Well, I finally convinced Steve to let us unfreeze my account with 24 Hour Fitness and start up his account again last night. We went to the 24 hour near our house and signed up. Want to know the best part??? Besides that we both got "All-Club" access (except for one club in Murphy and one in Keller..that we'll never go to), Steve got me 3 personal training sessions for Christmas! How cool is that? Each session is an hour long and they'll give me a nutrition plan and set the plan toward my goals. I'm so excited!! I told the manager, "Can you give me someone like Jillian Michaels?" and he just smiled at me and said, "I've got a few people I can think of that would be good" haha I really want to take this seriously and I really want to better myself. Who knows, maybe after this I'll continue PT sessions every so often to keep me on track.
So this morning we woke up bright and early at 5:00 and were at the gym by 5:30. I tried to play it safe and was on the eliptical machine for 30 minutes. It didn't hurt my ankle to go forwards on the eliptical but when it asked me to go backwards, that's when I could feel pressure and it hurt a little. So apparently, I need to do more work in strengthening my ankle. After the cardio, I tried to do some ab work on the roman chair, but felt really winded and a little dizzy, so I decided I was done for the morning and Steve and I left. We were both kind of feeling the same way, so we figured we just need more time to get used to waking up so early in the morning and eat a little more before we go to the gym.
I'm so excited about finally working out again, though. I'm just really proud of us for going and I can't wait to go again. Tonight my friend Becca and I will go together. She needs someone to motivate her to go, so I'm going to be that person! Here's hoping we can keep up a routine and get back in shape!!
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
New Years Resolutions and Goals
So we're 22 days away from 2010 and I've decided to go ahead and set some goals for the new year and (hopefully) new me.
*Run a marathon.
- I'd like to participate in the White Rock Marathon next December since I've been injured and unable to participate in this years half. I'm pretty sure that if I allow myself to heal correctly, I'll be able to accomplish this goal with no major problems.
I'm going to start re-training hopefully by the end of next week. I'm still in my "boot" for the ankle injury that happened a few Monday's ago, so I'm taking it easy but I'm feeling antsy and need to get back on the road.
*Run 3-4 half marathons. In order to prep for my big goal, I'm going to need some help staying on track and signing up for some half marathons should be great. Plus, with each half marathon, I hope to improve my time. I'll get to that soon.
*Lose weight. My goal currently is 15 pounds, but 20 would be awesome. I've been tossing around the idea of joining Weight Watchers to help me get on track since it's worked so well for my sister and mother in law. I guess it depends on whether I can afford it! I do know that I'm rejoining my gym soon and I can't wait to get back on those cardio machines and back on the weight benches. Seriously, I'm starting to get anxious. By my 26th birthday (209 days from now or about 7 months), I'd love to be down to 135 and by the White Rock Marathon 130. If I even get close to either of those numbers, I'll be proud, so I don't want to set myself up for disappointment if I don't hit 135 exactly. I got down to 134 in HS my senior year, so it's been a long time since I've seen that number and I haven't seen 130 since probably 7th grade.
*A personal goal that would flippin' rock my world is if I could do any amount of pull ups by myself. I'm determined to get to at least 10 by the end of the year. My upper body has never been strong and I've always envied others who make it look so easy.
*As far as times realistically I'd be amazed if I ran a marathon in 5 1/2 hours. My dream is to run it in under 5 hours. Highly doubtful, but something that could be attainable whether it happens this year or next. For half marathons, I don't really care about the time of my first half. But I do have the goal of improving my time by 1 minute each race. A goal that I'd like to get to is a 10 minute mile pace for my half marathon by the end of the year. Before I hurt my ankle, I was at about a 12 minute mile pace...which was OK but not what I'd like to see later on down the road.
Unfitness related:
*I'd love to learn some new recipes and start thinking "outside box" for dinners. I'd like to incorporate my slow cooker more often since soon I'll be working out either early in the morning or after work.
*Call friends more often. I'm really bad about calling people. It would be one thing if I got off work about an hour sooner than I do. It's just so difficult for me to pick up the phone when I get home. I don't know why, but it is. I just find it to be personal time with my husband and I would rather sit and watch TV with him than pick up the phone and leave the room.
*Teaching. Please God just let me get a teaching job come this August. That's really the big one for me. Over running a marathon, over losing weight. I just want to teach. I could go on and on about how useless I feel in the position I hold right now, but most of my readers already know it!
As far as goals for this blog, I am hoping to find or buy an adapter for my camera so that I can start uploading pictures. My blog is so boring without them!! *here's hoping* I'll be more consistent and I'll definitely be tracking my progress more often. All these injuries leave me feeling like I have nothing to say, so hopefully in a few weeks, you'll see more posts coming.
*Run a marathon.
- I'd like to participate in the White Rock Marathon next December since I've been injured and unable to participate in this years half. I'm pretty sure that if I allow myself to heal correctly, I'll be able to accomplish this goal with no major problems.
I'm going to start re-training hopefully by the end of next week. I'm still in my "boot" for the ankle injury that happened a few Monday's ago, so I'm taking it easy but I'm feeling antsy and need to get back on the road.
*Run 3-4 half marathons. In order to prep for my big goal, I'm going to need some help staying on track and signing up for some half marathons should be great. Plus, with each half marathon, I hope to improve my time. I'll get to that soon.
*Lose weight. My goal currently is 15 pounds, but 20 would be awesome. I've been tossing around the idea of joining Weight Watchers to help me get on track since it's worked so well for my sister and mother in law. I guess it depends on whether I can afford it! I do know that I'm rejoining my gym soon and I can't wait to get back on those cardio machines and back on the weight benches. Seriously, I'm starting to get anxious. By my 26th birthday (209 days from now or about 7 months), I'd love to be down to 135 and by the White Rock Marathon 130. If I even get close to either of those numbers, I'll be proud, so I don't want to set myself up for disappointment if I don't hit 135 exactly. I got down to 134 in HS my senior year, so it's been a long time since I've seen that number and I haven't seen 130 since probably 7th grade.
*A personal goal that would flippin' rock my world is if I could do any amount of pull ups by myself. I'm determined to get to at least 10 by the end of the year. My upper body has never been strong and I've always envied others who make it look so easy.
*As far as times realistically I'd be amazed if I ran a marathon in 5 1/2 hours. My dream is to run it in under 5 hours. Highly doubtful, but something that could be attainable whether it happens this year or next. For half marathons, I don't really care about the time of my first half. But I do have the goal of improving my time by 1 minute each race. A goal that I'd like to get to is a 10 minute mile pace for my half marathon by the end of the year. Before I hurt my ankle, I was at about a 12 minute mile pace...which was OK but not what I'd like to see later on down the road.
Unfitness related:
*I'd love to learn some new recipes and start thinking "outside box" for dinners. I'd like to incorporate my slow cooker more often since soon I'll be working out either early in the morning or after work.
*Call friends more often. I'm really bad about calling people. It would be one thing if I got off work about an hour sooner than I do. It's just so difficult for me to pick up the phone when I get home. I don't know why, but it is. I just find it to be personal time with my husband and I would rather sit and watch TV with him than pick up the phone and leave the room.
*Teaching. Please God just let me get a teaching job come this August. That's really the big one for me. Over running a marathon, over losing weight. I just want to teach. I could go on and on about how useless I feel in the position I hold right now, but most of my readers already know it!
As far as goals for this blog, I am hoping to find or buy an adapter for my camera so that I can start uploading pictures. My blog is so boring without them!! *here's hoping* I'll be more consistent and I'll definitely be tracking my progress more often. All these injuries leave me feeling like I have nothing to say, so hopefully in a few weeks, you'll see more posts coming.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Races in the Future
I decided today that instead of being complete down and out about not being able to run my first half marathon, that I'd look to the future and see what races will be around in the coming months. Here's a list of possible contenders that I'm contemplating signing up for to get me back on track after my unfortunate ankle sprain:
*Dallas Jingle Bell run on December 22nd. 5K 6:30 at the Hilton Anitole.
*Plano Pacers 8K Holiday run December 26th 8:00 am
*New Years Run January 1st 5M 10:00 am Norbuck/Flag Pole Hill
*DRC Frigid 5K/10K run January 2nd 8:00 am Winfrey Point
*Run On! Too Cold To Hold 5K/15K January 17th 8:30 am at Winfrey Point
*The Texas Half hosted by Run On! January 30th 8:00 Winfrey Point
*Cupid's Run 5K February 13th at 8:00 am White Rock Lake
*Cupid's Couple Race in McKinney 5K/10K February 14th McKinney,TX
*Cowtown Half Marathon February 27th, 7:30 am Sundance Square
*Rock 'n Roll Dallas Half Marathon March 14th Dallas City Hall (it would be amazing if the website would actually list the start time of the race. I'm going to assume 7:30-8:00)
*Big D Marathon April 11th, 8:00 am Cotton Bowl-26.2
Ok, so I may be ambitious to think that I could possibly complete a full marathon by April. But I've had my eye on that for at least a month and a half now. As of today I have 128 days until the full marathon. That's 4 months. Let's not forget that two weeks ago I was able to complete 13 miles. I think if I am able to train hard and heal properly that I can do this. I won't sign up for it yet. Nothing would suck more than to go ahead and pay for any of these races and then have to bow out because I didn't give myself enough time to heal. But I think this whole "not running" thing really puts me in a downer mood and I can't believe how much I've come to rely on the way I feel after a run to motivate me.
I'd really like to sign up for the races around the holidays because let's face it-I like to eat. I like to eat a lot. And not once did I feel guilty on Thanksgiving because I kept thinking, "I ran 8 miles today. I'm good". But I also didn't pig out either...so hoping that I have the will power to have small amounts of whatever I want and running on top of it, makes me think that possibly I'll lose weight (what, what???) and feel great during the holidays instead of lethargic and full like I normally am.
I think that's a pretty good assortment of races, don't you? I've got a few at the end of this month, a few in January, a few February, one big one in March, and an even bigger one in April.
The only thing that sucks about wanting to do these races is having to pay for them. It's hard to rationalize paying for a race that I could really run on my own if I wanted to. There's no comparison, though, when it actually comes down to running the race along fellow runners and athletes who are serious about the sport. It's the most amazing feeling and it's so motivating. We shall see.
*Dallas Jingle Bell run on December 22nd. 5K 6:30 at the Hilton Anitole.
*Plano Pacers 8K Holiday run December 26th 8:00 am
*New Years Run January 1st 5M 10:00 am Norbuck/Flag Pole Hill
*DRC Frigid 5K/10K run January 2nd 8:00 am Winfrey Point
*Run On! Too Cold To Hold 5K/15K January 17th 8:30 am at Winfrey Point
*The Texas Half hosted by Run On! January 30th 8:00 Winfrey Point
*Cupid's Run 5K February 13th at 8:00 am White Rock Lake
*Cupid's Couple Race in McKinney 5K/10K February 14th McKinney,TX
*Cowtown Half Marathon February 27th, 7:30 am Sundance Square
*Rock 'n Roll Dallas Half Marathon March 14th Dallas City Hall (it would be amazing if the website would actually list the start time of the race. I'm going to assume 7:30-8:00)
*Big D Marathon April 11th, 8:00 am Cotton Bowl-26.2
Ok, so I may be ambitious to think that I could possibly complete a full marathon by April. But I've had my eye on that for at least a month and a half now. As of today I have 128 days until the full marathon. That's 4 months. Let's not forget that two weeks ago I was able to complete 13 miles. I think if I am able to train hard and heal properly that I can do this. I won't sign up for it yet. Nothing would suck more than to go ahead and pay for any of these races and then have to bow out because I didn't give myself enough time to heal. But I think this whole "not running" thing really puts me in a downer mood and I can't believe how much I've come to rely on the way I feel after a run to motivate me.
I'd really like to sign up for the races around the holidays because let's face it-I like to eat. I like to eat a lot. And not once did I feel guilty on Thanksgiving because I kept thinking, "I ran 8 miles today. I'm good". But I also didn't pig out either...so hoping that I have the will power to have small amounts of whatever I want and running on top of it, makes me think that possibly I'll lose weight (what, what???) and feel great during the holidays instead of lethargic and full like I normally am.
I think that's a pretty good assortment of races, don't you? I've got a few at the end of this month, a few in January, a few February, one big one in March, and an even bigger one in April.
The only thing that sucks about wanting to do these races is having to pay for them. It's hard to rationalize paying for a race that I could really run on my own if I wanted to. There's no comparison, though, when it actually comes down to running the race along fellow runners and athletes who are serious about the sport. It's the most amazing feeling and it's so motivating. We shall see.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Dallas Turkey Trot
Before my lovely accident, I was fortunate enough to be able to run the Thanksgiving Turkey Trot in downtown Dallas. What an experience that was!
Steve and I got up early and headed out to ride the DART down to the race. I don't know what I was expecting as far as the DART was concerned. Space to sit? There certainly wasn't any. It was standing room only when we got on at Arapaho Station. I looked at Steve like, "What's going to happen at the next 8 stops?" People got on with strollers, one lady even got on with a big wagon for her kids! WTF? I really appreciate that you're bringing your kids along to this awesome, family event, but seriously, could you not have taken your car and not taken up the entire aisle? Seriously. Towards the end of our ride, it got more and more packed. I felt like a sardine. Normally, I'm not claustrophobic, but by the time the train hit the Convention Center station, I was ready to get off.
What was even more frustrating than the DART was probably the port-a-potty lines. Holy cow. Talk about not enough! Steve and I stood in line for at least 30 minutes waiting to use them. The race even started before we could get out of line.
Supposedly, there were over 37,000 racers at the Turkey Trot. That's more than the population of the town I'm from! How crazy is that? Once we were finally able to join the race, it took a good 2 miles before the road opened up and we were dodging people left and right. It was extremely frustrating to be around all the walkers and the dogs. I had one dog literally stop feet in front of us and begin pooping in the middle of the road. And Steve and I both almost ran into parking meters about 3 times.
Once the road cleared up though, everything was pretty smooth sailing. We ran around the JFK memorial, on into the Oak Cliff area. We ran over bridges, which was pretty freaking amazing, and around the now pile of steel that used to be Reunion Arena.
Seriously, it was great and I am proud of us. I hate to say it, but I owned Steve during the race. The whole time. And naturally, at the finish, he decided to kick it in gear and finish slightly ahead of me. Which is awesome since of course, that's where the cameras are. Whatever. I know the truth and I know that I had to stop on more than 3 occasions to search for him or walk with him. I don't know when I'll let him live that down.
But in all seriousness, it was a fun race. We ate some yogurt and drank lots of water and got back on the DART and actually got seats this time. And by the time we got home it was "feast" time. It was nice to be able to eat a little bit of everything and not feel guilty about it all day. I think this should become a tradition for us. It would be even more fun if we could get more of our family involved in the race, but I know that they'd probably only be willing to do the 5k and that we'd have to walk it and to me, I'd rather run so that I can eat more :)
To put me in the Christmas Spirit I'll also add a picture of my Christmas tree that I bought, put up, and decorated this past weekend:
Steve and I got up early and headed out to ride the DART down to the race. I don't know what I was expecting as far as the DART was concerned. Space to sit? There certainly wasn't any. It was standing room only when we got on at Arapaho Station. I looked at Steve like, "What's going to happen at the next 8 stops?" People got on with strollers, one lady even got on with a big wagon for her kids! WTF? I really appreciate that you're bringing your kids along to this awesome, family event, but seriously, could you not have taken your car and not taken up the entire aisle? Seriously. Towards the end of our ride, it got more and more packed. I felt like a sardine. Normally, I'm not claustrophobic, but by the time the train hit the Convention Center station, I was ready to get off.
What was even more frustrating than the DART was probably the port-a-potty lines. Holy cow. Talk about not enough! Steve and I stood in line for at least 30 minutes waiting to use them. The race even started before we could get out of line.
Supposedly, there were over 37,000 racers at the Turkey Trot. That's more than the population of the town I'm from! How crazy is that? Once we were finally able to join the race, it took a good 2 miles before the road opened up and we were dodging people left and right. It was extremely frustrating to be around all the walkers and the dogs. I had one dog literally stop feet in front of us and begin pooping in the middle of the road. And Steve and I both almost ran into parking meters about 3 times.
Once the road cleared up though, everything was pretty smooth sailing. We ran around the JFK memorial, on into the Oak Cliff area. We ran over bridges, which was pretty freaking amazing, and around the now pile of steel that used to be Reunion Arena.
Seriously, it was great and I am proud of us. I hate to say it, but I owned Steve during the race. The whole time. And naturally, at the finish, he decided to kick it in gear and finish slightly ahead of me. Which is awesome since of course, that's where the cameras are. Whatever. I know the truth and I know that I had to stop on more than 3 occasions to search for him or walk with him. I don't know when I'll let him live that down.
But in all seriousness, it was a fun race. We ate some yogurt and drank lots of water and got back on the DART and actually got seats this time. And by the time we got home it was "feast" time. It was nice to be able to eat a little bit of everything and not feel guilty about it all day. I think this should become a tradition for us. It would be even more fun if we could get more of our family involved in the race, but I know that they'd probably only be willing to do the 5k and that we'd have to walk it and to me, I'd rather run so that I can eat more :)
To put me in the Christmas Spirit I'll also add a picture of my Christmas tree that I bought, put up, and decorated this past weekend:
Warning: Major Bummer Post
So, my quest to run a half marathon has been cut short. At least in time for the Dallas White Rock marathon on December 13th.
Monday night after work, I decided to go for a short 5k run. I knew the weather was going to be pretty nasty for the next couple of days and wanted to keep myself accountable for running.
Steve was running late from work, so I decided to head out by myself and get back before he got home. I put my brace on my right ankle, that still swells when I run from the previous ankle injury, grabbed a flashlight and was out the door. I felt great. I tried to pick up my pace and just focused on running and trying to land correctly on feet.
About a mile in (I'm guessing, it could have been a little more than that) I came across a section of sidewalk that had some leaves and acorns in a pile. I saw it, I expected it, I was ready. Then all of a sudden as my left foot hit the ground, it literally bent on it's side and down I went. How ironic that this would happen to the ankle that I hadn't injured before.
My heart sunk, I stifled a scream, and literally just turned right around and started hobbling home. It hurt. Like crazy. I forced myself not to cry and just focused on putting one foot in front of the other. I stopped my Pandora radio on my iPhone and dialed Steve, but he was on the DART and unreachable. I thought about calling Steve's parents but figured they were working late and didn't think about calling my friend and co-worker who also lives in the area until I was probably a few blocks from home. I was so angry. I wanted to throw my cell phone, I wanted to throw my flash light. I wanted to scream obscenities. I just knew this was the end of the road for my goal of running the half marathon at the White Rock race.
The farther I walked, the more painful it was. The pain was shooting up my leg and down my foot. I just knew I couldn't stop walking, I had to keep going until I got home. Once I got there, I sat down on the recliner and started bawling as I took off my shoes and socks to survey the damage. It was already starting to swell pretty nicely and after sitting, I could barely put any weight on it.
So I sat in the chair, crying my eyes out until I could compose myself enough to slowly and painfully hobble to the freezer and grab a baggie full of ice. Then I just waited for Steve to get home. I sat in the silence and just cried. Since July I've been working on this goal. I've had my eye on the prize and I was doing so well. Just a week and a half ago I ran 13 miles! 4 days ago I ran the 8 mile Turkey Trot in Dallas! I mean, seriously!
Once Steve got home he took care of me, he brought me some soup, and re-wrapped my ankle with more ice and saran wrap. Then at 8:30 we started seriously talking about heading the ER because I was concerned at how painful my ankle was. I can't remember it ever feeling that bad whenever I tried to put pressure on it.
So at 9:00 we got bundled up and headed over to the ER with books in hand, prepared for a long night. Luckily, the ER was completely empty and we got in really quickly. They put me in a wheelchair and when they took x-rays, kept me on the little gurney. It felt like a little bit of overkill to me, but hey, I'll take whatever I can get.
The doctor said it was just a bad sprain and to stay off of it for at least a week or two. I'm not taking any chances, so 2 weeks it is. I need to set up an appointment with an orthopedic doctor so he can check out my feet, but this just confirms that from now on I need to run with 2 braces :) I was given a prescription for some Motrin, a big boot for my ankle, and crutches and was sent on my way.
Here I am waiting in the ER.
We finally got back home around midnight and I promptly fell asleep. The past few days have really been exhausting. The crutches are friggin killing my underarms. And I can slowly walk with just my boot...but it's like I'm a slow 80 year old, so I prefer the pain of the crutches over the slowness of the boot.
This has been really hard for me. I'm usually an on the go person. My walking pace is like a speed walker, so if anyone knows me, they know this is extremely frustrating for me. I only know one speed and this one isn't working for me.
It's also embarrassing being at work and being like, "Hey, guys, can someone go grab me a coffee" because Lord knows how I'd get a hot beverage without a lid to my desk when I've got to hold on to a pair of crutches. Luckily, we have bottled water so that's been easy to get myself.
To give a comparison. This is what my ankle looked like before:
Here's a shot of my swollen right ankle the last time I sprained it. Ironically, the right one looks like my normal ankle right now and my left is as swollen as my right one was.
On the bright side of things, not being able to do this race will open up another opportunity for someone who was put on the wait list. So at least someone will get to run.
Mark my words, next year, I will be running the White Rock marathon. And instead of the half, I've got my eyes set on the full. I can do this and I will do this and I'll find a way to not hurt myself :) And from now on, I'll be running on a track or a treadmill or wide open trails. No more sidewalks and bumpy roads. Those are CLEARLY bad for me.
Monday night after work, I decided to go for a short 5k run. I knew the weather was going to be pretty nasty for the next couple of days and wanted to keep myself accountable for running.
Steve was running late from work, so I decided to head out by myself and get back before he got home. I put my brace on my right ankle, that still swells when I run from the previous ankle injury, grabbed a flashlight and was out the door. I felt great. I tried to pick up my pace and just focused on running and trying to land correctly on feet.
About a mile in (I'm guessing, it could have been a little more than that) I came across a section of sidewalk that had some leaves and acorns in a pile. I saw it, I expected it, I was ready. Then all of a sudden as my left foot hit the ground, it literally bent on it's side and down I went. How ironic that this would happen to the ankle that I hadn't injured before.
My heart sunk, I stifled a scream, and literally just turned right around and started hobbling home. It hurt. Like crazy. I forced myself not to cry and just focused on putting one foot in front of the other. I stopped my Pandora radio on my iPhone and dialed Steve, but he was on the DART and unreachable. I thought about calling Steve's parents but figured they were working late and didn't think about calling my friend and co-worker who also lives in the area until I was probably a few blocks from home. I was so angry. I wanted to throw my cell phone, I wanted to throw my flash light. I wanted to scream obscenities. I just knew this was the end of the road for my goal of running the half marathon at the White Rock race.
The farther I walked, the more painful it was. The pain was shooting up my leg and down my foot. I just knew I couldn't stop walking, I had to keep going until I got home. Once I got there, I sat down on the recliner and started bawling as I took off my shoes and socks to survey the damage. It was already starting to swell pretty nicely and after sitting, I could barely put any weight on it.
So I sat in the chair, crying my eyes out until I could compose myself enough to slowly and painfully hobble to the freezer and grab a baggie full of ice. Then I just waited for Steve to get home. I sat in the silence and just cried. Since July I've been working on this goal. I've had my eye on the prize and I was doing so well. Just a week and a half ago I ran 13 miles! 4 days ago I ran the 8 mile Turkey Trot in Dallas! I mean, seriously!
Once Steve got home he took care of me, he brought me some soup, and re-wrapped my ankle with more ice and saran wrap. Then at 8:30 we started seriously talking about heading the ER because I was concerned at how painful my ankle was. I can't remember it ever feeling that bad whenever I tried to put pressure on it.
So at 9:00 we got bundled up and headed over to the ER with books in hand, prepared for a long night. Luckily, the ER was completely empty and we got in really quickly. They put me in a wheelchair and when they took x-rays, kept me on the little gurney. It felt like a little bit of overkill to me, but hey, I'll take whatever I can get.
The doctor said it was just a bad sprain and to stay off of it for at least a week or two. I'm not taking any chances, so 2 weeks it is. I need to set up an appointment with an orthopedic doctor so he can check out my feet, but this just confirms that from now on I need to run with 2 braces :) I was given a prescription for some Motrin, a big boot for my ankle, and crutches and was sent on my way.
Here I am waiting in the ER.
We finally got back home around midnight and I promptly fell asleep. The past few days have really been exhausting. The crutches are friggin killing my underarms. And I can slowly walk with just my boot...but it's like I'm a slow 80 year old, so I prefer the pain of the crutches over the slowness of the boot.
This has been really hard for me. I'm usually an on the go person. My walking pace is like a speed walker, so if anyone knows me, they know this is extremely frustrating for me. I only know one speed and this one isn't working for me.
It's also embarrassing being at work and being like, "Hey, guys, can someone go grab me a coffee" because Lord knows how I'd get a hot beverage without a lid to my desk when I've got to hold on to a pair of crutches. Luckily, we have bottled water so that's been easy to get myself.
To give a comparison. This is what my ankle looked like before:
Here's a shot of my swollen right ankle the last time I sprained it. Ironically, the right one looks like my normal ankle right now and my left is as swollen as my right one was.
On the bright side of things, not being able to do this race will open up another opportunity for someone who was put on the wait list. So at least someone will get to run.
Mark my words, next year, I will be running the White Rock marathon. And instead of the half, I've got my eyes set on the full. I can do this and I will do this and I'll find a way to not hurt myself :) And from now on, I'll be running on a track or a treadmill or wide open trails. No more sidewalks and bumpy roads. Those are CLEARLY bad for me.
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