Saturday, October 02, 2010
out of the jaws of defeat.....
What a glorious morning I faced at 2 am when I headed out for my long run! The weather had cooled off, and temperatures continued to drop. Starting at seventy and getting cooler, with a nice breeze.
We headed out for the first 10 mile loop. It felt good to run, but the right knee was still tender. As we continued, I started having aches in my right glutes. A new symptom for me.
As the ten miles ended and we headed back to the parking lot, I felt a sharp pain on the outside of the right knee, exactly where I'd had pain in the left knee three weeks previously. But the pain persisted when I walked.
I told the group leader I wasn't going on, but she suggested I start the first leg and then turn back if it was a problem. At less than a quarter mile I insisted I was turning back.
As I turned my back on the group, I burst into tears. I had failed. I only did ten miles, and I had a host of new aches and pains.
I got to my car and took a deep breath, then headed for home. Once there, I headed for bed to catch a couple of hours of sleep before the workmen came to gut my bathroom.
I'm tempted to say I failed, that's certainly how it feels. I'm upset, I'm devastated, and I have no idea how I'm going to recover and complete training to run a marathon in mid November. But I remind myself that I did one thing right: I stopped before I did real damage. I protected myself. I'm going to take that victory!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
This weekís long run is 26 miles. On the day I finished the 20 mile long run, I just knew that nothing could stop me now. I was wrong.
Three weeks later when I attempted the 23 mile long run, ITB pain struck my left knee at mile 16. Being headstrong and stupid, I finished as much of the run as I could (21+ miles) and strained my right knee. That knee has been tender ever since. For the last two weeks, even my dance session has caused knee pain. Iíve been icing it, cutting back on training, taking all my scheduled rest days and then some.
A visit to the podiatrist early this week provided some explanations of the cause (see earlier blog), but I still need to deal with the current situation. My knee is tender, and Iím facing a 26 mile run in less than 48 hours. Yes, the podiatrist said I could continue training.
Iím a mess of conflicting emotions. I want to be able to run that marathon in November and finish it. I donít want to be embarrassed by my time. Iím really proud of how far Iíve come. Iím frustrated that Iím running more slowly now than when I started running. Iím thrilled that I have been able to accomplish so much.
Iím really irritated at my bodyís limitations. I could go onÖ.
Iím going to be there at 2 am Saturday morning, ready to go for 26 miles. Iím putting you on notice, Universe; Iím looking for a little kindness. This WILL get done!
Monday, September 27, 2010
It was nothing but odds and ends, but still......Very frustrating.
So, just the highlights:
Saturday's long run was OK, because it wasn't too long. 7 miles with hills (parking garage ramps.) No ITB problems, but the right knee a little swollen.
Saturday afternoon the movers delivered my mom's furniture - no advance warning beyond a phone call 1 1/2 hour ahead of arrival. Fortunately my bank had a branch open until 3pm so I was able to scramble to have the cash required to retrieve my delivery. "Movers" turned out to be one scrawny kid, so I did a lot of helping.
Sunday was spent unpacking the boxes. I'm happy to report that all the Meissen china arrived in one piece. These pieces had been purchased by my parents from escaping refugees in Shanghai in the late 1940s, and have now landed in Houston after stays in Paris, Geneva, Chevy Chase, Frankfurt, Bangkok, and Mayville NY. I wonder where their next stay will be, although I know that my eldest daughter will be the next recipient. I wonder where their original owners are, and wish I could tell them or their families that their treasures have been treasured by my family.
Have you ever taken those quizzes to find out what your decorating style is? I could never successfully do those because I liked so many different things. But I was never comfortable with my surroundings as an adult. Now that my parents' items have landed in my house, I've discovered that my style is antique Chinese eclectic. My house finally feels like home, and not only because these are the items I grew up with. I realized that I didn't select any of the European antiques, and let my brothers go after those. No, I'm at home with the Chinese antiques. I should take pictures.....
Today's my middle daughter's 25th birthday, so I invited her to have dinner last night. When she was unable to decide on what kind of food she wanted, we headed for Whole Foods where each member of the family selected items she wanted to eat. This was particularly helpful to the youngest who is a vegetarian. So we came home and had quite a feast! Some of the selections: a huge salad, macaroni and cheese (for the birthday girl), Italian salami, stinky French cheeses, four types of olives, and a rustic baguette. It wasn't nice of me, but I sent all the leftovers home with my daughter. Actually, her friends will take care of eating all of that, and it won't land on her hips either.
And last but not least, I finally went to the podiatrist today. I picked one that I knew to be a runner (I had known him socially 30+ years ago), and had to laugh when I saw the pictures in the exam room. His wall was plastered with pictures from race finishes. The hallway was plastered with pictures of him with various politicians. Well, at least I know his political leanings now.
So, it turns out that, just as I suspected, my right leg is slightly shorter than the left. But that's not the problem. My feet are very asymmetrical, and my gait is full of idiosyncrasies. My right foot wobbles all over the place, and my left tries to compensate. My weight is balanced on the outside of the right food, and the inside of the left foot. Who knew I was such a mess? Fortunately this can be easily rectified with orthotics, and I was told I could continue running with temporary orthotics. Let's hope they'll do the trick this Saturday when I have a 26 miler scheduled. I have to wait 3 weeks for the other orthotics.
That just about wraps up this session of odds and ends.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
I tend to be a generalist. That has stood me in good stead as far as work is concerned, I suppose, as I've been able to adapt to various types of positions and companies within the insurance industry.
But dabbling isn't working for me in training for a marathon! I thought that signing up for another session of Power in Motion this fall would give me a different type of experience which would help me build strength and fitness. If nothing else, I like running with others so thought this would be a good option.
It's like Couch to 5K, but there are options for those of us who are already running. After the time trials two weeks ago I found myself having moved up several categories since last spring. What harm can come of running, right?
The first week was easy, we were running 4/1s. Last week, we moved on to 6/1s, but the group took it at quite a pace, much faster than I'm accustomed to and much faster than is appropriate given the heat and humidity. I was huffing and puffing at the end but thought it would only help me get fit.
So during the week when I'm doing short runs, I'm following the PIM program, not Galloway. This morning I headed out for this week's long run since I missed the group run yesterday. I started out with the 6/1s for 3 repeats, then switched to 2/1s. By mile 6, the left knee starts to hurt again. I immediately switch to 1/1s since I was able to do this the last time this happened. No go.
So I switched to 30/30 seconds, and this worked better. Now I don't actually run so much as I shuffle. My feet don't come up off the ground much. It just feels more economical that way. But the knee was hurting. So I started lifting the knees a bit more and somehow this relieved the pain while I was running. In fact, I didn't feel pain. So I finished the last mile this way, which was exhausting but relatively pain-free.
I walked another half mile to cool down, and during that time decided that deviating from Galloway was contributing to the pain. So I'm going to stop that other training program and just focus on what I've been doing successfully up until now. I'm going to continue experimenting with lifting my knees more.
Interestingly, that last mile was my fastest pace of the run.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Yes, I'm depressed.
The loss of that client really hit me; it's like a bad divorce, one in which you haven't worked through the issues, have no idea why things ended.
Yes, I'm worried about my job, because I feel that I don't have enough to do, don't contribute enough. Times are tough, and now this makes them tougher. I hate not being busy, not keeping my mind occupied.
I'd like to go out and run it off, but my knees hurt, so I'm taking it easy this week. I laugh when I realize that a year ago it would never have occurred to me to go out to run in order to deal with stress, pain, whatever.
This past weekend I started painting the bathroom - my daughter had wanted it deep red, but finally got tired of it. So I started with a coat of primer, which is almost done. I realized afterwards that I had done what my mother used to do: when stressed out, she painted walls or scrubbed floors. When a family friend of ours was found murdered in Prague when I was a teenager, she and I repainted several rooms over the course of the weekend, as we waited for more news about what might have happened. There's just some magic about doing something productive while you suffer and wait.
Her birthday is on Friday. This time last year (as long as I'm wallowing) I went up to see her in the hospital. I just ran across a picture of her sitting outside in a wheelchair, oxygen tank at her side, looking gaunt. A living skeleton at that point. I didn't let myself see that at the time, all I saw was the fierce spirit struggling to get better. She never gave up.
I guess I'm my mother's daughter.
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