Back In The Saddle..Literally

I had my follow up for my stress fracture on the tibia and calf strain on Tuesday. I was cleared to begin cycling, and elliptical next week if the cycling feels good. He told me I can add resistance/hills slowly in this week as tolerated. Still, no running till Christmas. I went to spin class today, and my fitness level has taken a nose dive. I tried some of the climbs, and felt pain instantly in my calf so I released the tension. I am trying this thing now where I am listening and most importantly paying attention to the pain. I also do not know what happened while I have been gone from spinning class. We have a new instructor, who does not get on the bike, and that just blows my mind a bit. There is also a full class now, and they are a bunch of Chatty Cathys. They almost forget to pedal while they are talking, and the instructor is right there with them, and even turns down the music to continue to converse. I don't know what the flip that is all about! Nonetheless, I still got a good workout. That is the great thing about spin class is that you can push yourself as hard as you like. You want to burn more, pedal harder. You want to burn the quads, add more resistance. My mind kept playing tricks on me telling me to get off the bike and give up, and yes I am singing that song when I typed my mind is playing tricks on me. I burned 500 calories, and threw up a little after class. It is gonna take a while and a whole lot of determination to build back up, but I am determined. I want that 1/2 in May more than I have ever set my mind to accomplish anything before. I don't think that makes sense, but remember people elementary here. Rounded out the morning with a mani & pedi...Ahh, I feel like a woman again.

On another note, Dancing With The Stars delivered the winner I wanted since the freestyle where all the dancers fell short to Helio's fun filled performance. Timmy, you are so right on the wind up on doll Marie. I thought for sure she would give us something. Total disappointment, not that she ever impressed me too much. I have 2 episodes of Project Runway to watch. How is the season thus far?

Random thought of the day: Why does the lady at the nail shop get a little perturbed when she tells me to pick a color, and I respond by saying I brought my own.

'Elementary, my dear Watson'

Thanks, Margo for the site that affirms what I always knew about my blog. LOL!

The scale scared me straight this evening! Back on the wagon tomorrow. I have my follow up with the Dr. on Tuesday, and keeping my fingers crossed for some cycling, and maybe elliptical.

Random thought of the day: How come it takes me almost a month to lose 8 pounds, but yet they can pack back on after a few days of pigging out?

There Is Always Next Year

Not much to report here. The race I had been looking forward to for 6 weeks is here tomorrow. It would have been a step up for me, a 5miler. My son, is still doing the 1 mile race, and my family is doing the 3 mile walk. I will be there to cheer them on! It was my idea that we all got out there and did something active Thanksgiving morning. Well, there will always be more right....

I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving & best of luck to those of you with Turkey Trots!

5 More You Did NOT Wanna Know

How sad, I tagged myself from Jess's blog. Than, Margo was going to tag me, and I beat her to it. So, so sad... Well, and now I was tagged 4 realz by P.O.M.

So, I thought I would do 5 facts with visual aids.

THA RULZ:

• link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog




• share 5 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird




• tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs




• let them know they are TAGGED by leaving a comment on their blog

1. I love going to baseball games, since I could remember.





2. I rolled with a big entourage as a kid.







3. I loved & still love Madonna.
   
4. I had an afro as a child, and for some reason I liked to run around commando.
   
   



5. I was in a beauty pageant, and while others showed their talent of playing the piano and violin. I chose to dance and lip sync to "Lucky Star". Mom & Dad must have been proud.

   

   
   
   
   

   I'M TAGGING

Christy

Maria

Vanilla

Amy

Delane

Random thought of the day: Why do people remove their car emblems off their car. If have a Kia and you remove the Kia emblem, and put Lexus tail lights. I still know it is a Kia. Ride it proudly!

Ankle Air Alphabet?!?

Today is the kind of gorgeous day that running should be done!

Eh, this leg is really starting to get on my bad side. I had Physical Therapy yesterday, and left with my leg feeling worse than it did when I got there. I did receive some great massages, than we did a few calf strengthening exercises, I hope they work. I have been doing the exercises myself, twice a day as I was told, followed with ice. By the way, why do I always get a chic therapist. The hottie PT guy had a line of cougars waiting for him to rub them. I hope this PT thing works. I have this fear that I will be fine in six weeks only to relapse a few weeks down the line. Planning on some pool running this weekend, and I may be able to do some cycling after Thanksgiving. I am so ready for it!

Did anyone catch "Grey's Anatomy" this week? That show is getting a little off from where it once was. I may just be grumpy lately, cause Meridith is working my last nerve.

Random thought of the day: Will I ever outgrow watching music videos or MTV reality shows.

Random Nothings

I had a rest day lined up for today since I had a hair appointment at gym time. Also, my arms are killing me since it is the only thing I can work out. I thought I would show off the hair freshly colored and cut. It took three pics to get one worth posting. Here are all three...

I thought I would do the 5 random things about myself as seen at Jess's blog & Marcy's blog. Great blogs!!

1. I have to make the bed's daily. Even if I am about to sleep in them.

2. I misspell everything, and much to my embarrassment my grammar is at a fourth grade level. I write like I speak, which consists of plenty of run on sentences, and fragments when I am mad.

3. I brush my teeth in the shower.

4. I get sleepy everyday at 3PM no matter what I am in to.

5. I love high heels with the pointy toes, and that show toe cleavage.

The whole random thing has sparked a thing I can do for my blog daily. Since, I am so mundane compared to those awesome blogs out there. I will do a random thought of the day. Not totally orginal since P.O.M. does a song of the day, which is so signature.

Random thought of the day: When I go to Starbucks and order my tall non fat iced coffee with two Splenda, I always get the feeling that they give me whole milk.

Swimming..Huh?

The Doc told me to cross train with swimming for the next three weeks. I have never been a swimmer. Every time, I am in the pool I am floating around with a fruity drink in hand. I went and got a bathing suit first. The one I had from last year, was a bit big and the girls kept coming out. I went out to a swim shop and wobbled over to the clearance section. I found three that looked cute. Went to the dressing, and sure they were super cute, hanging on the hanger back on the rack. Who the hell do they make these things for? SWIMMERS, I am guessing. I tried three on and one, yes just one fit. My back fat and boobs were all squeezed into a scary uni boob, but it fit without having to go to the plus size suits, which tripled in price. So, it was a scary moment and a great moment. I am outta the plus size category, and that has not happened to me in years!

I grabbed my suit, my son's goggles, a swim cap that I found in a closet, which I am still scratching my head thinking where it came from, a towel, and off to the gym. I have no idea how your supposed to swim form wise and exercise wise. Do you swim till you tire out and can't swim anymore?? Do you swim hard, recover and start back up again?? I started with the breast stroke, since it is the only thing I know how to do besides floating. I am really good at floating especially with the uni boob acting as the ultimate floating device. I swam for 21 minutes till my arms felt like they were going to fall off, and to tell the truth my lungs were struggling. My arms are super sore since yesterdays upper body ST session, and now they are just numb. I am a sicko cause I love that feeling. I like to feel the pain for a day. It reminds me that my work outs are doing just that working. I need to find out if I can wear my HRM whilst swimming to see if I am actually burning calories.

If there are any swimmers out there please feel free to throw a non swimmer some tips or advice anything, just don't throw my a life preserver. I got that one covered ;-)

Advil Addict Comes Clean

Calf sprain with a good ol' fashioned stress fracture. That is my diagnosis. I know it is partly my fault when my leg was really bothering me the whole month of October, I continued to push it. I would just cut my running down to two to three times a week and increase the cross training. I would ice it, massage it, and stretch it. I felt like I was just getting this running thing right where I wanted it. So, I would pop Ibuprofen before I would go out for a run, after, and all times in between. Rita, will tell you that when she gave me 800mg Ibu pills it was like crack, I got all tingly on the inside. I just had to have it, where is the milk so I can pop this bad boy and have some relief. Nobody believes me, but becoming this Ibuprofen connoisseur of sorts I will let you in on my hypothesis. The 800mg Ibu dissolves in one big boom, not the same as four 200mg tablets.

A couple of weeks ago I came to the realization that running should not be all this pill popping, Ben Gay, elevation, ice, rinse & repeat ordeal. There has to be good days with a few rough ones, but all of mine got rougher and intolerable. I had this conversation with my gimp leg, please just hold out till the 5 miler on Thanksgiving, and I will take a solid month off let you regroup, and than we can start training for the Cleveland 1/2 in May. Deal?? No deal!! On the weekend of RWTS 5K and Tour de Donut, my leg let me know who is running this show.

So, here I am now with this knee high sexy boot, oh and the ever so hawt crutches that just remind me how uncoordinated I truly am. I spent all last week sitting around with my leg up, and coordinated just enough to make it to the fridge, and pantry several times a day.

I made up my mind while devouring my Dad's infamous lasagna that I could get through this by stuffing my sadness into whopping weight gain, and be back where I was 5 months ago or get back on the WeWa wagon after a week of craziness.

Today, I was back to journaling everything I put in my pie hole, which consisted of fruits, soup and things that will make me stronger, and most importantly make my scale move in the correct direction, DOWN. I also went to the gym, did upper body strength training and core work. If anybody has some good ab workouts, shoot em' my way. I thought I kicked my abs ass, if that makes any sense, but they are not sore. I want that muscle that is way under the fat, feel my wrath!

I will not take this injury with my leg up, getting fatter. I will do everything I can to come out of this stronger, Advil free, and lesson learned.

Tour De Donut 28 Mile Ride Report

Here is the ride report I have been slacking off on posting. I think it is just cause I am a little down about being sidelined for a while, but I digress that will follow on another post. After my 5K on Saturday I came home and washed my bike so it would be all pretty for the ride. Goofball I know! Loaded it up and made sure I had all the supplies I needed, and headed out to some friends house in Katy. They spoiled me so much with a great dinner and awesome margaritas. Ahh, is this not the way all events should be preluded? We hung out, watched a DVD, followed by spectating a game of Halo 3. I can see where I could enjoy that game. Note to self: never buy a XBox unless I want to sit on the couch forever! We than set three alarms with the time change thing going on we did not know if any of them would go off, and out of three alarms one woke me up. We all headed out to the ride site. It was so awesome of them to get up early with me and support me. Thanks you guys, love you bunches!! I unloaded my bike, went to go grab my shirt at packet pick up since they did not have them available at early pick up, annoying. The line went out the door after being there twenty minutes, I picked up my chip and headed back out to the car to find my friends and grab my gear. Here is where the problem came, it was eight minutes till start time and when I looked out it was a sea of bikes, cyclists, and cars with bike racks. Everything and everyone looked like the next. I walked around, rode around, screamed out in a panic, and finally I saw Ana. I ran to her in my cycling shoes (which means on my heals) like a lost three year old who just found her Mom after being misplaced for a bit. I threw everything in the car pinned my number and headed to start line. I was wondering how that worked out, if we all got sent out like a pack of wolves in search of prey or they spaced us out. I was glad to know they spaced us out in groups, so my being five minutes late to the start line made no difference since I would just wait for another ten minutes to ride off. While waiting they kept telling us to put left foot down on the starting mats to pick up the chip. Great, I always unclip right foot first like a habit to prohibit me from those fun falling off the bike while barely moving events. So, as I am lined up back there I tried unclipping left first. Yea, bad idea totally fell over! Huge nasty bruises all over my left leg and instantly sore. *Tip: If you wanna part a sea of cyclist, fall off your bike before the race starts and they will avoid you like the plague the rest of the ride. Finally, I was off and the first 5 miles were pure torture. There were kiddos almost falling in ditches. There was unpredictable riders who did not say the good ol' polite on your left so you could move over or how about a shout out of debris when there is a dead fucking pig on the shoulder!! Nothing, It took five miles to weave in and out of other cyclist and find a happy riding place. I was feeling good miles 5-10. .

The course was really flat, and kinda scenic if you like flat hay filled land. We had the first pit stop at mile 10 and there were so many people I spent fifteen minutes waiting to get in a port a potty, but devoured a donut while I waited. After all, five minutes off my chip time for every one I ate. I should have eaten 3 to knock off my bathroom break but oh well, I am trying to lose weight here. I was back on the bike with a smooth comfortable ride till the next stop at mile 20. I got off there grabbed some oranges, walked it out and I was back out. I went all this past week without jumping on my bike or mixing in a spin class, but I was sick so whatevas! I was paying for it now though, I could not feel my booty! I got back on the bike sipped some Gatorade, and kept looking at my cycle computer as I felt every mile from there on out in my left leg. At mile 23 I had to cross over I-10 with a nice steep overpass, oh, and don't forget a huge 18 wheeler on my ass with no shoulder for me to get in to. My nerves were shot, and I am telling myself BPMS150 not in my cards maybe ever. Once I was on the side shoulder I pedaled my heart out hitting 21mph on the flat road trying to get back to the finish line as soon as I could. Soon, after that I was crossing that finish line with a huge smile cause I could not get off the bike fast enough! Cycling is definitely my cross training tool, but I will do it again cause the competitor in me has to beat this two hour time.

Run With The Saints 5K Report

I had Run With The Saints 5K this past Saturday. It was the race our Power In Motion running group was doing as our little graduation 5K. I had to get up quite early since it was on the west side of town, but I was feeling pretty good considering the fact that I was sick as shit all week, oh except that my gimp leg was bugging out. The race was a small event, not chip timed just good ol' fashioned stop watch and bib tear offs. It was a very relaxed atmosphere, just peeps running for a good cause and fun. It went through a nice neighborhood off of Eldridge, birds chirping and all. We had a huge turn out from our PIM group. Here is the group pic that took a good five minutes to gather us all up! I am in the front right hand corner in the bluish, greenish tank and hat.

I had told Coach Trish this past week that I wanted to break that 39 minute 5K that I had been getting pretty comfortable in. She told me we can do it no problem, and promised to pace me for this race. I enjoy running with her so much we have great conversation,and even when we are not chatting she keeps me going. It seemed like every 1/4 mile we ran I was feeling worst, and she knew it. You think it could be cause I kept saying I feel like shit, Trish! She kept reminding me I can do this. At around mile 2 we passed up my car, she made me look at the big pretty houses to keep me from jumping in that bad boy, and getting the hell outta there! The last 1/4 mile I gave it all I had left, which was hardly nothing at all. When I crossed the finish line I had goose bumps, and not feeling well at all. Trish, gave me her water bottle and took me over to the food were I ate a couple orange wedges and more water. A few minutes later I felt back to normal. It is amazing how I pushed my body to perform better and it let me know right after. It is a good feeling to make your body give you all it has. Now that I actually move my ass, I realise what a fascinating piece of equipment the human body is. I shaved two minutes off my last 5K. It was so great to hang out with the group afterwards and discuss future running goals, and what a fun journey we have had. The homies are pictured below, Trish and I are on the left.

Halloween Running & Ramblings

We did our 3 mile Indian run yesterday with the group. That was really fun! The back of the line runner would sprint up, ask a question as they passed other runners, and what do you know..we were half way done before I even noticed. Many of us came in the Halloween spirit with costume. I was an angel, and I have to tell you those wings had magical powers because I had a pretty good pace going on at times. Coach Trish was a cute kitty, with jingling mice attached, Coach Jack came as Hef, and some other Coaches came as bunnies. It was cute, but by far Sara & Brenda took the cake as Dog The Bounty Hunter, and voluptuous wifey. Holy shit, every time she ran past me in the line I would just crack up!! We had a lot of honkers, hoots and hollers! To say the least it was an easy fun 3. I am really gonna miss this group when it ends next week. We will still meet informally for those who would like to come out. The Monday ladies will still be meeting so I will have to join them a few times.

Here are some pics from yesterday

& My not so Little Red Riding Hood costume with my mini me wolf!

I am relapsing with my cold again. I was feeling so much better yesterday, but this morning woke up with the throat pain and aches. I have a 5K on Saturday with the running group that I plan on breaking my 5K 39 minute curse. We will see now that I still feel like crap, and not to mention a 28 mile ride on Sunday. I will play that one by how I feel that morning.

TX Runner Girl, Jill & Anna, thank you so much for your support. I have officially set a goal for the Cleveland Half Marathon in May. I want to take a little extra time to train for it since I am a klutz, (knock on wood) and since my gimp leg is acting out again I will need the time. The Seabrook Marathon & Relay in March sounds like a fun relay. Totally gotta get a team together.


Shane, has been emailing me while in Africa, with a race goal for himself. He wants to aim for the Chevron Jingle Bell Run. I am so excited for him to find a hobby. His hobby always seems to be too much work, being a fabulous Dad, and a caring supportive Husband. So I am excited that he can do something for himself, he deserves it!