TNT Kickoff is this Saturday. Chris and I are co-mentoring a group this season and looking forward to having the Fanciest Camp ever at training weekend.
I'm making slow progress on the training front, having run 3 miles 3 times in the past week. Each time getting a bit easier, though it's still pretty hard and slow. Have been pretty good with doing my physical therapy core exercise, too. I went to the doctor yesterday (the butt doctor as I affectionately refer to her) who gave me a small injection of steroid and Novocaine in my rear end. I spent the day poking my butt to see if I could feel anything. Good thing I was working at home.
This weeks plan:
- Get to the pool and make sure swimming to doesn't hurt.
- Put Speedster on the trainer and see if I can sit comfortably for 30 minutes.
- Kickoff on Saturday. Woohoo!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Starting Over
Today I ran 3 miles on Crissy Field! First time out on the open road, and longest distance in 6 months. It was slow and painful, and I was counting down the minutes until completion. I was happy that I managed to run 3 miles, but the world was moving by me awfully slow. Dogs were doing triple laps around me, and I barely passed a speed-walker. Ah such are the humbling lessons of getting back in to shape.
I have finally talked myself down off the Half Iron man cliff. After having a few rough physical therapy sessions and realizing we would be on vacation for 2 weeks, thereby missing 3 weekends of training, I decided it would be wise to stick to the Olympic distance at Wildflower. I really wanted to push myself to do the longer distance, but realized I will have plenty of pushing just to get myself back into decent shape. There will always be more race in my future.
On the upside, my ass seemed to hold up fine during the run!
I have finally talked myself down off the Half Iron man cliff. After having a few rough physical therapy sessions and realizing we would be on vacation for 2 weeks, thereby missing 3 weekends of training, I decided it would be wise to stick to the Olympic distance at Wildflower. I really wanted to push myself to do the longer distance, but realized I will have plenty of pushing just to get myself back into decent shape. There will always be more race in my future.
On the upside, my ass seemed to hold up fine during the run!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
The Best 2 Miles Ever
The gym was crowded and stinky, but I found a treadmill with my name on it. I walked briskly for about 5 minutes. OK, feeling fine, no pain. I think I can do this.
Inched up the speed to a 12 min mile. No pain yet. Legs are moving fine. Heart rate is increasing slowly.
Had to take of my glasses (still have the stupid eye infection), so couldn't really see.
Increased the speed slowly to a level where I wasn't pushing myself, but definitely in the cardio zone. Ran for 2 miles, and it felt pretty amazing. I loved sweating. I loved feeling that I was using my muscles. I loved moving my arms in that rhythmic way. I loved listening to my ipod and getting lost in the repetition. I even loved how it was boring and monotonous and I wanted it to be over. Seriously, it was such a great feeling!
After 2 miles of running, I cooled down a bit and then put my glasses back on. Thrilled at how well it went, I looked at the workout summary. Apparently, I was running a lightening speed of 11:06/mile. Oye. Well, you have to start somewhere. Even that little bit of disappointment couldn't wipe the smile off my face as I walked home.
Inched up the speed to a 12 min mile. No pain yet. Legs are moving fine. Heart rate is increasing slowly.
Had to take of my glasses (still have the stupid eye infection), so couldn't really see.
Increased the speed slowly to a level where I wasn't pushing myself, but definitely in the cardio zone. Ran for 2 miles, and it felt pretty amazing. I loved sweating. I loved feeling that I was using my muscles. I loved moving my arms in that rhythmic way. I loved listening to my ipod and getting lost in the repetition. I even loved how it was boring and monotonous and I wanted it to be over. Seriously, it was such a great feeling!
After 2 miles of running, I cooled down a bit and then put my glasses back on. Thrilled at how well it went, I looked at the workout summary. Apparently, I was running a lightening speed of 11:06/mile. Oye. Well, you have to start somewhere. Even that little bit of disappointment couldn't wipe the smile off my face as I walked home.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
2009 and Feelin' Fine(ish)
I'm back! After 6 months of complete and utter inactivity due to an injury, I am about to set off on my first workout of 2009. It has been a long and windy six months. Here are the highlights:
This would probably be a fine approach, but in my ever optimistic state of mind, I signed up to be a mentor for the spring TNT tri season. So I'm sort of committed. . . . But it's still a 3 weeks until kick off and probably 5 weeks before I really need to be on my bike. . . . As I write this, warning bells are going off in my head.
So here I am, sitting on Tush Cush #2 on the sofa, wearing spandex for the first time in 5 months, and feeling a little wary about heading to the gym. But 2009 is a clean slate, and with a nod to my running mantra, I'm off (to the treadmill) one step at a time.
- 7/08 - Broke my tailbone from stress fracture on my bike
- 8/08 - Continued to ignore the injury and completed the Tour d'Organics, a 66 mi ride through wine country with Pam
- 8/08 - After strapping 3 ice packs on my ass, sleeping with a heating pad, and applying cream to my ass that smelled like Ben-gay, I decided I should stop exercising. (Always the smart one, I am).
- 9/08 - 12/08 - Dropped my trousers for a cajillion and half medical types. Got 2 X-ray, 2 MRIs, and a lot of needles, drugs, poking and prodding.
- 9/08 - Purchased Tush Cush. Tried to hide it on the bus.
- 10/08 - Embraced Tush Cush. Carried it like a purse. Used it at bars around SF.
- 11/08 - Started taking Fermented Cod Fish Live Oil and Butter Fat as part of treatment.
- 11/08 - Started getting eye infections. Everything is blurry. Can't drive. Got super cute hair cut and new glasses.
- 12/08 - Received 2nd Tush Cush as Xmas gift! Score!
- 1/09 - Green light to try swimming and running again. Speedster (my bike) sits in the backroom looking very lonely and sad.
This would probably be a fine approach, but in my ever optimistic state of mind, I signed up to be a mentor for the spring TNT tri season. So I'm sort of committed. . . . But it's still a 3 weeks until kick off and probably 5 weeks before I really need to be on my bike. . . . As I write this, warning bells are going off in my head.
So here I am, sitting on Tush Cush #2 on the sofa, wearing spandex for the first time in 5 months, and feeling a little wary about heading to the gym. But 2009 is a clean slate, and with a nod to my running mantra, I'm off (to the treadmill) one step at a time.
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