off to the dr to find out what is REALLY going on with my right foot.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
remember...
Today I am reminding myself of this post
and especially of these...
Never complain about my times or stress.
I will constantly compliment other runners, even when they are faster than me!!
I will give myself to my group runs every day (well maybe 2 days).
I will stop complaining about my weight. These 2 weeks are starting to show on my body, and I must run!!! I promise I will never say anything about my weight if I can run again - this is a HUGE thing for me!
I will practice better recovry - ICE and REST!!!
I am running again, that is what I wanted... and I am taking it for granted!
and especially of these...
Never complain about my times or stress.
I will constantly compliment other runners, even when they are faster than me!!
I will give myself to my group runs every day (well maybe 2 days).
I will stop complaining about my weight. These 2 weeks are starting to show on my body, and I must run!!! I promise I will never say anything about my weight if I can run again - this is a HUGE thing for me!
I will practice better recovry - ICE and REST!!!
I am running again, that is what I wanted... and I am taking it for granted!
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Scared to Death
It has been a week since my diagnosis. I have not eaten a single piece of meat in 7 days. I don't think I have ever done this. I don't feel bad and I don't miss it. I have been eating peanut butter and greek yogurt to get my protein and also an occasional protein shake.
Here are the runs I have gotten in this week...
Monday: Swimming 1800 Meters
Tuesday: 5 Miles - outside
Wednesday: 7.16 Miles 60 Minutes - Treadmill
Thursday: 5.56 Miles 46 Minutes - Treadmill
Friday: 5.57 Miles 46 Minutes - Treadmill
Then lets talk about today... I was scheduled for an easy 14 Miles. I wanted to so badly get out and run and feel no pain in the foot and to conquer the 14 miles like my old self. On Thursday night I quit taking the medicine I was prescribed because 1. My foot was feeling fine and 2. I was feeling HORRIBLE.. I mean like sick to my stomach and all I wanted to do was curl up in ball and die horrible. Well Friday felt GREAT running on the treadmill, the sick feeling wasn't there and my foot was feeling great. Then Friday night came around... went to bed and then was woken up around midnight by the "pain" creaping back... so I jumped up and decided to take the medicine...
I got up at 4:30 because I wanted to start running at 5. My foot was feeling a little pain, but once I put my shoes on and I jumped around it felt like I could handle it. So I set out at 5 to do my run. I was feeling a bit winded (which is the medicine) at first. I got my 3 miles in before I met up with the big group... then I set out again. My pace was extrememly slow, but I didn't care. My goal was just to get the 14 in. I was doing 8:45's. Half way through the run my stomach started killing me... like I needed to find a bathroom- stat - but there were non on the course. I tried to ignore it, but then it started turning into a sick feeling. All of my friends had long left me because their paces are like 8:00-8:15's and there I was almost doing 9:00 miles! (this is so embarrassing to me, by the way, but whatever - I am determined to get past this obstacle - I KNOW I will get my normal self back some day). So I kept on with the stomach issues... I was trying every mental trick I could find... I was changing my IPOD every 30 seconds trying to find "that" song that would motivate me - but nothing was working.
I made it back to the group start - which means I had less than 3 miles to go... I got water and tried to set out again - but I had nothing left... I was at 11.80 miles... I know I only had 2.2 to go but there was nothing left. I decided to turn around and ask for a ride back... this was me at my lowest point of running in my head.. but I did it anyways - I wasn't going to let my pride get in the way and cause more problems. Luckily the first couple I asked was more than happy to get me back to my car.
So I ended up doing 11.8 Miles at an 8:45 pace.
THE.WORST.RUN of this runners life.
I am scared to death that this issue is not going to go away.
I am scared to death that I won't be able to run NYC.
I am scared to death of having to give up.
I am not going to let this get to me - I got through a stress fracture - I can get through this - whatever "this" is.
Here are the runs I have gotten in this week...
Monday: Swimming 1800 Meters
Tuesday: 5 Miles - outside
Wednesday: 7.16 Miles 60 Minutes - Treadmill
Thursday: 5.56 Miles 46 Minutes - Treadmill
Friday: 5.57 Miles 46 Minutes - Treadmill
Then lets talk about today... I was scheduled for an easy 14 Miles. I wanted to so badly get out and run and feel no pain in the foot and to conquer the 14 miles like my old self. On Thursday night I quit taking the medicine I was prescribed because 1. My foot was feeling fine and 2. I was feeling HORRIBLE.. I mean like sick to my stomach and all I wanted to do was curl up in ball and die horrible. Well Friday felt GREAT running on the treadmill, the sick feeling wasn't there and my foot was feeling great. Then Friday night came around... went to bed and then was woken up around midnight by the "pain" creaping back... so I jumped up and decided to take the medicine...
I got up at 4:30 because I wanted to start running at 5. My foot was feeling a little pain, but once I put my shoes on and I jumped around it felt like I could handle it. So I set out at 5 to do my run. I was feeling a bit winded (which is the medicine) at first. I got my 3 miles in before I met up with the big group... then I set out again. My pace was extrememly slow, but I didn't care. My goal was just to get the 14 in. I was doing 8:45's. Half way through the run my stomach started killing me... like I needed to find a bathroom- stat - but there were non on the course. I tried to ignore it, but then it started turning into a sick feeling. All of my friends had long left me because their paces are like 8:00-8:15's and there I was almost doing 9:00 miles! (this is so embarrassing to me, by the way, but whatever - I am determined to get past this obstacle - I KNOW I will get my normal self back some day). So I kept on with the stomach issues... I was trying every mental trick I could find... I was changing my IPOD every 30 seconds trying to find "that" song that would motivate me - but nothing was working.
I made it back to the group start - which means I had less than 3 miles to go... I got water and tried to set out again - but I had nothing left... I was at 11.80 miles... I know I only had 2.2 to go but there was nothing left. I decided to turn around and ask for a ride back... this was me at my lowest point of running in my head.. but I did it anyways - I wasn't going to let my pride get in the way and cause more problems. Luckily the first couple I asked was more than happy to get me back to my car.
So I ended up doing 11.8 Miles at an 8:45 pace.
THE.WORST.RUN of this runners life.
I am scared to death that this issue is not going to go away.
I am scared to death that I won't be able to run NYC.
I am scared to death of having to give up.
I am not going to let this get to me - I got through a stress fracture - I can get through this - whatever "this" is.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Nada
Well
I didn't run today.
I totally skipped it.
I woke up feeling like a semi hit me and so I went to work early rather than run. I decided that I would just run after work.
Well 7:00 came and I was still at work, still feeling like that Semi was on top of me... but I tried to run anyways.
I made it .20 miles and walked home. Everytime I hit the pavement my head THROBBED.
This is NOT how training is supposed to go. I feel like NYC is a lost cause right now.
I didn't run today.
I totally skipped it.
I woke up feeling like a semi hit me and so I went to work early rather than run. I decided that I would just run after work.
Well 7:00 came and I was still at work, still feeling like that Semi was on top of me... but I tried to run anyways.
I made it .20 miles and walked home. Everytime I hit the pavement my head THROBBED.
This is NOT how training is supposed to go. I feel like NYC is a lost cause right now.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
RUT
I never thought I would say this but I am in a RUT.
It isn't a mental rut, because I want to run. I want to run all the time.
It is a physical rut! Every time I go out I am fatigued and exhausted. Winded and just purely exhausted.
I have swam 4 times in the past week, because I have felt great doing it. It feels so peaceful being in the water.
I have gotten every run in that I have been scheduled... they just haven't felt good.
Any advice out there??
It isn't a mental rut, because I want to run. I want to run all the time.
It is a physical rut! Every time I go out I am fatigued and exhausted. Winded and just purely exhausted.
I have swam 4 times in the past week, because I have felt great doing it. It feels so peaceful being in the water.
I have gotten every run in that I have been scheduled... they just haven't felt good.
Any advice out there??
Friday, July 1, 2011
NYC: Week 1 of 20
Week 1 of Marathon training in the books!! (actually... I may be sneaking in just one more this week)
Sunday- funny story!!!
I met someone who also enjoys running... so when I told him I wanted to run on Sunday he said he would run with me and I agreed. Well, I got home from my parents a little early and was feeling sluggish and heavy from the weekend. I wasn't meeting up with him until later so I was getting a little antsy to run and from the past couple of runs with him I knew it wasn't going to be too far (maybe 3-5 miles) and not too fast (9:00ish pace) well... the way I was feeling was 5 miles at 8:00ish pace.... so I decided I would run that and then meet him and go easy and be relaxed rather than push the pace ... well - sometimes things don't go exactly as planned!
I ran my 5 at 8:00 pace... then I met up and ran with him not even 2 hours later... my first question was so how far do you want to go... and he said 8 MILES!!! whaaaat?!? but I said ok... because I didn't want him to know I had already put in 5 miles!!
Well - the pace... he was pumping out 8:00!!
So in a nutshell... I ended up running 6 with him at an 8:08 pace...
Total for Sunday 11 miles 8:04 pace
(PS I ran 10 miles the day before at 8:00 pace!)
Monday - OFF
Tuesday - 8 miles
Wednesday - TRACK!!! 1 miles warm up 3x 400 1600 3x400 800 = 4 miles
Thursday - OFF
Friday 12 Miles 8:23 pace
Saturday 8 more miles! I just felt like doing more. I went to bed at 8:45 the night before so when 5 am came around I was fully energized and decided to hit the pavement. The garmin died half way through, but I was mainting 8:15-8:20 before it died... Once I got home I iced my legs then hit the road for Miami...
Total-35 miles so far.... 43 miles total
I am feeling great and feeling like I may run something easy early tomorrow morning before I hit the road for Miami!!!
Sunday- funny story!!!
I met someone who also enjoys running... so when I told him I wanted to run on Sunday he said he would run with me and I agreed. Well, I got home from my parents a little early and was feeling sluggish and heavy from the weekend. I wasn't meeting up with him until later so I was getting a little antsy to run and from the past couple of runs with him I knew it wasn't going to be too far (maybe 3-5 miles) and not too fast (9:00ish pace) well... the way I was feeling was 5 miles at 8:00ish pace.... so I decided I would run that and then meet him and go easy and be relaxed rather than push the pace ... well - sometimes things don't go exactly as planned!
I ran my 5 at 8:00 pace... then I met up and ran with him not even 2 hours later... my first question was so how far do you want to go... and he said 8 MILES!!! whaaaat?!? but I said ok... because I didn't want him to know I had already put in 5 miles!!
Well - the pace... he was pumping out 8:00!!
So in a nutshell... I ended up running 6 with him at an 8:08 pace...
Total for Sunday 11 miles 8:04 pace
(PS I ran 10 miles the day before at 8:00 pace!)
Monday - OFF
Tuesday - 8 miles
Wednesday - TRACK!!! 1 miles warm up 3x 400 1600 3x400 800 = 4 miles
Thursday - OFF
Friday 12 Miles 8:23 pace
Saturday 8 more miles! I just felt like doing more. I went to bed at 8:45 the night before so when 5 am came around I was fully energized and decided to hit the pavement. The garmin died half way through, but I was mainting 8:15-8:20 before it died... Once I got home I iced my legs then hit the road for Miami...
Total-
I am feeling great and feeling like I may run something easy early tomorrow morning before I hit the road for Miami!!!
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
I never thought I would say this....
But, I absolutely loved my first day back at TRACK!!!! It was such an amazing feeling to open my legs up for speed and to let it out. I was dreading this morning for the past few months. If you remember I also have been saying I wasn't going to do track because of how much I hate it. Well, I need to get into my training hard core, so I went out this morning. I was so intimidated. I used to be in 3B before my injury, so when Dror asked me what group I wanted to be in I said 6 because I didn't want to face the embarrassment of being left behind in any group higher!
The workout was 3 x 400 Mile 3 x 400 800. I think i was supposed to do 1:43 7:00 1:43 and i can't not remember what the 800 was.
I didn't wear a watch because I ddin't want to be consumed. My plan was to tuck myself behind the group and just go with it... well that worked for the first 400!!! We came in right on pace. The next ones were not so much. I wanted to just GO. So my times were more like 1:40-1:35 on the 400's. I don't remember exactly...but the mile was 6:44!! I know it sounds slow,, but for me it was great!! I wasn't even expeecting a 7:00. I haven't ran this fast since February!!!
The next 400's felt so good. Then for the 800 I did 3:05!!!
I am pumpled after this workout. It gave me a little more confidence and hope. I still have a waays to go, but I know I can do it. It just going to take dedication and determination - and yes I have it!!!
The workout was 3 x 400 Mile 3 x 400 800. I think i was supposed to do 1:43 7:00 1:43 and i can't not remember what the 800 was.
I didn't wear a watch because I ddin't want to be consumed. My plan was to tuck myself behind the group and just go with it... well that worked for the first 400!!! We came in right on pace. The next ones were not so much. I wanted to just GO. So my times were more like 1:40-1:35 on the 400's. I don't remember exactly...but the mile was 6:44!! I know it sounds slow,, but for me it was great!! I wasn't even expeecting a 7:00. I haven't ran this fast since February!!!
The next 400's felt so good. Then for the 800 I did 3:05!!!
I am pumpled after this workout. It gave me a little more confidence and hope. I still have a waays to go, but I know I can do it. It just going to take dedication and determination - and yes I have it!!!
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