Week 24- Landed Wrong

How is halfway through June?  I am so in denial.

I finally had my CT scan on Monday for my ever present side pain and I was glad to finally get that completed. Scheduling it for the afternoon wasn’t too bright but I made it work.

Later in the week I felt like I was run over by the tired truck. I was so damn tired from Wednesday on and I couldn’t figure out why. I fell asleep on my lunch Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and took a nap on Saturday. Everyone around me seems to sick with something so maybe I was fighting a bug or something? I don’t know.

Then there was my foot but more on that below.

Monday- 3.41 miles  Maybe heading out for a run after a day of fasting and drinking a ton of barium wasn’t a good idea. Combine that with 95* weather and while this run started out ok, things turned south on me at the halfway point and my stomach let me know that I needed to to back at my car sooner rather than later but could I please not run to get there? 😂

Tuesday- Rest

Wednesday- Rest I was planning on running but then the brother offered to take the family to dinner so food won out.

Thursday- 2 miles  This was not the plan for this run.   However a little over a mile in, I landed wrong on my left foot and felt a shooting pain.  I stopped, walked but it felt ok so I adjusted my shoelaces and my shoe and ran on.  Only to pull up short less than 1/2 mile later by the same stabbing pain in my foot.  And this time it didn’t go away.  I turned around and hobbled back to my car.

Friday- Rest I never run on Friday’s but I really wanted to make sure to take it easy on my foot.  The odd thing was that it didn’t feel horrible when I woke up or throughout the day.

Saturday- Rest Once again, I was resting the foot but it really did feel ok.   I actually spent the morning helping my brother buy a new truck.   When you’ve bought as many cars as I have, you get called in for reinforcement.  Well that and your resting bitch face.  😛  However it’s hard to be as helpful as possible when the Toyota dealership gets a shipment in the night before and one of those trucks happens to be the exact truck your brother was eyeing on the Toyota website right down to the color.  They were literally pulling the plastic off and he looked like a kid in a candy shop.  Poker face! Poker face!

Sunday- 3.1 miles Not the long run that I hoped for.  As soon as I put on running shoes, I knew my foot wasn’t happy.  What gives?! My foot had felt fine until then.   Grrr.  I still headed out for a run hoping that it would ease up.  I tried to run nice and easy and just focus on my form and sometimes it worked.   Mostly, not so much and then I landed in a pothole.  I kept the run short and on the slower side so as not to aggravate the foot any more.

8.56 milesfor the week.  I didn’t think I could run less than last week but I did.  Boo to landing wrong.

How was your week?

Rambling On 34

Friday, everyone!!!

This week has been special- I’ve put my pajamas on inside out twice, reversed which eye my contacts go in (again) and had a rock chip  my windshield.

I also realized or remembered that I am still claustrophobic when it comes to medical devices. 😂 I finally had my CT for my abdominal/ flank pain and was surprised how far into the machine you had to go. I damn near freaked out. One second I’m fine then I’m trying not to hyperventilate. 😂 Oops.

The last local school graduates today and is it sad that I am excited that that means my commute should be a little shorter now?? For a few months I don’t have to drive through active school zones in the 3 towns. It’s the little things.

We were given permission to wear jeans all summer for work but in my office, we were all like- nah. We’re such oddballs but hey we can be oddballs together. 😀I’ll stick to my dresses Monday through Thursday.😀

My summer guilty pleasure Is back- American Ninja Warrior. I just can’t help myself- I love it.

Share something random!

Big Sur Marathon Training-Week 11

Never mind, can I have week 10 back?

Who knew that it would look good by comparison.  😛

This week was a step back week but I had a specific way it was going to go down.  Run Monday and Wednesday after work, 8 miles on Friday since I had the day off due to a tennis thing and then a local half marathon on Sunday.

I hit a minor stumbling block on Monday but wasn’t worried as I still had the rest of the week to catch up.   The tennis trip was canceled due to rain so I debated canceling my vacation day too but decided to keep it after Wednesday night into Thursday morning turned into pure misery.  My stomach hurt so bad, I just wanted to cry.  Thursday morning saw me sitting on the floor by my closet talking myself into getting dressed and forcing myself to go to work.   Things didn’t get much better from there.

Monday- Rest Planned on running but a sudden trip to another work location at the end of the day put a pin in those plans.   Actually I would be at this location for the next 2 days.

Tuesday- Rest Pouring rain and working in the other location kept me from running.  The drive to work was sketchy enough, I wanted to get home and off the road as soon as possible.

Wednesday- 3.30 miles Once again at the other location which meant the only running option was changing ad heading back to home town.  I hit up the river path and hoped to break in my new Altra’s.   While I had no real break in period for the Torin’s, that is not going to be true for these Intuition’s.   My calves and achilles were super tight so I kept stopping to stretch them out.  Which gave me more time to enjoy the sunset.  😊  I also made my last mile a bit speedier than my past few runs.  I think I’ve made the run/ walk intervals a crutch.  They were only supposed to be for long runs for Big Sur practice but they’ve become more of an every run thing.  Oops.

Thursday- 2.3 miles The start of the pain days.  I headed to the lake path after work hoping that a few miles would help make things better.  I figured the path was a good idea because if things went south, the car was never that far away and there are bathrooms there if needed.  It wasn’t a miserable run but it wasn’t marvelous either.  Nor did it seem to help the pain or make it worse.  Just to be on the safe side, I called it at just shy of 2 laps of the lake.

Which was probably a good idea as that night I was in so much pain, I damn near went to the ER.

Friday- Rest Less pain than the day before.   I had the day off from work due to the now canceled tennis trip but I knew I wasn’t getting in my 8 miles like planned.  In fact, I knew I was barely going to do anything.  I was also beginning to question the likelihood of me running the half marathon on Sunday.   This was further reinforced by another epic bout of pain that evening, this one my mother happened to witness and she was volunteering to drive me to the ER.

Saturday- Rest Less pain but I was still on the fence about the race.  I went to packet pickup and picked up my bib and shirt.  I’d never down graded a race before but I also didn’t think I had a DNF in me if it came to that.  If you’ve been following me for a while, then you may recall that I have a proclivity for running races when I shouldn’t or finishing them when I know I shouldn’t.   My mother was lecturing me and I was texting Kate who was trying to talk me down.  In our Squadrunner channel, James and Dorothea were also trying to talk some sense into me.   I went to bed mostly decided to drop to the 5K but still thinking about the half.  I love this half and it would be half #30.

Sunday- Wine Country Run 5K  Holy crap, I did something smart.  😛  Race recap to come but damn it was cold!

8.71 miles for the week.  Sunday evening was actually the best my stomach has felt in days so fingers crossed that stays.  The coming week has tons of rain and a 19 miler on the schedule.

As for my stomach- my gastroenterologist can’t see me until the middle of May.  So either I get lucky and snag a cancellation or I wait it out.  Otherwise another round like this week may send me to the ER before then.

So, someone tell me something good!

Mission 10 Miler Recap

My first 10 mile race!

This race wasn’t on my radar until I received an email from a half marathon series.   San Juan Bautista is only 2 hours up the road and this would make mission #3 for a race start.  I didn’t know I was starting a list but hey, why not!

I had a 12 mile run on the schedule that week but instead of running the half marathon available, I wanted to run the 10 miler.  I figured I would run 2 miles when I got back to to town.  Then the week of pain happened and I spent Thursday and Friday feeling a little off but I refused to say I was sick.  I wasn’t even sure I was going to be able run the race but I headed that way anyways.

Holy crap it was cold!  And picking up my bib and shirt took barely any time, so we stood around and froze for almost an hour.  Oops.  After watching the kids race- so adorable, then the half marathon start, it was time for the 10 miler.

I am toying with running Big Sur with run/walk intervals so I tested those out here.  When I was in super shape (for me)- I could have run this in the low 1:30:00 range. Yah, not so much anymore.  Since I was treating it as a long run, I was hoping for a 10:30-11:00 pace but with my recent leg issues I told my mother I wasn’t expecting to be done before 2:00 hours.  Then I put my watch on intervals of 1:15 run/ :45 walk, only had it on that screen and ran the race pace blind.

Miles 1-3- 9:38, 10:27, 10:33

I ran the entirety of the first mile, the race vibe just gets me moving.  However, I felt like I was crawling.  I was so cold, my legs didn’t feel like they were moving properly.    But looking at my Garmin later, I guess they were.  😛  I went to the intervals in mile 2 not because of the leg issue I had been worried about but only because my calves and achilles were super tight.   They were letting me know they were less than pleased with 3 miles of flat road.

Miles 4-7- 11:18, 11:19, 10:39, 9:47
Around 3.5 miles in we rounded a corner and passed a lone port-a potty and then the elevation finally started to change.  I smiled.   Yay, a hill!   I slowed going up the hill but stuck to my intervals.  The tightness in my calves eased- this is why I like hills- and I was feeling better than I thought I would.  I was sticking to the plan and treating the race like a long run- I wasn’t pushing it but I was keeping a steady effort.   The road through this section took the runners by some very pretty properties so I was also trying to enjoy the scenery.   I picked up the pace a bit when we turned around to head back towards the finish and now had the aid of the downhill.   Things were feeling good.

Miles 8-10- 11:16, 11:29, 11:17
Holy crap, what the hell???  My stomach cramped and cramped in a miserable, horrible way.   My intervals disintegrated and the wheels came off.   I ran when I could and walked when I was trying to breath through the pain and not cause any ummmm, issues.  In all 10 miles of this race, I saw 1 port-a-potty.  That didn’t help me.   Where was the finish line????

Finish- 1:48:29
Well, look at that- even with the wheels falling off in the last 3 miles, that’s not bad!

I found a jail while looking for a bathroom

 

Unfortunately, I was sick for the next 4-5 hours and fought a cold for the next 3 days so that was less fun but the race was a pretty good way to start the year.  Maybe next 10 miler, I can really race it.  😀

Week 42- Strong Start

Upcoming Races-

  • Rock N Roll Las Vegas 5K
  • Rock N Roll Las Vegas 13.1!!!!!

I was feeling pretty good after last week’s race- my quads were a little sore but the residual excitement of running a good race made that seem like nothing.   I was looking forward to jumping right back on the training band wagon.   My only concern was that I knew I was drastically cutting back on my thyroid medication so I wasn’t sure how that was going to hit me.  I was choosing to be optimistic though.


Monday- 3 miles I had the day off of work and maybe my mind had written a bigger check than my legs could cash. I slept late in the morning and headed out for a run in the afternoon.  I was hoping for 5 miles.  My legs were so not on board.   It’s when I really knew my quads were feeling the race.   I cracked a joke on Twitter that if there was record for taking breaks in a 3 mile run I just broke it.  😛

Tuesday- Chaos errr, I mean rest.  I didn’t get off work until well past 6.  I don’t really think I sat down.  I took the bare minimum required lunch.  It wasn’t that it was super busy but we were down a person so things got a little hectic.


Wednesday- 2.25 miles Ran a little late getting off work again.   I really need to get more reflective gear and figure out how to put my blinking lights on my Orange Mud packs now that I don’t run with a belt.     Ok, I also need to find them.  I am pretty sure they are in my car somewhere.  😛


Thursday- 3.5 miles ish  I think? I accidentally paused my GPS a block into my run and didn’t notice it for about 4-5 blocks.  Then my Garmin tried to die around 2.5 so I stopped and saved it before starting it again and running on.  I ran in work town so I had plenty of light but damn that last uphill takes a lot out of me.

Friday- Nah Open to close.  And a moment of oddness.  I was feeling super tired by weeks end but I was chalking to up to the medication change.  Then as I was walking from my desk to a cabinet I had a moment where the whole world spun and tilted.   Apparently it was fairly obvious because a coworker yelled out “grab the counter”.   WTH?  I stayed upright but it was touch and go there for a moment.

Saturday- Rest The Pioneer Day Parade was happening in town so I knew my long run was not happening in the morning.  Trying to dodge the parade crowds and rerouted traffic just sounded like a recipe for disaster so I was more than happy to turn off my alarm and sleep in obscenely late.

Sunday- Fail  I set my alarm for an early morning run but things were not ok when I woke up.  My stomach was horrible but that I could have rolled with.  My stomach is jacked up 85% of the time.  What I couldn’t roll with was the dizzy spells that had come back accompanied by nausea.  I thought about trying to run anyways but decided that would be stupid and just crawled back into bed.  I was hoping I would feel well enough to try for a few miles in the afternoon before my little brother’s birthday dinner but it didn’t happen.    Instead I watched an obscene amount of Battlestar.

So just shy of 9? Over 9?  I have no idea.  Either way, the week started out fine and ended with a whiny- I just want to run!  Grrrr.  The dizziness is odd, not sure if I am coming down with something or if is the change in medication. Hopefully the mostly sitting in a dark room today took care of it.

How was your week?