Back in the saddle again

Well, I don't know quite what I was so worried about. I got through 3.5 miles no problem. And the amazing thing is that I ran them at about an 11:30 pace. That's good for a fat girl who['s first 5K was at a 12:59 pace and that was just at the end of November. I'd say that's quite an improvement. I was very proud of myself. I've been working a lot on controlling my breathing and it seems to make a big difference. So does having stuff to look at. The TM is ok and all, but outside is the way to go.

I think I am going to go do that 5K this coming Saturday. So what if I don't make it to run the entire thing. I'll bet I can, though. I think I've officially been bitten by the running bug again, and that's not a bad thing.

Thanks, girls, for all of you who have been nudging me back here.

Okay, so I suck.

Alright...after much prompting and borderline harrassment (THANKS, Elysia!), I am here to update my long lost blog.

I have healed from the tendonitis in the ankle and have started running again. I haven't made it outside yet, because it has been cold and truth be told, I am scared. I am afraid to run outside because that is where I got hurt the first time. I know I just need to get over it, but it is really tough to get past mentally. I have been telling myself all week that this weekend I will get out and do three miles. Well...that day is tomorrow. Hopefully I have an update to post tomorrow afternoon.

In my hiatus, I have joined the YMCA near where I work. I have kept up with that, going every morning before work. I roll my fat ass out of bed at 4:45 and go to the gym. I run, swim, bike, and lift weights in a rotating fashion. I LOVE it. It is one of the best things I have ever done for myself. Plus, it came with an uunexpected fringe benefit...a boyfriend.

I've been dating a guy I met at the Y for about 6 weeks now. He works there, and I am totally the happiest I have been in quite sometime. It's amazing. He is the best man EVER. And I mean EVER.

At any rate, I am still alive and kicking - er, running. I may attempt another 5K this coming Saturday. If not, then it will be the Susan G. Komen Race For the Cure with a bunch of friends in May.

Until next time....I'm out.

The verdict is in...

It is tendonitis. Not shin splints. Not a stress fracture. Tendonitis. I suppose that is the good news.

I have to take this big giant horse pill that is an anti-inflammatory twice a day, and I will need to start PT, going 3x/week for 3 weeks.

I must not run for 4 weeks, until I can be seen by the doctor again. That will make a total of about 8 weeks off. Sounds like I will need to start the C25K all over again. It is okay. I know what I'm in for this time, and I will be certain that I won't die before I get to the end.

The good thing is that the doctor is happy that I am concerned about doing some exercises to keep myself healthy. It would be great to drop another 10lbs before I go back to see him.

On a side note, I started swimming at the Y today and I absolutely LOVE it! I had a blast. And I got a good work out on top of it. Next week...cycling. :)

Whoda thunk it?

Never in a million years would I believe I'd be sitting here, with it being 12 degrees outside, wanting so badly to bundle myself up and run. I mean...come ON, that's frostbite weather for Pete's sake! Yet...I have this overwhelming urge to just go out and do it. I wouldn't have thought that I'd miss running so much, particularly when I have to force myself to do it some times.

My cousin summed it up properly by saying it was the "Runner's High" that kept him going. That wonderful, exhausted feeling of accomplishment and pride that is felt when the run is complete. That is the feeling I remember when I'm dong running. And that is the feeling that I'm missing right now.

I can't wait to get to the doctor to find out what's wrong with this leg. Hopefully I was just doing too much too soon and I'll need to throttle back a bit. Hell, at this point, I wouldn't even be upset if he told me I had to start from the beginning again. That actually might make me a stronger runner, who knows.

For now, I will sit and think about that feeling and wait patiently for the time when I can get out there again. Until then, Im going to become very well acquainted with the local Y.

Paging Dr. Bombay, Paging Dr. Bombay

I'm afraid I have to make another trip to the doctor. After taking the doctor prescribed week of rest and starting back slowly, my distances have become increasingly shorter over the past 2 weeks due to returned shin pain. After only 1/2 mile of running yesterday I had to stop because the pain was too much to push through. So, I will call the doctor and I will do whatever it takes to get over this injury.

In the mean time I have decided to join the Y. The Y has a pool, and swimming is something that I really enjoy doing, and will be a completey non-load bearing form of exercise for me. I will also be able to do some strength training and perhaps some yoga or pilates. So, until I can see the doctor, that is my plan of action. I will certainly keep you all informed.

Also, if any of you have had a similar injury, please share your thoughts, and any helpful tips you may have!

I am a slug.

That is all. There is nothing else to it. I am a slug.

How quickly we lose it

I never thought a week and a half off from running would cause me to back track. I did my first long run yesterday after the doctor's ordered rest for the leg strain. Now mind you, a long run for me is only 3.5 miles. Well, I pushed through it despote the fact that my legs started to feel heavy towards the end. This morning my quads are so terribly sore. I didn't notice how sore they actually were until I tried to get up off the floor after sitting there for an hour wrapping Christmas presents. YIKES!

I will stretch out today, maybe do some pilates to loosen up. My next scheduled running day is tomorrow. I will go. And I will do the best I can. And I will love it because I always do - at least after the fact. :)