This morning I was holding my breath. It was half excitement and half fear. And, it had nothing to do with Joe Paterno. It was time to run. Finally. After 10 days without so much as a step of running or anything else, I was ready to test out this body of mine. Ten days ago, a mere three mile run had me hobbling, tight and sore. My whole left leg felt cramped, wrong and dead (CW&D). Since that time I have had:
- Lots of rest
- 1 cortisone shot in my high hamstring (butt crease)
- 1 killer active release massage that worked the heck out of my piriformis and glutes
- Halloween candy
- Some wine
It was a bit nipply, but nothing to write home about. What is to write home about is the filth on this thermometer.
Just for the record, we do not keep our house at 57 degrees. I think it reads that because it is beside the cold ass window.
A bit frosty outside, but gorgeous. I hate living in this shit hole. There are some geese above for your viewing. Count them. Can you find 12? I am sure they are pooping because there are geese turds everywhere around here. The dog eats them then shits them then eats his own shit, so it is one big excrement cycle. Did I tell you I saw a coyote yesterday? I did.
Got on my shoes:
Made sure I was wearing my battery operated glow in the dark clothing. That’s why I have sunglasses on in the house.
I ran 4 miles. The cold air burned my lungs. My cardio was in the toilet from doing nothing for 10 days. I focused on keeping my arms under control, and not reaching out. I concentrated on quick turnover and having my feet land under my hips. My pain was minimal. No pain at all in the butt crease!! Some achiness in lower hamstring and glutes, but much, much better. Progress!
I have another appointment with Matt on Tuesday to do active release again on some troubled muscles and trigger points. I am getting there. I believe that the combination of the massage treatment, strength training and gradual modifications to my gait will get my out of this injury cycle and on my way to being a healthier and more well-rounded runner. There is no quick fix; it does not happen overnight. But, it does happen. This is when being stubborn and determined comes in very handy.
If you couldn’t find 12 geese, that’s okay because there are only 11. Hope you didn’t spend too much time on that exercise.
Biggest Loser Impressions (spoiler alert):
- Despite BDD and my thoughts that Ramon might throw the weigh-in to go be with Jessica who has already dumped him for a Pittsburgh Steeler, he did not
- Vinny wears a headband to dinner. Why?
- I’m sure Dolvett is a great cook in real life. But his beef tenderloin looked like seared ahi tuna. I love you Dolvett, but that was gross.
- Bonnie took the crying down a notch this week, but she still needs to go. It would be the biggest upset in the universe of she won the marathon.
- I don’t own and have never been tempted to buy a Biggest Loser cookbook. You?
- Ramon is immature. Mad because people voted off his girlfriend. Are we playing a game or are we a support group for Ramon’s love life? Get a grip.
- Bob’s hair continues to recede. At some point he might want to consider a full head shave. I think that will be next season.
- I like past winner Olivia. A lot. Even if she does have mom hair.
What temperature do you keep your house at? Ours is 62 at night, 69 during the day.
Do you own a BL Cookbook? Any good?
How was your run today? Aches? Pains? Camel toe/moose knuckle in your tights?