and just kept telling myself that I was almost there. Once I arrived I grabbed a couple more beers, and some food.

The next day it felt a little better, but the “better” never really progressed the following day. Tuesday I made an appointment with a Chiropractor, and will be  going in every day until race day.

The doctor has a massage therapist on staff, so she tries to work out the kinks for a half an hour, and then he tries to adjust my hip.  At one point he had his elbow dug into my glute muscle, with his entire 185 pounds of body weight pushing into that trigger point.  I had to just deep breath in order to take it.  I did not care what had to be done, I just wanted this pain gone.  I have the Dallas Rock ‘n’ Roll half Marathon on Sunday, so this needs to be remedied QUICK!

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Will

The power within yourself to be amazing.  We all have it; we just forget that this power is here with us, all the time.  The door we forget to open can lead us down an amazing road.

Just turn the knob and open it. It’s there.  Believe that it is.

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License plate? Anyone get that?

So this is what a body feels like a day after running 18 miles? Ya know, I would have thought that after feeling good yesterday post-“damn run”, that I would be escaping the aches and pains pretty much unscathed.

That’s where my brain deceives me. The thinking part.

First notable pain – the middle toe on my right foot.  Just the tip. Ow.

Second and third pain – my neck and shoulders

Ow my toe.

Third pain – middle of my back

Ow my toe!

I realize that this is a gradual onset of achiness, and that I could be in for an interesting next 12 hours.

I think I am starting to get a headache.

Ugh my toe! Am I about to lose a nail or what???

Breaking up is hard to do?

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Break-ups are hard to deal with in relationships and in dating.  Break-ups when it comes to training can be just as challenging.  There is that nagging thought that sticks you in the brain, like a pin poking at you, when … Continue reading

Merry Mileage

Last week I celebrated my 42nd Birthday. Some women and men for that matter fear aging.  Not me.  I can  sit back and feel great about being this age. I look at it this way; I am wiser than I was at 24, I am stronger emotionally than I was at 24,  I am healthier than I was at 24, and  I am much more physically fit than I was at 24.

On the actual day of my birthday I went out and decided to do a celebratory run; .1 miles for each year.  I only had an hour for lunch, so I would not have been able to do something epic.  I did have an epic idea, but I lacked the time to complete it; 42 min swim, 42 mile bike ride, 4.2 mile run.

I settled for the 4.2 mile run.

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Week 2 begins

First week went very well.  Although there were some hot and uncomfortable days that I had to train on, I made it through the discomfort.  Sunday I ran 4 miles, and in doing so, I went somewhat off the beaten path.  I do that sometimes to shake the monotony of running the same familiar routes.  It allowed me to tune out my brain, and take in the sights. 

I discovered some huge houses and nice hideaways. The elevation was not extreme at all, which gave me a more relaxing longer run.  Sadly I encountered way too many stray dogs. I hate that these poor creatures are on the street.  They left me alone for the most part, and a couple were more afraid of me, than a threat.   People really need to be mindful of their animals, and to spay and neuter them.  I hope that in my future training runs, I don’t have to encounter so many lost little souls. 

Speaking of strays, we rescued another one on Friday.  This sweet girl was wondering around our neighborhood for over a week with an unfixed male.  She was extremely friendly, and even sat for a couple of photos, so I could get the word out about her.  The male was not as social, and was too skittish and aloof. We were not able to catch him.

When we got home from work on Friday evening, the lost girl was laying in a yard three houses down.  When she caught eye of us, she bolted full speed to our place.  I made the decision to give her a home.  She adores everyone in the house!  The other dogs are happy with her and love her too.  She makes a great playmate to our puppy, and they wrestle for hours. 

We had our vet check her out, and she is in perfect health.  She just needs to be fixed, and that will be done within the next few weeks.  Puppy-boy is first.

So running aside, please spay and neuter your pets. Also please consider a shelter dog; rescues make the BEST companions!

Anyway here was my Sunday run

 

Completed (Run): Distance 4.02 mi, Duration 0:48:31, Pace 12:05 min/mile, Speed 5.0 mph.

And So It Begins… again

Week one of Half-Marathon training is upon me! Day one… a rest day. I can dig that!

I put in a little over 4 miles on Saturday morning, and my legs were noticeably heavy. Not quite sure what the exact problem was, but I am thinking it was due to lack of proper hydration and supplementation; a wagon that I have fallen off of as of late. I am a preacher of drinking water. Drink at least your 8 cups (64 oz) of water a day, and more than that during the summertime. The injury got me off my game with training and with the above theory; I have just not been cognitive of my water intake. My food intake, yes I have been mindful of, but hydration has been forgotten.  Bad me!

I made it through the run, but did have to walk almost a mile at the end.  Walking breaks are fine, but when it is something that you have to take suddenly, due to performance issues, you have got to look at the “why”.

Today I am looking at training schedules.  It was easy with the marathon training because I had a couple of books that were dedicated to the topic.  However with a Half Marathon it is a little more tricky to find solid tried and true advice.  It’s out there, but you have to weed through the web to get it.  I believe I am settled on one of Hal Higdon’s.   I may just be overly cautious due to the fact that I am coming back from an injury.  I’m going to take this slow. REPEAT. I am going to take this slow.

For now, here is an inspirational quote –


“I don’t love broccoli, and I don’t love the treadmill, but I love the way I feel when I’m healthy and strong. It empowers me in all facets of my life. So remember, that although something may not be fun in the moment, remind yourself of the ultimate reward, and allow that to motivate you through the tough times. ”

—Jillian Michaels