Saturday, August 11, 2012
Oh, I didn't even want to blog about it. Can't believe I did it. But yes, I did. Thursday morning I knocked a casserole dish full of chili off the second shelf of the refrig around bleary-eyed 6:30am. It hit my right foot and shattered between my feet. I had to pull four shards out of my feet - two in each. It was one of those scenes: pushing dog trying to eat shard-filled food away, trying to remove glass and apply direct pressure to blood -- if not exactly gushing -- more than trickling, wiping up chili splattered in strange places throughout the refrigerator and even up my shirt. Aaargh. The voice says again for the 400th time "even if you are slender, you are just as much a klutz as you were heavy." No, no I'm not, I answer, kind of convincing myself.
OK. Now deal with reality. When I tried to put on a running shoe yesterday and again this morning, I got blood on my sock and it hurt. No good. OK. More flexibility called for. I skipped my planned 6.5 miles run this morning. I went and bought a new pair of Crocs that don't stress my sore spots. Then I rode the stationary bike for 45 minutes and did a really good session of strength training. I tried the elliptical gingerly and did 15 minutes. So I got my cardio in. Hoping I can run again by Tuesday. I'll be visiting my mom in South Dakota. We'll see.
I may be just a bit behind on my training for the half marathon in November, but I will catch up!!