New goal: half mary 11/16/08.
I'm still being consistent with my new schedule: t, th, sa, su - run; m, w, f - weight training and elliptical.
I feel better. Stronger.
My wings are New Balance 1223s. They rock. Running is much less painful for me now.
Gosh, I almost forgot the most exciting part for me - I've lost weight. It seems to just be melting away slowly but surely, unlike before when I ran every day. Makes no damn sense, but whatever....
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
New wings
I've been very good at sticking to my exercise schedule: Running T, Th, Sa; weights and elliptical on M, W, F. On Sunday anything goes.
I went through a very interesting fitting for new running shoes. I first stood on a platform which measured balance and arch. Yep, still flat-footed, but I'm perfectly balanced (in stance only, I can assure you). Next I was given a pair of shoes and instructed to hit the treadmill, where I would be filmed running so that my gait and foot strike could be evaluated.
I was mortified at having to run in front of what felt like a billion eyes. I felt my face burning as I had to return to the treadmill again and again to evaluate the different shoes the salesperson brought me. God, do I always run so LOUDly?
But the result was a stellar set of wings. Of course, I paid dearly for the shoes, but if they can help me avoid injury they are worth it. Now, if only someone could come up with shoes that could melt fat asses....
sigh.
I went through a very interesting fitting for new running shoes. I first stood on a platform which measured balance and arch. Yep, still flat-footed, but I'm perfectly balanced (in stance only, I can assure you). Next I was given a pair of shoes and instructed to hit the treadmill, where I would be filmed running so that my gait and foot strike could be evaluated.
I was mortified at having to run in front of what felt like a billion eyes. I felt my face burning as I had to return to the treadmill again and again to evaluate the different shoes the salesperson brought me. God, do I always run so LOUDly?
But the result was a stellar set of wings. Of course, I paid dearly for the shoes, but if they can help me avoid injury they are worth it. Now, if only someone could come up with shoes that could melt fat asses....
sigh.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
It's An Uphill Battle
2 miles today. That's it. 3.2 yesterday.
3 months ago I was running 4-6 miles in my sleep. How quickly things can change!
I'm not in as bad shape as when I first began running, but it's close to starting over for me. Uphill. Both ways.
(and then you die).
3 months ago I was running 4-6 miles in my sleep. How quickly things can change!
I'm not in as bad shape as when I first began running, but it's close to starting over for me. Uphill. Both ways.
(and then you die).
Sunday, July 6, 2008
A moving experience
I am loving this time off! It's amazing what one extra day can do for my mood, stamina, creativity...
Aside from hiking for 4 miles yesterday, hubby and I also moved several huge pieces of furniture out of the young lady's room (she's at a friend's lakehouse).
Her room is way too small for all the big furniture we had in there and it was my furniture as a child. It was decided (by she and I) that all but a bed and a small bookcase would be removed, to be replaced with more modern, grown up and smaller pieces, i.e. 2 "comfy" chairs and 2 storage ottomans facing the small wall which will house a small flat screen tv (after the first set of grades come in, that is).
Funny how I just glossed over "moving huge pieces of furniture" like that. Actually, we were unable to get the moving truck which our storage facility loans out for free to clients - the damn thing was booked up solid for a week! So we had to move the pieces of furniture (did I mention HUGE?) down a flight of stairs, out the front door, into the back of hubby's SUV (one at a time due to size), to the storage facility, unload, trudge down the huge halls to our storage room, unload, then back again. 4 trips. That doesn't include all the work in her closet. OMFG that girl had some stuff stuffed in that closet......
But it's done. I cried more than once as I went through the visual and physical process of saying goodbye not only to my childhood (all that furniture was mine, remember), but to hers. I had to officially say hello to young lady/woman. Not easy at all.
We're now working on closet solutions for her. I NEVER want to go through what I went through in that closet of hers!
Aside from hiking for 4 miles yesterday, hubby and I also moved several huge pieces of furniture out of the young lady's room (she's at a friend's lakehouse).
Her room is way too small for all the big furniture we had in there and it was my furniture as a child. It was decided (by she and I) that all but a bed and a small bookcase would be removed, to be replaced with more modern, grown up and smaller pieces, i.e. 2 "comfy" chairs and 2 storage ottomans facing the small wall which will house a small flat screen tv (after the first set of grades come in, that is).
Funny how I just glossed over "moving huge pieces of furniture" like that. Actually, we were unable to get the moving truck which our storage facility loans out for free to clients - the damn thing was booked up solid for a week! So we had to move the pieces of furniture (did I mention HUGE?) down a flight of stairs, out the front door, into the back of hubby's SUV (one at a time due to size), to the storage facility, unload, trudge down the huge halls to our storage room, unload, then back again. 4 trips. That doesn't include all the work in her closet. OMFG that girl had some stuff stuffed in that closet......
But it's done. I cried more than once as I went through the visual and physical process of saying goodbye not only to my childhood (all that furniture was mine, remember), but to hers. I had to officially say hello to young lady/woman. Not easy at all.
We're now working on closet solutions for her. I NEVER want to go through what I went through in that closet of hers!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
I'm running again.
I'm running again.
It's funny how one's reason(s) for running can change. Before "the boot" I was running from age, from fat, toward health. Now I'm running simply because I can.
I have learned from this injury. No longer will I combine increased mileage with increased speed. While my head, heart and lungs might tell me I can do it, I now know that my body was telling me I couldn't, but I didn't listen.
I tend to be a tad stubborn.
So now I run 2 days, rest 1, run 2, rest 1, etc. And they're easy runs, no real speed involved. It's all about rebuilding my stamina at this point. It's hard. My head (damn, that brain of mine!) tells me to run, run, run. "Run everyday," it says, "or you'll never get back in shape or as trim as you'd like." Ahhh, shaddap and help me figure out the meaning of life...
Anywho...while injured and unable to run, I threw myself into my photography. My wonderful and kind hubby stuck his neck out and bought me the Canon DSLR I had been coveting for a while. (Now if I could only get the choice glass I want...)
It's funny how one's reason(s) for running can change. Before "the boot" I was running from age, from fat, toward health. Now I'm running simply because I can.
I have learned from this injury. No longer will I combine increased mileage with increased speed. While my head, heart and lungs might tell me I can do it, I now know that my body was telling me I couldn't, but I didn't listen.
I tend to be a tad stubborn.
So now I run 2 days, rest 1, run 2, rest 1, etc. And they're easy runs, no real speed involved. It's all about rebuilding my stamina at this point. It's hard. My head (damn, that brain of mine!) tells me to run, run, run. "Run everyday," it says, "or you'll never get back in shape or as trim as you'd like." Ahhh, shaddap and help me figure out the meaning of life...
Anywho...while injured and unable to run, I threw myself into my photography. My wonderful and kind hubby stuck his neck out and bought me the Canon DSLR I had been coveting for a while. (Now if I could only get the choice glass I want...)
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Giving it away
I gave away my Peachtree Road Race number this morning - with the promise that I'd receive "my" tee shirt.
An attorney in my firm asked if anyone had one that wouldn't be used (for his son). Based on the fact that I can no longer run the required 10k because I'm so damned out of shape from the stupid ankle...sorry, I almost went on a tangent. Deep breath. As I was saying, based on the fact that I am no longer able to run the 10k, I decided to just let go and look toward next year's big one.
Mini - I had so hoped to meet you there, but since I never heard back from you about that I guess it doesn't much matter. Good luck to you in the race... [update] Mini - I read your blog and saw why I heard nothing. My heart goes out to you.
An attorney in my firm asked if anyone had one that wouldn't be used (for his son). Based on the fact that I can no longer run the required 10k because I'm so damned out of shape from the stupid ankle...sorry, I almost went on a tangent. Deep breath. As I was saying, based on the fact that I am no longer able to run the 10k, I decided to just let go and look toward next year's big one.
Mini - I had so hoped to meet you there, but since I never heard back from you about that I guess it doesn't much matter. Good luck to you in the race... [update] Mini - I read your blog and saw why I heard nothing. My heart goes out to you.
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