I thought we went together like violence on a balmy night

Sooo, I ran this morning. My foot felt fine all day yesterday, and I tested it out by running a few blocks with Miles over lunch, which was no problem. I met up with Bob, after warning him he may have to give me a piggy back ride home, and my foot didn’t bother me at all. This has been the strangest injury. I am not complaining about the speedy recovery time, as I thought I’d be out for weeks at a minimum. I am going to closely monitor it through the day, but man, it felt good to do a nice, rainy, uphill (groan) run.

I think I’ve mentioned it, but my best friend Amy and her long-term boyfriend (like ten years) Greg, are currently hiking the Appalachian Trail. They are 110 miles in, and currently in North Carolina. She called me last night, and it was SO good to talk to her. I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve wanted to randomly text her something dumb over the past two weeks. We are hoping to meet up when they get into Pennsylvania, which should be in July. I can’t wait.

In other news, I am temporarily adopting the whole30ish  guidelines for a bit. I am not doing a full 30 days by any means, and I am including alcohol (in moderation). I feel like there has been a few too many slices of gluten free pizza, too many handfuls of gluten-free crackers with cheese, too many lifesavers and too much poweraide zero. I am not doing anything drastic, just cleaning up my diet. I have been feeling bloated, and I am up a little on the scale, so I want to nip it in the bud before I find myself back at square one.

And finally, we bought a new-to-us car! Pretty exciting, but it sure makes me nervous to have another bill. But, alas… Tim handles the finances and says it’s fine. We’re picking it up tomorrow!

P.S. Game of Thrones!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHH!

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When you found out there is nothing between you and me

On Saturday afternoon, Tim and I took Miles out for a walk. On the way back, I slipped on a pile of wet leaves. I went down pretty hard. Naturally, I started to cry, of course. My left foot and right wrist were pretty banged up, but I was able to walk fine.

Throughout the afternoon, it was mostly fine. My foot was bothering me a little, but wasn’t too bad. Ryan and April came over, and we were hanging out, and I noticed my foot was killing me. It REALLY hurt. I kept complaining to Tim, but he said it was fine. After a while, I got up to go to the bathroom, and I almost fell over.  I couldn’t put any weight at all on my foot without excruciating pain. April later told me that I just looked at Tim with straight pain in my eyes. I started tearing up because it hurt so bad.  I had to do the butt scoot down the stairs because I couldn’t use my left foot at all.

Fortunately, Urgent Care is open until 10 p.m., and we got there a little bit after 9. My foot was now throbbing regardless of what I was or wasn’t doing. I was in so much pain. Fortunately, I have crutches leftover from my last stress fracture, so I took those with me, and they helped immensely. The nurses took me back pretty quickly, I got weighed (94 lbs, so that is probably inaccurate.), and then went back for X-rays. After I was done there, I asked the girl giving X-rays if she saw anything, and she said she doesn’t read them (which I knew), but she didn’t see anything that stood out.

Tim and I were taken back to a room, and I couldn’t stop crying. I was in so much pain. Even just laying completely still had me gritting my teeth. My foot was just aching. I also kept googling things like broken foot and sprained foot, and seeing the wild range of recovery dates. Everything from days to months and months.

Eventually, a doctor came in and told me it was broken. The floodgates opened. I really didn’t think it was broken because it didn’t hurt immediately after the fall, it took hours for the pain to kick in. The doctor pulled up my X-rays to show me where it was broken, but she couldn’t find the spot. She went out to double check and realized she had mixed me up with another patient’s X-rays. Holy shit.

She touched a few parts on my foot, and some where so painful, I started crying, I couldn’t help it. Everything was just so swollen and hurting so badly. She said it’s probably just a bad sprain, and asked if I wanted painkillers. I am not one to take medicine, Tim and I don’t even have ibuprofen in the house, but I was in so much pain, I needed it.

I hobbled out of there with a ace bandage and a prescription, and we went to the 24-hour CVS to pick it up.

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We got home around 11:30, and Tim dropped me off because there was no parking on our street. I literally had to crawl in the front door (I must have looked very drunk to any bystanders.). It hurt so bad to move it at all, I was sobbing crying. I then crawled upstairs and crawled into the bathroom. I just felt so pathetic and so helpless. It took me forever to get changed into my pajamas, and Tim and I slept on the second-floor pullout couch (not comfortable), because we don’t have a bathroom on our bedroom floor. He is a saint, remind me of that next time I am annoyed he didn’t unload the dishwasher.

Every time I woke up to pee (a lot), I had to use crutches to get to the bathroom, but my foot eventually stopped throbbing.

Sunday was depressing, I missed running with my friends. But I found a YouTube workout channel for people with ankle/foot issues and did 50 minutes of working out. At least it was something, you know? The good news is that I was able to put weight on my foot and walk (slowly) without crutches. I am not even sure if it’s a sprain or just badly bruised. The swelling has gone down too. It was still bad, just not as bad.

Tim and I went to the SU alum brunch, and basically spent $26 to hang out with Ashley and Amanda with a buffet and open bar. It was awesome.

We spent the rest of the day doing stuff around the house. It was the first day that I didn’t get 10K steps this year. That was one of my goals, but I think it was worthwhile to skip it yesterday.

Today? My foot feels fine, a little sore, but really fine. The whole thing is so bizarre.

Fun fact: This was the sixth time Tim has had to take me to the UC/ER in four years.

And here is the update I started writing before I ended up in the urgent care.

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It cracks me up that Miles sits like a person.

On Friday, I met Shelley and Sloane for some drinks and gabbing. I haven’t seen either of them in a while, so it was nice to catch up. I only stayed for two drinks, then left to go home and eat because I was getting hungry. Tim and I had dinner alongside The Blacklist, which was very underwhelming. There are still three more episodes, so hopefully it’ll improve.

I read for a bit, did some laundry and then went to bed. It was a very exciting evening.

On Saturday, I ran a few miles, then went to meet Jim, Jill and Mike for another few. Jill, Mike and I all showed up in the same shirt, completely unplanned. If only Jim had worn his too.

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Post-run and shower, Tim and I ran a bunch of errands, including looking at cars. We are probably going to trade in Tim’s car relatively soon. Looking at cars is tiring, I really don’t care, as long as it’s not a piece of crap. It was such a productive day though.

And right after that, we took the dog for a walk…

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You’ve got a pretty kind of dirty face

So, last night, I slept-walked and took a shower. This is not the first time recently that I have slept-walked, but it’s the first time that I’ve taken a shower. Tim was still awake, and saw the whole thing. I don’t know what is going on with me. At first I thought I drank too much and blacked out, which made me furiously angry with myself because grow the heck up, but then I realized I hadn’t really drank that much, and I remembered everything else about the evening, and Tim said he was pretty sure I was sleepwalking.  Plus, it was like 2 hours after I had originally gone to bed.

I need to get back to more “whole30” and less “ish” on the eating front. I feel motivated to make some changes because I feel crappy and I am bloated. I want to be healthy and happy. I really did not want to go to the gym this morning. The only exercise I really enjoy doing is running, but I almost always take Monday and Friday off from running. Both swimming and spinning sounded really unappealing. I ultimately made myself swim for just an hour to do something. And, of course, I felt better after.

One thing I am happy about is that it’s the weekend, baby. I may meet Shelley and Sloane for a drink tonight, tomorrow is running with friends, and tomorrow night, we are having April and Ryan over. Sunday is a runday on the rail to trail, and then we are off to brunch for SU alum. It’s only $13 including food and alcohol, so Tim and I were like hellll yeah.

I’ve made my return to yoga. I try to either lift or do yoga over lunch. This is my current favorite video. It’s only 15 minutes, so I have enough time to walk Miles and do it. I am still sore from backsquatting on Wednesday, and my rib is still cranky, but I am still kicking.

 

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There’s got to be something better than in the middle

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It was such a beautiful morning, and I had such a wonderful run. My mind was clear, and I just ran. I am completely cherishing these gorgeous spring mornings.

Yesterday, I back squatted for the first time in seven weeks. I lessened my normal weight by five pounds, but I could tell walking up the stairs from the weight room that I was going to be sore today, and yes, that is so accurate. But that’s such a good feeling.

Miles went to the groomer yesterday. He looks so much smaller, but his mustache is still ridiculous.

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I love that little nugget.

Tim and I had a mini date night last night. I really didn’t want to go out, but I am trying to be better about recognizing how many sacrifices he makes for my running addiction. The early bedtimes don’t only effect me. So, we went to two different places that had firkins, and we enjoyed a little night out. And I was still in bed by 8.

 

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There’s no reason to doubt resentment is out, absolutely out of the question

I almost quit my run 1,000 times this morning. I was in such a bad mood, my stomach was a mess, and I just couldn’t get into it mentally. Physically, my legs are still recovering, which I KNOW, but it can still be frustrating.

Somewhere around the eighth mile, something just clicked. My brain shut up, I stopped worrying, and I just ran. I’ve gone to therapy for my anxiety in the past, sometimes it gets really bad, but for the most part, if I can run, I am calmer. I know that’s why I get so crazy when something is physically bothering me (my foot! my knee! my hip!). Back when I was in therapy, my therapist told me that every time I became anxious about something, to think of the worst possible thing that could happen if said thing occurred. And that’s why I freak out all the time if something feels off. Because the worst thing that could happen is I can’t run. And then things are really bad. Sometimes, I think I need to go back to therapy, but most days, my sneakers do the job.

I wanted to stay up to watch the election results last night, because I love doing that, but I just couldn’t. My bedtime is getting earlier and earlier, it’s really ridiculous. I am not sure why I need so much sleep, and why I constantly feel tired. I do wonder if it’s because I used to drink one thousand diet cokes a day and now I have literally no caffeine ever? But it’s been 16 months since I gave up soda. (Fun fact: If I PRed in Boston, I was going to allow myself a soda. Alas, I did not.) So, I don’t know. These are also things I worry about.

I worry a lot, it’s silly.

 

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I can be my own best friend

Yesterday during our monthly staff meeting, my coworkers surprised me with mimosas to celebrate, and a framed official photo of me from Boston.

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As I mentioned, I usually want to buy race photos, but they are just so expensive. This was so nice of them. I also really enjoyed a mimosa at 9 a.m. on a Monday, despite the fact that I am trying to dry out.

Otherwise, I am still easing back into my normal routine. Yesterday, I lifted for the first time in quite a while, I did deadlifts and bench presses, and oof, I can feel it today. I met Bob this morning for some easy miles, we ran up the Greenbelt, the sun comes up so much earlier now, it’s wonderful.

After I parted ways with Bob, I met Tim, and we ran a half mile with Miles! I was really proud of him. Then, we dropped the dog off, and Tim and I ran to the polls (I just looked it up and they are .4 away, so I guess I ran further than I thought today, I thought they were like .2 away.). I was voter #7, and I was #feelingthebern.

Last night, I totally bailed on a meeting, I felt bad, but I was just so tired. I am glad I did, because I was able to watch Game of Thrones, and then I was in bed by 7:45, and sleeping before 8, it was glorious. My night sweats have returned with a vengeance, I wish I could figure out WHY they come and go. You’d think I would have had them during taper and before the race, because I was so nervous, but, nope. Now, I am really not stressed out or anything, and I am sweating my brains out. The good news is that I was back down to my pre-flu weight this morning. Yesterday, I was up four pounds, and was in a bad mood all day because of it. I wish I could just lose weight and stay at that weight and not have to constantly worry about it. LIFE IS HARD. But I am really happy to just be running and healthy, to be honest. I can’t ask for much more.

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Older chests reveal themselves like a crack in the wall

This time last week, I was getting ready to run a MARATHON.

Time is passing way too quickly. How is it Monday already? Groan.

On Friday, I had the best massage ever. I wanted to scream for the majority of it, but oh man, it hurt so good. I highly recommend scheduling a post-race post-Friday workday massage. It was the perfect end to the week. Once I got home, Tim and I had dinner and then watched the Blacklist, which was very mediocre. They have one more episode to redeem themselves this season. It better be good.

On Saturday, I met Jim for some “easy” miles. We did the New Cumberland loop, a 10-miler, at 8:16 pace (“easy,” right, Jim). My legs felt pretty good, but I started to feel fatigued and kind of over it around mile 6. However, we stopped at a BK for water about a mile later, and that put a little pep in my step.  I went to the grocery store right after my run, then we ate lunch and hit the road.

It’s always really nice to just go home, you know? I went and visited with Alexis and baby Emily, who is so beautiful. It’s so bizarre to me that my friends have kids. Also, Alexis reconfirmed my decision to not have kids by telling me there is literally no way she would be able to fit a run of any sort into her days now. Sorry, eggs, no fertilization for you.

We picked up (gf) pizza and wings, and ate with my parents. I really miss my parents. I wish they lived closer. I get so sad leaving each time.

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After dinner, we headed to Sean’s party.

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It’s always wonderful to see Seanie. We stayed for about two hours, but I was hitting the wall, so we left around 9:30.

On Sunday, I went for an easy run by myself. It was such a beautiful morning, the sun was shining, and the temperature was around 40 degrees.

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We hit the road shortly after breakfast, and Sunday was a day of chores.

We took a break to go meet some friends at Speakeasy, and then we had to stop at Shady’s for one more on the way back, of course.

AND I’d like to extend a HUGE congratulations to my friend Amanda for BQing yesterday! I am so excited we will both be there in 2017. Body, please stay healthy.

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