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An Epiphany of Tri-mendous Proportions

Thursday, March 15, 2012

I guess sometimes when you're tired and frustrated your mind is "weak" enough to let something new in...the walls come down...you don't filter anymore...you just absorb because you don't have the energy to fight it.

I just had a true epiphany moment in all my grogginess. (Is "grogginess" a word? I'd normally look it up, but I'm too tired...so ...you get what I mean so I deem it a word...because I KNOW that's how you define a word, but I digress...)

So I'm surfing around reading more about PF on the interwebs. (I know...like I don't already know everything there is to know, right?) I finally google "cardio exercises for people with plantar fasciitis. (I would like to nominate Google for the Nobel Peace Prize...whoever thought this up was a friggin' genius and has saved my sanity more times than I can count.) I end up on a site that tells me everything I already know. "Don't run. No jumping. Nothing jarring or repetitive on the foot." Blarghity-blargh-blargh. "Swimming and biking are the best options for people trying to recover from PF." *barf*

And then I found it. A tiny little gem in the comments section. This woman talking about the exercises she had to do when she got PF for 2 years. (TWO YEARS?! I'm trying not to even think about that right now.) Anyhow, she had to resort to biking and swimming like the rest of us. And then she pops out the surprise of all surprises (to me anyhow) - "Now I'm 45 and I just completed my first triathlon."

Yes, I just heard all the collective lights switch to the on position.

What is a tri, anyhow? It's a 3-in-one. I hear of runners taking them on all the time to "challenge" themselves. They can run, no problem. They've been runnings halfs and fulls for a while now..it's old hat. But then they have to switch it up and train in...yep, you guessed it -- biking and swimming.

Yes, you just heard me face palm myself.

Did you know swimming and biking are respectable sports? Yea, I did too. Shoot, I friended Michael Phelps on FB, but that might just be because I find him incredibly sexy in a weird-face-hot-bod sort of way. Maybe. I'm not telling. And you know there was that one fella...man, what was his name? Came out with some yellow bracelets a few years back (okay, probably a lot of years back) and I actually wore one. It told me to "Live Strong" and I tried to every day of my life. Oh, yea...that Lance Armstrong feller. Know what his sport was? You guessed it...biking. They even have the race of all races...the NYC Marathon of biking races...the Tour de France.

Why the hell did I never think of any of this before? I mean, yes, I already knew it. It was in there with all the other useless information I have stored (like how the dot over an "i" is called a tittle), but I never really THOUGHT about it.

Swimming is a sport.
Biking is a sport.
They are something you can train for, get better at, and be respected for your ability in.

Just like running, they require training programs and focus driven specific workouts to teach form, technique, stamina, etc., etc., etc.

I'm now realizing what an idiot I am for never connecting these dots before.

I am a runner.
I have PF and cannot run.
Hell, I can't even hardly walk anymore.
To rest my PF and stay active, my cardio choices are basically biking and swimming.

I guess a part of me was coming to this conclusion when I got going on this new gym thing. I loved this place because they had spinning bikes and swimming pools. (Did you just hum the tune to the Beverly Hillbillies Theme Song as well? Just me? Uhm...nothing to see here.)

It's like a light just went on in my head.
I'm not a runner who can't run. I'm not an athlete who has lost her athletic ability. I'm no dog without a home.
I'm going to cross train like a mofo. I'm going to train for the Granddaddy of them all - a triathlon.

Now, don't get your panties in a wad. I haven't looked up tri races or anything. I don't even know if I WANT to do a triathlon. But I know that I have the perfect opportunity right now to train for one. I can run. I know that. I've made some mistakes, but I have the ability (and someone who has that ability at 300 pounds is not going to suddenly lose it when she's 10-20 pounds lighter...which I hope to be through biking and swimming and training like a mofo for my triathlon that might never happen).

So why not test the waters here (pun was totally intended...you know I can't let a good pun go to waste).

I've joined a Cardio Swimmers group.
I'm looking up equipment to buy (hell of a lot cheaper than running shoes my friends...a swim cap is like 10 bucks, goggles about the same...even those kickboards run (HAHA!) under 20 bucks).
I'm downloading swimming workouts and trying to understand swimming terminology (how the hell do I know what the pool measures? Do I need to bring a yard stick with me everywhere I go? When they say 1x200 do they mean yards or meters? Crap, is this going to be as difficult for me as figuring out km=miles? I need a calculator, y'all!)
I'm looking at videos of swimming techniques.
I'm looking up the dos and don'ts and ettiquette of swimming. (I'm guessing you don't say "passing on your left" when half your face is underwater...)

As for the biking...I'm gonna do that darn spinning class if it kills me.
And it might kill me.
I tried a spinning bike at the Greenbrier. Set the thing for 20 minutes...lasted 7.5 before I wanted to find a gun because I figured that death would be much less painful and drawn out. Spinning is it's own form of slow torture....

...as running once was for me.
I just have to break that barrier. I have to find my biking legs. I have to train my body for it.

It might also kill me because it requires a 4am wake up time. Did you know they have one of those in the morning too?! But I'm already trying to adjust my schedule (though last night did NOT help). I can do my first class next Tuesday. And I'm terrified. But every good thing in life I have ever done has terrified me at the thought of it. Falling in love. Having kids. All scary as hell. Going back to school at nearly 30 years old? Friggin' panic-inducing terror. But I did it. And I loved it. And even the things I thought would terrify me, I tried, and found out they really ARE that scary and I really DO hate them? Even then I was glad I did it. So what do I have to lose, really?

Okay, I have to go...I have an imaginary maybe-maybe-not triathlon to train for. (as soon as I get over that word - triathlon...which I can never spell because we say it tri-ath-a-lon...wtf?! It's almost as annoying as people spelling it 'till with two Ls...even though it comes from "until" which only has ONE L. Drives me batty...)

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SHEILA1505 3/19/2012 2:06PM

    As you say, it's been staring you in the face - but now you've seen it and will work with it. Good luck with this training :) Hugs

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HEALTH-E-CLARE 3/19/2012 11:00AM

    Ask the people at the gym if they know if the pool is meter or yards... might even say on their website?
25 meter pool- 64 laps = 1 mile
25 yard pool- 70 laps = 1 miles

If they suggest swimming a 1x200 is 8 laps regardless of the pool being meter or yards. You aren't expected to convert it and swim partial laps.

Feel free to bombard me with questions on swimming. I swam somewhat competitively for 14 years and I coached for 3 years along with teaching swim lessons for more years than I care to remember... one of those kids just swam at the state meet and finished 4th!

You're going to do awesome with Tri-Training!

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SPUNKYDUCKY 3/17/2012 7:55PM

    I think it is a great goal. My triathlon was the top of my training. I am hoping to do one this summer too!


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WONDERJUL 3/17/2012 11:32AM

    Dnjoyed your blog.
I have no doubt you will do a triathlon.
Way to embrace what you can do and not dwell on what you cannot.
Happy training!

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KAYOTIC 3/17/2012 10:03AM

    This is a great way to look at your possibilities for cardio while rehabbing your foot, train for a tri, even if you don't actually sign up for one....but maybe you'll just get the "bug" and really do it! emoticon

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MOLLI15 3/16/2012 6:11PM

    Oh Yay! Your last several blogs sound so happy and upbeat! I'm so excited for you, and I can't WAIT to hear more about your triathlon (tri-a-tha-lon) training!! emoticon

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BAYBELIEVER 3/16/2012 10:27AM

    That's it! We are athletes in training. It doesn't matter what athletic event, but we are awakening the athletes inside us! You rock!
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And the running is done last anyway, so you can re-train for it last!

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SPARKLISE 3/16/2012 9:13AM

    We get so focused on what we can't do sometimes that we forget there is so much more we can do.
Good light bulb moment! emoticon

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SARAWALKS 3/15/2012 10:50PM

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Triathalon...kind of like nuculur...
Just exorcise George Bush from your brain and you've got it!
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CHICAT63 3/15/2012 7:52PM

    Woohoo, you can do it......I

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ERIN1128 3/15/2012 7:41PM

    AWESOME!

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KKINNEA 3/15/2012 4:30PM

    Sweet! One of my local runner friends sparined her ankle and she's been working over the other 2 components of the tri since she had already planned to do one. Great, great goal!

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CUYLERAYERS 3/15/2012 4:30PM

    HAHA! This is awesome. I love when something you have ALWAYS known, finally just clicks!

I used to be on a swim team, although....I can exactly remember how the laps measure.

Good luck and HAVE FUN!

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To the Point of Exhaustion

Thursday, March 15, 2012

First of all, I visited another gym site yesterday at lunch. The gym I joined is connected with 3 others in the area. Each one offers different specific "services" of some type. One opens early, one late, they might have different/special machines or facilities (one has a lap pool, another has a full pool and a hot tub and sauna), or might provide different classes throughout the day. My membership to one of the four gets me access to all four, so it's quite special, I think.

The one I visited yesterday is special to me because it is located about a block from my work. Yesterday I tested out my "lunch workout" theory and gave it a go. I get a forty-five minute lunch break here at work most days. So I headed out and timed myself as I went.

Walked to the gym.
Changed into my workout clothes.
Weighed myself.
Did 16 minutes on the elliptical.*
Grabbed a super-quick shower.
Changed back into work clothes.
Weighed myself again.
Walked back to work.

Got back to the office with one minute to spare. I told Hubs if I can somehow cut down on my prep or post time (whether walking faster...which I can't really do right now) or just speeding up my routine once it gets more regular, I'm hoping I can actually squeeze out a 20 minute workout. It may not be all gung-ho or whatever, but it's better than nothing. And good for days when I have to get straight home after work and would otherwise miss my regular workout at the gym.

That being said, I only did 16 minutes on the elliptical yesterday because at that point my ankle/foot started hurting and I thought it best to get off. What I learned? My foot hates the elliptical machine. It doesn't matter if I'm not continually picking up my foot and putting it down with my full weight...the motion alone nearly sends shooting pains up my leg the entire time. I tried adjusting the crossramp and resistance. I knew walking uphill wasn't a good idea. Apparently trudging through mud isn't good either. So, I hate to say this, I think the elliptical is out for a while.

What else can I do in 20 minutes? Well, they do have a couple upright bikes and a rowing machine. Plus, they have a bunch of ST equipment. So my 20 minute (hopefully) lunch workouts will have to include something like that instead.

Unfortunately, I forgot my HRM yesterday, so I wasn't able to get a good calories burned read. *sigh* I'm going to remember eventually. (I'm actually very forgetful...if I don't make a note of it, I will probably forget...and even if I make a note, I might forget the note and still forget.)

Of course, apparently I retweaked my injury with my little 16 minute trist with the elliptical machine yesterday because I could not get the pain to ease up the rest of the day. My tennis ball only provide extreme shooting pains throughout my entire lower leg. Not good.

Add to that the fact that I pretty much didn't sleep last night and, well, I had to admit "defeat" in a way and reschedule my workout tonight. I just know my body needs the rest, and I have a million other things weighing on my mind right now, so I can't overly stress about going to the gym and working my arse off when I have a bajillion things to do here at work and at home.

Ethan left this morning for his concert practice. He'll be in practice sessions all day today and tomorrow and I won't see him again until 7:30pm tomorrow night at the concert.
STRESS

I'm the only one in my department at work this week. I had been handling everything just fine, and then yesterday all hell broke loose and I was left to put out a million fires I didn't even start.
STRESS

I'm being called upon to basically be the go-to person in my department...because they know I'll get the work done in a timely manner. I'm cleaning up everyone else's messes and fixing mistakes done by others before I even took this job. Add to that the fact that I'm called upon to train the new assistant to our department...somehow...even though I won't be here the day she starts...actually nobody in the department will be...
STRESS

I've had to apologize for other people's mistakes and take them on as my own...without any compensation or appreciation.
STRESS

I've been scheduled for several speaking engagements and/or training/orientation and/or outreach sessions coming up in the next few months.
STRESS

Money is still overly tight at home and then somehow my Hubs went behind me this month and paid two bills I had already paid. *bangs head on desk*
STRESS

My weight still isn't budging. I realize it's only been 3 days, but I've been pretty darn consistent both days, both eating right and exercising as much as I can, so I usually see tiny decreases each day. Maybe it's sodium or water weight ...or maybe it's stress. *lol*
STRESS

All of this led me to have just about the most horrible night of sleep, if you can call it that, of my life. My foot was hurting already, so I strapped in my brace, which only makes the dull pain continue because it's trying to work to stretch out that muscle in my arch. I woke up several times and had the worst dreams full of the most random stress ever (stress over scratching/damaging my car...stress over people calling me fat...really STUPID stuff) and somehow it led me to wake up wide awake at 3:30 am crying and in full-blown panic attack mode, my heart beating almost out of my chest.

I went to the bathroom and then collapsed on the bed and cried myself to sleep for another hour or so of weird dreams before the alarm went off and Hubs nudged me awake.

Yea, no workout today. I wanted to call off work so badly, but I can't because of all the fires I'm still putting out and the fact that I'm the only one here this week. So I have to stick to the one committment I simply cannot get out of, and somehow make it through today until I can go home, pack Logan and Hubs and my clothes for tomorrow, cook dinner, and then crash and HOPEFULLY get some sleep.

That being said, I haven't lost hope. I know I can handle this work stuff. It's what I do best. I'm really getting exhausted from "picking up the slack," but I can handle it because I always have. For 6 years they've been pushing me to make up where others fail...and I do, because I care about the clients we serve and the work we do and the importance of the agency. I do it because I don't know how to say no when I know it will mean the downfall of everything I believe so wholeheartedly in. It's like seeing a child on the street begging for change, knowing that without a meal or a blanket or something they're going to probably die...maybe not tonight or tomorrow, but things will get worse and they'll either die or go down a path of destruction...and knowing that you might not be able to "save" that child, but there is a slight chance that your kindness and generosity might do just that. Would you just walk on by? I have some clients who are like children, who need a kind word, who need to be guided...who don't need just one more person in their face saying, "That's not my job." Even if I just listen, give them some "common sense" advice, or say "I'm sorry this has upset you" and THEN say, "But I can't do anything for you here." ...Well, I think that does much more good than a simple "No" and "Go away."

*sigh*

Maybe my boss was right a couple years ago when she told me I'm too emotional (I should have corrected her - compassionate, not emotional!)...but I firmly believe it's why I'm good at what I do, and why I choose to do it even though the pay is absolute crap.

As for the weight...I just have to keep going knowing that consistency will win out. Consistent good days will beat stress and water weight and sodium in the end. It always does. It may take a while, but somehow I know it's coming.

Rest tonight and then find time to workout tomorrow. I think that's probably best.

If I don't talk to you again until after the weekend - I hope you all have great ones! I'll come back and at least give you a report of my baby boy's concert. He's already called me once and texted me once as well. Cute thing. Such a Momma's boy...no matter how strongly in his fits of rage he says he hates me...I always know he's lying. ;)

  
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MIQUEY73 3/15/2012 1:40PM

    Wow. That's a lot of expectation to put on one person for a workload. I'm glad that you choose to do it though. The world needs many more compassionate people like you.

It's awesome that the gym is so close and that you have options! Options always make things better.

Hope the concert goes well! Have a great weekend!!!

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ERIN1128 3/15/2012 12:29PM

    Sorry about the stress, but the gym situation sounds great - you're making me want to join a gym again!

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KKINNEA 3/15/2012 11:05AM

    Sounds like stress indeed - I hope you can use your workout time to relax instead! Hope you son's concert goes well - what kind of concert? Is it an all-county or all-state kind of thing?

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BOB240 3/15/2012 10:46AM

    drop:

"Weighed myself".

That gives you two minutes extra on the cardio...



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NOTABOUTHEFACE 3/15/2012 9:45AM

    The elliptical stinks. I know people who love it but every time I've "treated" myself to a go round on that thing I've ended up regretting it after 4 minutes. It kills my knees. I think you'll like the rower, it should be kinder to your legs.

I'm going to be severely hypocritical here but I know that stress plays a big part in lack of weight loss. I'm going through it now and trying to deep breathe my way through it and even meditate when I can (I'm going on 2 hours sleep right now from the incredible racing mind last night). It is SO hard not to stress out but maybe transfer the list here to a paper one at home and worry about the things within your control? Like the double bill pay. Hang an erase board on the fridge or the back of a door you see all the time and write down what bills are due each month and when it's paid, one of you checks it off so the other can see it was paid. Stuff like that.

Hang in there nugget!

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Measurements, and Fitness Tests, and Contract Signing, Oh My!

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

I have to say that the only reason it almost killed me lasting here at work all day was because I was so excited and nervous about my gym appointment last night. But I made it through...and had a pretty awesome friggin' day to boot. (I'm telling you, me without a gym is like a blind man without his stick.)

I got to the gym about 6:45pm. My appointment wasn't until 7pm, but I was told getting an early start might be possible. Raj was already at the front desk, and he set me straight to work on the paperwork (read: signing a 12 month contract). Now, this is a little new for me. I didn't have to have a contract at my last gym, so I was a little uneasy...but I realized I fully intended to see this through, so there was really no reason to squirm over something as simple as a contract stating as much. I did give him a bit of a hassle about two things...which I thought was going to have him complaining to management almost immediately.

First of all, they wanted me to pay full price for March. I immediately starting pleading my case. He told me that when it was the 15th or 16th they don't really worry about it, but anytime before that and they were expected to collect cash. I told him, "Well, why don't I just come back IN THREE DAYS?" *rolls eyes* I mean, come on! Had I known that, I would've told the girl scheduling to just make it next week. I tried to tell him that I wasn't trying to be a PITA, but he certainly HAD to see my point. I wasn't asking to NOT pay, just to not pay full price. Pro-rate my first month...that's what most places do when you start mid-month. I'll pay 10 bucks, even 12 for the extra couple days, but (I told him as politely as possible), I'm not going to pay for services I haven't received. He kept telling me it wasn't his call, and then must've had a whole "Screw it!" moment in his head because he just said forget it and said there would be no money taken out for March.

Second of all, and this, he should have seen, was for the gym more than me... (I told him, "I know I'm stupid for telling you this, but...") the contract they wanted me to sign said 12 months. I work with lawyers and contracts on a daily basis. I also have an English degree. I know how to read contracts. I told him that my insurance coverage would be up in November, a few months before this "12 months" would expire. I told him that if he read the contract carefully, it stated that they were allowed to raise my monthly rate AFTER the minimum months were fulfilled (after one year). I told him that, according to the contract, they would have to keep honoring my $20 reduced payments until March/April of next year...which means they would have to eat the extra $16 a month from December-April. He seemed unnerved, but again told me that wasn't his call. I simply said, "Well, there's a cancelation clause of 3 days, so you MAY want to talk to your manager about this..." I haven't decided if I'd fight the thing if they tried to raise my payment to the regular amount when my program ends...it depends on whether they'd allow me to break the contract by no longer paying each month even though the contract requires me to do so. Again, not trying to be a PITA, but I hate to see businesses lock themselves into something they shouldn't simply because someone wasn't thinking ahead. Either way, I let it go with the warning to him.

All of this set a rather ODD tone to our little meeting...until Misty came over. Somehow I couldn't get through to Raj that I wasn't new to the program, just new to the gym. I had talked to Misty on the phone and she knew the situation for the most part. It was interesting hearing him stumble through the setup of the program and list all the services I SHOULD have been getting (as required by the insurance company) at my old gym, but never received. Misty winced when I told her this and agreed that my complaints a few months ago voiced to the insurance company about the services NOT rendered, may have landed the gym in some hot water. (Sorry to anyone who was using the program if I was the reason they had to drop coverage...but you shouldn't have to pay for services not rendered...can you tell this is a big peeve of mine? My money is valuable, as is my time. I held true to my contractual obligations when I signed up for the program...and I should have been receiving the full benefits of the program, because the insurance company was paying them to provide them.) After a while Misty simply frowned and said, "Man! I wish you had just started here first." Me too, I told her...me too.

Once Raj figured out I was not a n00b, his entire demeanor changed and he started actually cracking a smile and understanding that half the time I was joking with him. I saw his shoulders settle and relax, and I knew we were past that awkward stage of meeting someone. We understood each other...and things went much better after that.

Misty took me into the locker room...the gorgeous, beautiful locker room with its wood panel front lockers and beautiful tile and a full 2 counter sink/vanity area. And showers...nice pretty showers. It was entirely different from what I was used to, and yet, felt more like "home" in some way. (I know I've romanticized this place, but really I'm from the big city...this is what big city folks pay for when they sign a gym contract...so the little gym by my house, while sufficient, had never met my expectations for what I wanted it to be.) First words out of her mouth were, "Shoes off or on?" Uhm...huh? I asked her what the difference was and she just smiled and said, "About 2-3 pounds, probably." *lol* Oh! A weigh-in! (I hadn't noticed the scale behind me.) I quickly took of my shoes and hopped on.

Two things...
(1) It is NO FAIR to weigh someone at 7pm. No matter how good a day you have, it's just not going to be as good as that weigh-in in the morning.
(2) I *hate* those sterile "elephant" scales. This may not make sense to many of you, but those of us with LARGE amounts of weight to lose (or who once did have a lot to lose) know what I'm talking about. Panel on the floor, reading on the wall in front of you...because there's no way you could look down and see the number over your girth. (Granted, I still have problems with this...but I'm working on it.) These are the medical/industrial scales they put in doctor's offices to weigh people over the 300-350 pound mark. At least it wasn't like the first one I weighed on...which was fit for someone with a wheelchair and make me feel ginormous.

Weight: 307.4 ... .7 .... .4 .... *lol*
I pick the .4, thank you. It's about what I expected. I've been hovering around 306 since even before my gym dropped my sorry butt. I'm proud to say I've at least maintained the same range throughout this injury...so I must be doing something right.

Then the measurements...
I don't have the numbers. I didn't want to look. When I measure myself, I squeeze as tight as possible, I'll admit it. Who the hell does "loose" measurements? I don't suck in or in any way try to alter the measurement, but I want to see how low I can physically make that little measuring tape go. Misty did loose measurements. I wanted to hate her for it, but I couldn't. She took measurements of both arms, both thighs, both calves, three places on my "waist" and then my hips and chest. She says it's best when you take more measurements because then you can see where you're losing. She also talked about watching those measurements so you can analyze how you're losing and alter what you eat and how you workout to lose in certain places. I know, I know...this goes against everything we've been taught. "You can't target lose...you lose wherever your body wants you to lose." But, whatever...I let it go. If she thinks she knows the magic secret of how to get rid of my belly and make my hips and waist smaller and get rid of the fat sitting on these awesome abs of mine or reduce my bat wings...well, more power to her. I'll give it a try...couldn't hurt, that's for sure.

We laughed about my right side being much bigger than my left...and then somehow got on the topic of running and my PF. And then I fell in love with a girl named Misty.

Misty didn't scoff or look confused or concerned or taken aback or surprised by my revelation that I was a runner, and was up to running 5 miles straight when I got hit by this nasty injury. In fact, she actually got excited and giddy. Apparently she just attended a conference for some 'roller' type products which help with injuries. One is like a tennis ball, but harder, and those of you that have ever been hit with PF knows what she had me do with that. It was great to have the instruction on how to roll out my foot properly, targeting those really "sore" areas and making them hurt just enough to relieve the tension. She stated in a matter of fact way, "The real problem is probably in your calves..." (which she told me earlier while measuring were "great"...girl is crazy! *lol*), but said that I just needed to address the problem first, and work on the cause later. She said she'd arrange a full session with her so we could work on it if I want. ...I want! I told her I'd do ANYTHING to make it go away.

And then she told me a little story about Misty. About how she was never a runner before. How she graduated high school at 220 pounds, and then put on about 20 more (or more) after high school. And then how she joined that same gym to get the weight off...and now she's the assistant manager of the place (and tiny as hell!). She told me how she's run 2 HM and the Charleston Distance Run twice...and she ticked them off so proudly like I've heard so many of us do here. She said our famous, "I'm not going to be breaking any records or anything, but I love running!" I smiled and simply said, "Me too." We bonded, I'll admit it. She doesn't know it yet, but she's my new best friend...and my goal is to get to running again so we can be in a race together. (She mentioned there's a 5k coming up in April, but we both had to realize that I probably wouldn't be ready yet. ..but we know there will be more races... for both of us.)

We ended up chatting way past our scheduled time. A man came in with an appointment with her and I almost felt bad that we were making him wait because we were just in the "joy of running" talk mode. She promised to help me, and I promised to follow her instruction. First on the list? Rolling my foot like she showed me three times a day. Continuing to ice it and rest it as much as possible. And come to spinning class! *lol* (I told her I thought this would be great low-impact on my foot but high-energy and a great aerobic workout. She smiled and said she never misses a class and wants to see me there...now I just have to rework my schedule to make it happen.) Oh, and she showed me a few new stretches, so I'll be adding those in too.

After Misty left (I almost cried! ...kidding, of course), Raj took over again. Turns out I didn't NEED to do a fitness test, but they were ready and willing to put me through one if I wanted one. I said, "Yes, please!" and we were off.

3-Minute Step test
He set a metronome to keep me on pace, and then I started...and by 30 seconds I was already asking how far in I was. *lol* He told me to just do it as long as I could and I lamented that I didn't think I'd last a full minute. ...I did. One minute, one second. And got my heart rate up pretty quick too. And noticed that it came down pretty quick as well, which means I still gots me a good, healthy ticker in there.

It was while trying to maintain a reading on the heartrate machine thing he was having me hold, that Raj and I started joking around. I told him I'd broken the thing because it decided not to take my heartrate anymore. He had me move my thumbs around, press tightly, don't squeeze so tight...no matter what, it wasn't registering. "Just watch," he said. "I'll take it and it'll be fine." He did. It was. He handed it back and I finally got my reading after calling him a "show off."

Then he told me to take off my shoes for the reach test. I complied.

Longest reach - 35

(Small note. My son has to do this in gym class. When I told him I got 35 his jaw literally dropped. "I just made it to 11!" he exclaimed. I think I became my son's hero last night. *lol*)

"Okay, put your shoes back on," Raj said.
"That bad, eh?" I joked.
"No," he said, not getting it. "You did good."
I gave him that look of, "Come on, dude..think...." and saw it register in his face and he smiled a coy smile.
"Oh, yeah. Real bad. Hurry! Please, hurry and get your shoes back on!" he said, fanning the air.

We joke our way through the rest of the test.

Bench press started at just 45 lbs and then moved to 65, which he said was too easy for me. "I wouldn't call it EASY," I said. He told me if I could still talk and joke with him and laugh, it was too easy. He was right. He added another 5 pounds to each side. I told him I might be able to go one more. He told me he'd take the 5 pounders off and add 10, and I joked about his ability to do math so quickly. I ended up with a max of 85 pounds. (I had thought it was 75...but replaying it in my mind, it was actually 85...and the most I've ever benched because my arms used to be SOOOO weak!)

We moved on the the leg press, which I told him was my favorite. I made him work on this one, and he finally had to turn his sheet over and calculate how much I ended up lifting. 515 pounds, thank you very much. Again, the most I've ever lifted on that machine. (For future reference for me...the machine's plate itself weighs 65 pounds.)

And then it was time for push-ups and crunches. As we walked back into the other room, he started telling me that I could either do "regular" pushups...or the girly ones. I feigned disgust (I knew he was joking by now)..."You can't call them that!" I told him. He joked that even all the books he read called them that, and admitted he might be reading the wrong books. I assured him he was. He relented and called them "modified" and that's what I ended up doing because he used a dang "Perfect Counter" thing and my regular pushups don't go down low enough for them to be counted. (I just graduated to regular pushups not long ago...give me a break! *lol*) I ended up with 35 in a minute...a personal best, I'm pretty sure (36 actually...I didn't hit the plate right on one and it didn't count...boo!). And I ended up doing crunches instead of sit-ups because sit-ups aggrevate that one bad disc in my back and, honestly, are absolutely impossible for me to do right now. ...maybe one day. I did 35 crunches in one minute...sad as I used to crunch out 50 in a minute, but dude was putting ALL his weight on my feet and I got a cramp and had to tell him to adjust his grip before I punched something...or him. I'll improve that one for sure.

And that was that. We tested my heart rate and I learned that my HR actually gets up to about 135 when I'm doing pushups and crunches, so maybe ST does count for more than just ST, right Spark?! ;) I stretched in the locker room, filled my water bottle, and was off for the night. Raj's final words to me? "Just never take your shoes off...ever again." I smiled back at him and asked him to find some new books to read that didn't call them "girly pushups" and headed home.

And through the triumph of all that, I have to mention one more thing. I had a GREAT day yesterday.

Breakfast
Everything bagel with cream cheese and 2 cups of coffee with 3 Tbsp of flavored creamer (I'm working on reducing the amount of creamer, but give me time...)
It was a sexy breakfast, right Yooves!? ;)

Lunch
Smart Ones Lasagne
I usually hate these types of frozen dinners, but I have to give WW credit...their meat lasagne was actually pretty good. Hrm...

Snack 1
Huge Braeburn apple that was amazing!

Snack 2 (before the gym)
Large yummy banana and a peanut butter Nature Valley Granola Thin

Dinner
I drove ALL THE WAY HOME. That's about an hour in the car. I passed so many fast food joints you'd all be impressed to know that I didn't stop at a single one (though there were a few passing thoughts about it). Instead, I went home and cooked a yummy dinner.
About 2 oz of fettuccine pasta
1/4 c of light parmesan alfredo sauce
3 oz of teeny-tiny salad shrimp heated up with some fresh garlic
And because I'd been "good" all day, I even got to enjoy a slice of my yummy sourdough bread with a bit of butter on it.

NOMS!
I drank at least 8 glasses of water yesterday and ate healthy and have a great 1600-1700 calorie day to show for it. Plus the fitness test, which was a great workout that Spark doesn't count as anything, but I certainly do because I KNOW I got my HR up. I forgot to put on my chest strap for the test or I would have an accurate count of calories burned, but that's alright, because I know what I did.

Hoping for another great day today. I'm proud to say I am the honored recipient of DOMS today...I can feel it coming so I know I did well last night.

I think I'm going to head over to the gym across the street at lunch time and get some light cardio in or something. They SHOULD have an elliptical (I hope!) and I need to check out the place anyhow.

So far, so good.
Next appointment is Tuesday, but I want to get one or two more gym sessions because I'll be out of town this weekend. I have to help Ethan pack tonight as he leaves tomorrow and I won't join him up in Morgantown until Friday, so going to the gym tonight is probably not the best idea or I won't even really see him tonight. But tomorrow night he'll be gone, and my oldest loves his alone time, and I don't have to get up early Friday to go to work...so I'm pretty sure I'm going to get a workout in tomorrow night. Maybe I'll hit the pool and do some of the exercises Misty already suggested (running laps in the pool, or even just walking back and forth, she said). They also have a hot tub, so I could relax my sore muscles before heading home late. I'm happy to say I'm finally excited again. I've started logging everything in three different places - MFP, SP, and the journal they gave me last night. And I'm trying my best to just do good by myself. The best part about this is that once the weight finally decides to drop again, I think it's going to be bigger than one lousy pound...and I think once I get the ball rolling I'll meet the 200s in no time. I don't know why...I just have this feeling about it. Let's hope I'm right! I'm ready to lose again, ready to be healed, and ready to run again.

On a final note, Misty told me that the time she got PF was in her second year of running. She said she just started to take it seriously, probably too seriously, and met with every injury in the book. It sounded so familiar. I started finally thinking about doing a half marathon, I told her, and I started taking it seriously. It was no longer about my love of running, and more about training the perfect runner's body (which I don't have). So maybe that's what caused it. I dropped the love of it and started pushing myself. I tried to be smart about it, but I think I just put to much pressure on my body to perform and didn't take the time to care for it properly and give it the love and thanks it needed for what it was already doing. I kept asking for more without saying, "Thanks for what you've given me thus far." I want to remember that when I start to run again. I want to remember to love it at least one run a week. I don't care about miles or time or any of it. One day a week, one run a week, will just be about me loving how running makes me feel. I can torture myself a little bit the rest of the week to "train" (with reason), but I need to stop being so hard on myself. I've done great things. I'm going to do more great things. What's with the impatience to get them done RIGHT NOW? What then, eh?! I've seen so many runners reach their ultimate goal and then end up stunted and bored because they don't know where to go from there. I want to enjoy the ride. And the day I run that half marathon will be with a body that feels ready and able, and a heart that soars not from triumphing over circumstance, but from loving what she's doing, and how and why she's doing it.

  
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MELLYBEANS0919 3/21/2012 5:14PM

    I really enjoyed reading this blog. You can tell by your words you're excited for what is to come with joining that gym.



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CHICAT63 3/15/2012 5:30AM

    Wow, what a great & awesome day !!! So excited for you, Misty and the gym sound great and very encouraging. It's a new adventure for sure.

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STRIVER57 3/15/2012 3:29AM

    This was just so nice to read. put me in a better frame of mind for starting my day. you rock!

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KAYOTIC 3/14/2012 9:59PM

    Nice to see the spark of joining the gym become a flame! Keep the fire going.....you'll be running in no time!

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SARAWALKS 3/14/2012 8:12PM

    Oh so great to read this. I've lost touch with lots of blogs but I read this whole thing and am just jumping up and down being happy for you!
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ATROTTIER 3/14/2012 1:33PM

    Love this!! So happy for you and your great experience at the new gym and for your new bestie!! LOL =) Have fun!

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CALLIKIA 3/14/2012 1:15PM

    Yeah...sorry about the length...just haven't had a lot good to say lately so I kinda went crazy. ;)

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MIQUEY73 3/14/2012 12:52PM

    I'm so happy for you!!! Hoping for more good things to come your way!

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JESSASAURUSFLEX 3/14/2012 12:29PM

    My goodness girl you can WRITE!
I didn't have a chance to get the whole way through this, but I wanted to let you know that I thought of you lastnight.

Hope it was a BEASTY workout.

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ERIN1128 3/14/2012 12:11PM

    I'm almost in tears, I'm so happy for you! I LOVE that you have found a kindred spirit at your fantastic new gym. You have earned this, baby!

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KKINNEA 3/14/2012 11:09AM

    This is beyond fabulous!! So many good things here - I'm excited for you!!

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Meet Gym...Again

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Yesterday I finally lost it, broke down and called the gym to find out how long the waiting game was going to take.

Short recap:
After over a year with my old gym, they decided to up and drop the insurance program coverage I was using to save money on my bill and get assistance services. The program only runs 2 years for each person...I was in my second year. Not only did they decide to drop coverage, they dropped it immediately and within 3 days my membership lapsed and I was out of a gym. I immediately called my insurance program to have my paperwork transferred to the gym in the big city where I work. A week later I get a call back letting me know my paperwork has been transfered and I need to call the new gym to set up an appointment. I call the new gym and they basically say, "Don't call us...we'll call you." That was almost two weeks ago. I got sick of waiting.

So yesterday I give them a call and leave a message for either Nancy or Misty. At least I've done SOMETHING, I think. About five minutes later, I get a call back from Misty. Apparently she was in the gym and came up to the front and saw my message. She said she tried to call days ago and left a message at some number...I apologized and told her she probably left it with my husband, who is notorious for not getting messages to me.

First thing I can say is that Misty was very accommodating. She sat on the phone with me for about a half hour trying to work out scheduling to get me in this week, something she said she can't normally do. Finally she worked it out so I'd have my initial appointment tonight at 7pm with Raj. She wasn't sure if I wanted the appointment because she understood that I get off work at 6pm and would have to wait around until my appointment, but I assured her that I'd make it work. I also asked her, "If I get there early, is there even a small chance I can get started with him early?" "Sure!" she tells me. I can at least start my paperwork early, even if I can't do my fitness test workout until closer to 7pm.

After that, she gave me two additional appointments. One next Tuesday, one on Thursday - both at 6:30pm. The first appointment will be with Janine, the second with Tanner (who, she tells me, just got accepted into med school). "What are these appointments for?" I ask. (I just want to be prepared...) "Supervised workouts," she says as if I should know. I guess what she doesn't realize is that I was at a gym previously where there were no supervised workouts...something that is supposed to be included in my insurance program...but wasn't. (I'm going to have to talk to the insurance company about this...at least I know the gym who wasn't offering the services they SHOULD have been offering is no longer pretending...but how did I get the short end of the stick...over a year out of my allowed 2 years and I got shorted!)

"We'll set you up with about four of these appointments for supervised workouts with each of our personal trainers," she says nonchalantly. "After that, I'll check in with you and you can tell me who you'd like to work with." WHA?! "And, don't be shy. Our feelings don't get hurt. We want you to have someone who works best with you and you feel most comfortable with." I picked my jaw up off the floor. Not only am I going to get supervised workouts with a personal trainer (especially important right now as I'm trying to adapt and work through this injury), but I get to "try out" each one and then pick the one I like!? Why the hell didn't I go to this gym first!? *face/palm*

Tonight I'll meet with Raj and Misty. They'll take my measurements, set up how I want to pay my monthly bill, and get all the paperwork filled out before taking a fitness test. Then next Tuesday and Thursday I have appointments with 2 separate personal trainers. (Misty told me that I could either "rest" on Wednesday or do some cardio. *lol*)

And this is going to sound stupid, but just knowing that there was hope again...that I was going to have a gym membership and be required to check in two times again and have someone watching me, instructing me, and expecting me to weigh-in and lose weight once a month...it made last night much easier. I didn't go munching last night...didn't even have the urge. (Dang...I am MESSED UP! *lol* At least I know how I work now, though. Workout = eat less naturally.)

So here's the hard work getting ready to start again. I'm making a list of questions and things I want to talk about with each of the trainers. As Hubs told me last night, "Choose wisely." I intend to. Ethan said, "If there's a girl, I bet you pick her." Not necessarily, I told him. I told him that I already know what I really need - someone firm but understanding. I'm not one to whine easily. I'll kick and scream my way through a workout, unwilling to show weakness. That can be my downfall, though, because by the time I say "ouch" it's probably past where I should have stopped. That being said, it also means I need someone who both won't take my crap and "let me off easy" but also someone who will recognize when the "ow" goes from whine to actual pain. I also need someone who will be expecting me, who doesn't doubt my ability just because I'm "fat" and who challenges me to expand my ideas of what I "can" do while still using what I'm good at to build my confidence. That's a big bill to ask of one person, but even if I can get just a part of that, I think it will make me stronger, more willing to go on, more willing to fight. I want someone that isn't going to be too impressed so I can fight harder to impress them. I don't want the jaw to drop when I tell them about my running five miles straight. I want someone who says "Good job" and then ties that into something I can do now as an injured runner.

That's the other thing...I need someone who can find a way to work around this stupid foot until it heals. Because, yes, I can do yoga - but I don't get much fire from it. It's more stretching and relaxing for me...it's not a "workout" on it's own...it's cross training for a leaner, sleeker, more toned and flexible body. And, yes, I can ride a stationary bike...but I don't get much cardio burn from the regular kind, so either put me on a spinning bike and challenge me there, or just put me on the leg press machine because a recumbent bike just feels like leg ST to me.

Things I'm looking for at the gym(s):
* Spinning bikes and classes
* A class schedule
* The pools
* Maybe some water aerobic classes
* Boxing equipment

Not sure if that last one is there, but I hope at least one of the four has something I can hit. Boxing does wonders for me. It's low impact, but high cardio...something that is almost impossible for me to find right now.

Things I need to ask/talk to PTs about:
* PF and how to work around it
I need ideas for things like boxing which will challenge me aerobically without causing undue stress on my foot. I do want it to heal because I fully intend to make a full recovery and by the end of this year be running again...and training for a half. I've had to push it back, but I won't push that goal away.

* Class Schedule
I need an updated schedule. I'm hoping they're still having those 6am spinning classes...and some late night water aerobic classes.

Those are the biggest things right now...any other ideas for what to look for, what to ask, etc?!

It's time to get my schedule resorted. I need to get to bed earlier so I can get plenty of sleep most days so I can last longer...or so I can get up extra early to get to the gym before work. Also going to talk to them about seeing if I can get a locker there, because I'm going to be so far from home and I'll need to keep things like shampoo/soap/toothbrush/etc. for those early morning workouts.

My foot still hurts. Brace hasn't come yet but should be here by tomorrow at the latest. Going to go over the healing plan with the PTs too...maybe I'm not doing it right because I just haven't broken down to go to the doctor because I don't want to pay money to have someone tell me what I can get info from on the world wide interwebs. Either way...it's time to stop moping around injured and time to get back to work. Ironically, my scale decided to fluck with me this morning...293...got on again...296. *lmao* Yeah, right! It was 10 pounds more than that yesterday...I don't buy it Mr. Scale. Thanks for trying to cheer me up, but I don't deal in lies.

  
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KAYOTIC 3/13/2012 8:39PM

    You may want to see if once you pick a trainer if you can switch if the chemistry doesn't work for you (or scheduling, or whatever). It's great they have you test drive them all so you can make an informed choice.



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RUSSELLORAMA 3/13/2012 5:35PM

    I hope it all goes well. It sounds really exciting! Hopefully your insurance company can do something about the other gym's negligence, especially if someone there was falsifying records. Maybe that's why they had to drop the coverage? Yeah, that's me, always looking for conspiracy! :)

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ATROTTIER 3/13/2012 12:51PM

    YAY!!! I'm so excited for you and this new gym!!! Whooo-hooo! The supervised workouts sound so cool, basically personal training one on one and that is hard to come by especially for a discount or free...and you get to pick your favorite too??? Super cool - have fun with it and I hope you can find what you are needing from them!

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ERIN1128 3/13/2012 12:16PM

    Sorry your foot still hurts, but awesome that you'll be getting gym time again!

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KKINNEA 3/13/2012 11:21AM

    This sounds like good news - I hope one of those trainers has that perfect combo! I'll be keeping an eye out for the good word!

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ALYSSA40 3/13/2012 10:16AM

    FINALLY, yay!

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SHEILA1505 3/13/2012 9:48AM

    Brilliant news about the different attitude of this gym - you'll find the right match with one, or maybe a couple, of the trainers. Hope they have classes that'll fit in with your schedule

Hugs

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HEALTH-E-CLARE 3/13/2012 9:42AM

    See, even your scale is excited for the gym and the results you're going to see.

I would see what certifications the different trainers have, because you might be able to get extra nutritional or type specific training... Mr Med School might be a good choice to talk about what's going on with your foot too. Give him a chance to use some of his pre-med schooling.

Glad to hear that things are turning around and that this new gym is offering everything you need.

I would definitely report your old gym and see if you can get an extension because of them not truly sticking to the program.

SOOOO HAPPY FOR YOU!

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SARAHSTARTSOVER 3/13/2012 9:06AM

    Wow what a difference in approach from one gym to another! I am thrilled that you are going to be getting the workouts that you have been wanting and even get to choose the trainer! That is so great!

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DARKFAERY 3/13/2012 9:05AM

    I'm doing a happy dance in my chair because I'm so excited for you!! Have fun at your appointment tonight!

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BAYBELIEVER 3/13/2012 9:03AM

    So glad about the gym! Sounds like this one is going to be awesome for your awesome-ness! And I am like that too. Once I workout, there is no way I am wasting that workout with crap food in my system!

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It Hasn't Been Pretty

Saturday, March 10, 2012

It started on Tuesday. It was a beautiful day outside and I decided to go ahead and do my Lunch Mile+ walk that had been scheduled for Monday, just to get the ball rolling for the week. The next day, I couldn't hardly put any weight on my right foot. Hubs was threatening to pull out the crutches. I was limping around and everyone was asking what was wrong.

It seems my brace hasn't been helping much. This PF crap has gotten the best of me and try as I might to just soldier on, I couldn't do it any longer. It hurt when I started out, and then got more comfortable as I went. I knew anything longer than about 2 miles would upset it, so I stuck to my 1-1.25 miles per day walk at lunch. And then...even that was too much.

PF won. Hubs won. I went ahead and resigned myself to taking a few days off...to let it heal.

Heal it hasn't.

I ordered a new night splint brace online, a better one. Reviews from one user says he had foot pain for years, and then 4 days after using the night splint ...all better. I'm hoping I have a similar experience but it hasn't arrived yet and I'm just waiting.

Afraid to do anything.
Afraid of hurting it more.

The pain has moved from my heel and now spreads into my arch and even my ankle. My hips are hurting from limping and walking funny. I need to get back to the chiro, but I want to wait until I heal one issue (the foot) because otherwise it will just get screwed up again.

I told myself I'd just focus on my food intake. Eat less since I can't exercise.

That hasn't been easy or pretty or fun.
I do great for hours and hours, and then workout time rolls around and I get my "angry eating face" on. Anyone who has been watching my journey knows that when my exercise suffers, so does the rest of it. When I get a good sweat on, my self-confidence goes sky high and my ability to reject any and all temptation is at an all-time high.

I miss running even more now that I can't walk.

I kept telling myself it was just a matter of time until it healed and I was off running again. And then my mileage dropped to zero, and my self-confidence went with it.

Each day I wake up still trying to push past the pain of being betrayed by my body. I fought for it. I sweated and bled and got bruised and battered and beaten. I followed all the rules for preventing injury. And the past year and a few months of utter rebellion by my body has put me in my place. Sometimes when you put your mind's desires up against your body's abilities, your body wins.

I'm up to 309 this morning.
I'm not surprised.

Hurt, but not surprised.

I know how big a goal 299 is, and I had my moments of self-sabotage, but not lately. Lately it's been my body holding me back, my emotions along for the deluge of self-pity, and it's all avalanched into this moment.

The plan right now is to rest, ice, heal, and try to put the pieces of my broken heart together again. My plan is to maintain a holding pattern of existence until I can live again. My other plan is to not waste another day past today.

Sunday I will start exercise light. Pilates. Yoga. Squats, lunges, pushups, planks. Whatever I can do that doesn't cause undue stress on my foot. I'm building an arsenal in my head of all the lousy weapons left I have to fight this. The guns are out...I'm out of ammo and they're useless. So it's time to gather the pickaxes and hammers and scythes and cut away at the layers of self-loathing until I reach that level of peace once again.

My other plan is to not give much attention to the scale. I'm going to gain weight. It's not going to be enough. I'm going to have those angry eating moments from time to time because I am angry. But if I can just last one extra hour each day. If I can just get a few extra minutes of control and keep adding to that, maybe one thing good will come out of this...maybe I can actually beat the emotional eating monster for good. Maybe I can actually come out on top, even if I end up at a spot that looks depressing in terms of the scale.

Now is not the time for scale victories or non-scale victories.
Now is the time to hold on for dear life, adjust to the lowest impact of workouts available.
Now is the time to learn how to be okay with only burning 80 calories.
Now is the time to figure out how to eat for an INactive body.
And it's the time for tucking myself in tight at night, knowing I did the best I possibly could, and learning to just be okay with that.

  
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GOGOSHIRE 3/13/2012 8:13AM

    Is biking an option? Or is there a pool? Is "angry eating" really unavoidable? Can you instead switch that too angry yoga or angry bike riding or angry swimming, or something angry that is productive and constructive versus destructive? Fingers crossed that this overnight splint works!
xo

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MIQUEY73 3/12/2012 12:50PM

    So sorry you're having pain! I've been dealing with PF for a few months now too. I've been doing stretching, icing and anti-inflammatory medicine. I'm finally able to walk and such without too many problems.

On2Victory has been dealing with it as well. He's been missing running too. Maybe he has some insight in his blogs. I know he's talked about it quite a bit.

Keep fighting. You've done great so far and can overcome this.

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SPARKLISE 3/12/2012 9:15AM

    Don't give up.
If you don't lose as much as you would like,at least try not to gain too much.
You've come such a long way!
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MEWHENRYSMAMA 3/12/2012 1:20AM

    I can understand as I have had PF and I am living with two knees needing replacement! It is not easy to deal with but it can be done! I would suggest that you see the chiropractor so they could help you with the fact you are not walking properly. I do hope your new brace helps you! Keep us posted!
Take care!
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MAGPIE17 3/10/2012 7:31PM

    If you're out of ammo, start throwing the guns! They've gotta be at least as effective as rocks, right?

All joking aside, I am so sorry you keep getting hit with these curve balls, E. Big, big, big, HUGE hugs. Do your low-impact, nice-to-your-foot exercises and keep up the hard work, because it WILL pay off, hon.

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JUST_ONE_STEP 3/10/2012 5:26PM

    Ohhh...sorry to hear of your PF! I suffered from that also. It's not fun. I tried night braces, ultrasound therapy, physical therapy--doc even put me in a walking cast for 3 months. Know what worked? Cortizone shots. I know, I know. Ick, right? But I was desperate. So I bit the bullet and had one. And it worked! I ended up with two in one month to totally erase the pain, but it did the job. I'm happy to say I haven't suffered from it again. Just an idea to roll around...

Hope you feel better soon!

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JEREMY723 3/10/2012 3:45PM

    I'm missing running also because of heel pain. After seeing a sports medicine doctor I have an air heel, a script for an anti-inflammatory and Vitamin D supplements because I was deficient. A chiropractor visit at 3 weeks off running will hopefully allow me to start again.

I hope that your new brace does the trick!

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ALYSSA40 3/10/2012 12:43PM

    I'm sorry to say but the best thing for an injury like that is to just let it rest and heal on its own. You can't force it. You're a One Woman Wrecking Machine- ease up and let your body do what it has to. You'll be back soon enough.

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BAYBELIEVER 3/10/2012 12:19PM

    Don't know if you have any stretching exercises to do for the PF, but since I am a victim also, I thought I would share, just in case: Stand facing a wall or something to lean on. Put your foot straight behind you and then lean forward, pushing your heal into the ground. So your foot is now making like an upside down and backward 7: /_. Keep pushing your heal into the ground. Hold for at least 25 seconds and up to 45. Repeat 5-6 times a day. I know that for me I do this every morning while brushing my teeth, even as "maintenance" when it isn't flaring up. It's awful and it's painful. Hope the new night splint arrives soon!

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KAYOTIC 3/10/2012 10:49AM

    Injuries like that really suck! Sorry you're having foot troubles, it really does limit your options if you can't walk....hope you recover from this soon. Can you bike or swim? maybe that would be a good transition if you have access to that (although I must confess I tried swimming when I was rehabbing from a broken ankle, and it really wasn't my thing....)

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