In the spirit of things not going according to plan...
Since the three runs last week went well enough, I decided to try extended the mile treadmill test with 1/2 mile of easy running to 1-1/2.
The next three days my hip hurt. What's worse, it hurt in a place that I'm pretty sure wasn't a place that indicated a strained or sore IT Band or anything else muscular. This time it was right in the outside of the joint. The place I'd expect to have something seriously wrong
Three runs last week. 1/2 mile each.
These are all walks on the treadmill. Monday and Wednesday I did 1/4 jogs twice with a mile total. Friday I walked 1/4, jogged 1/2 and then walked another 1/4.
How did they go? Not terrible. The two areas I'm watching closely of course are the right hip and upper IT Band. Only the tiniest niggle in either for all three sessions. I hesitate to call these workouts.
Even better, nothing post session to speak of in either place.
Trying to thin
Another year put to bed. No, not put to bed – killed, slain. Happily relegated to memory where only the good remains. In short, it was another in the years (plural now) of Covid-19. Wearing masks when leaving the house. Not leaving the house very much. Not running much (less than 500 miles) with two major injuries – one in the spring and one in the fall, so yeah, the two best times to be running.
If I’m being honest, there was a lot of good in 2021 for me and mine. Continued gas savings fro
I had this post all worked out for weeks. I was going to title it, “Hell has Frozen Over,” or “The Day Hell Froze Over.” I was going to tell you that this was the happiest day of my life. And it is. But I’m also grieving. This weekend was the emotional equivalent of being a pair of old socks tumbling around the clothes drier.
Let me back up, I had it all planned. I bought a ring. Not A ring. I bought THE Ring. I started sneaking off to the jeweler before Thanksgiving and picked up
Year-end wrap up. A couple of races, a summer of good running/getting out for some miles most days, then a complete loss of fitness/motivation through December. Happens every year.
Typically, I get back in the mood to train for something at the end of January, but I feel the call already this year...might be because we hosted Christmas for the first time ever, and everyone in the family brings 50 cookies for 20 people, so at least 100 cookies (no exaggeration) were left here (along with l
I had a epiphany yesterday. I need to make changes in my life and the only things stopping me are the excuses that I am making. Which is to say, me.
I keep doing the same thing and expecting different results. I keep trying to tackle the list of things I am unhappy about with a list of intentions that I fail to follow through on. Setting a high bar and then missing it.
So I woke up today, with one simple goal: avoid the couch. I was just not going to sit. Wake up, make coff
Suppose it's safe to post my mileage for December and the full year of 2021. I decided after my last test that I'm nowhere near getting back to a regular schedule, let alone training for anything.
4 miles for December.
581 for the year, most of that was in January-February and then another decent stretch in June-September. Couple of highlights: running double digits in early September in the PNW. Checked off the Ragnar from the bucket list. Welcomed Theo (GS#1) to the world. Visited th
Monday's test run was not bad. Quieter at the hip and the ITB. Even better, not much extra pain after.
Second round of PT on Wednesday worked on a few strengthening exercises, then John did a few things. Told me to run. ITB was fine but the hip hurt moderately. Then later that night and most of the next day it was back to the same old pain.
Patience, I guess.
Put together the IKEA bed with the storage drawers underneath. Those are still empty since we haven't decided what to put
Saw PT on Friday. Right side of my hip is out of whack. He moved it around some and gave me some different things to so that should strengthen the area. Going back 2-3 times a week through the end of the year. Said I could try running on it, but I didn't get around to it yesterday. Plus, while the ITB felt better, the hip hurt more than it has in a while - no doubt from the work he did. In any case, I wasn't motivated to try without a day of not hurting first.
So, I'll go out tomorrow for a
Now that song will be stuck in my head the rest of the day...
I'm still alive. I'm here. I'm...well...I'm struggling. Again. Seems like always, lately. A while back, my wife and I decided that we are getting divorced after 24 years of marriage. Not really a surprise...we've been in separate bedrooms for pretty much 4 years now. Our youngest is a junior in high school, and the other two are out of high school. So, yeah...it's time. I guess. I've been working two jobs for over a yea
November 2021 in review!
Total mileage for the month: 256.2
Nov. 1-7: 75.3
Nov. 8-14: 18.4 (I took 5 days off without an injury, believe it or not!)
Nov. 15-21: 66.3
Nov. 22-28: 72.6
Nov. 29-Dec. 5: projected at 76
Meeting Des Linden
Nov. 7: Bass Pro Marathon in 2:54:26 for 2nd overal
This past Thursday was a very special holiday for me. It was THE Turkey Trot, the race of the beginning and the ending, my forever benchmark, the only race that I have successfully streaked, and my first love.
The Turkey Trot, a four miler held each Thanksgiving morning, was my very first race back in 2011. I never thought I could be a runner before I crossed that finish line. I had started running that July and running (without stopping!!!) for FIVE MILES(!!!) felt like the biggest achi
Wonder what it will feel like.
I'm not where I was physically or mentally the last time I ran it.
Bet it looks different. I'm different.
This feels harder than it should. This Loop was home once. They say you can never go home...
And yet. The trees have matured, but I still recognize them. The roots are there, holding it all together. The view from the overlook still fills me up.
@Keep Running Girl- your bloop about FB and how it killed the Loop (among other t
Holidays are a little different this year. No kids. No family. No travel. Mrs. Dave worked. Me, home alone all day. Spent the morning getting out most of the Christmas decorations. In the afternoon and evening I did something I’ve never ever done on Thanksgiving Day before.
Watched all three of the NFL games on TV. This tradition started in 1920. In 1934, Detroit became the host city of the annual event, joined by Dallas in 1966. In 2006, the league added a third (prime time) game, although
So I haven’t been posting much this week. (I know, I know, I wasn’t posting for years before this) I had good reason though! Erika has been dealing with a lot lately and I decided to make her an elf hat for Christmas to cheer her up. So most of my free time was spent crocheting instead of blooping but the hat is coming out pretty well!
I have another few hats in the works, too. I’m thinking of making myself one in green and white with red trim. I thought it looked Christmasy but E
It's moving around some, so I think that's good. If one thing were broken, that would be the only thing that hurts, right?
Last few days the pain at the iliac crest has settled down. I ran a couple of miles on Saturday. IT band hurt. Hip hurt. Groin hurt. Finished.
After that run I decided to keep the appointment I have with the doc on Friday. Don't really know what he can tell me that I don't already know. Maybe it's wishful thinking.
Despite all the stretches and exercises I've
I had my cousins wedding on Friday night. It was the first real event I’ve been to since before the pandemic started. Everyone had to show proof of vaccination or a negative test to attend and it felt almost normal.
The event was at an aquarium so maybe normal isn’t the right word.
It was also the first time Erika met my extended family and she seemed to take it in stride. Or at least she hasn’t run away screaming yet. Actually, now that I think about it, it’s a little uns
An incomplete and unordered list of people I still miss, think about, worry about, or am just nosy about who I didn’t have on FB or didn’t post often:
Gonzo (who used to lurk and I hope sees this and gets inspired to post!)
Roger (Jagger and I run)
Bob! - I can’t remember his loop name
The running monk
There’s more. Everyday I feel like I think of someone and wonder about them. I wish I could go back and read old
Is there a way to get to the topics section or whatever it was called, from the mobile site? Like there was a place that worked a little like a forum here, wasn’t there?
If I go to the add button up at the top right, I can create a new topic but I don’t know how I can get there to see it after. What am I missing?
Even if you’ve never met.
I had just gotten home from a long day at the office. Another day, another 86 cents. Old hurts and old dramas were bubbling to the surface on the family group text. Me, always being a woman of opinions, had thoughts on the subject. The day was weighing on me.
It was my partner’s late night and the house felt dark. I poured a glass of wine and called my best friend. He is going through some stuff and has been looking for a fight. My tether was short, I ha
I owe an update.
Minus any musings on missing mojo.
Let me explain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up.
The week after doing the Michigan Road Ragnar, I came up lame with what felt like something messed up with my right hip. Right on top of the iliac crest. Such an odd place. Never had this before. At the same time there was the issue with my right IT Band. Had that before a few times. Certainly they were related. And maybe they are.
Anyway, I was stopped cold. After a coup
The past year while being horrendous was also one of my best years.
I finally feel like I can be me and not be judged for not fitting into some mold.
I feel accepted.
In no particular order here are a few of my favorite things:
I love lifting and CrossFitting.
I love that CrossFit embraces all ages in their advertising.
I love doing Murph with my son.
I love having fun on my bike with friends.
I love that my body is s