Went to the Dr. Friday night after I fell down the stairs and sure enough my toe is broken. When I think about a toe being broken I think get some tape, wrap it to another toe, take some Motrin and move on with your life. Apparently when you break your big toe that is not the case. I am not aloud to put any weight on the toe, I have to wear a splint that goes all the way to the calf, take pain killers and anti inflammatory, walk using crutches and take a trip to a specialist who may decide to actually cast me. Who would have thought one broken toe could be such a hassle. I asked the Dr. how long it would take before I could get out and hit the pavement again and I was told that was going to be up to the specialist. hhhmmm
You know last week on Wed. I went in to the Dr. for a physical at which time the Dr. gave me a prescription for PT on my arm/shoulder. So with a bum shoulder and a bum leg how in the world am I supposed to get any exercise in? I know push ups to not hurt my arm and it would not hurt my toe if I did the modified ones and of course sit ups/crunches would not hurt the arm or toe... but what else can I do? I wonder if I could ride a bike? Between my arm, toe, and the fact that this week I had pink eye.... I have more issues then National Geographic :(
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Friday, July 29, 2011
Warrior Dash
This is the week the week I have been waiting for, for the last 5 months. MI Warrior Dash week is finally here! The excitement is supposed to be brewing and plans for what crazy outfit to wear is supposed to be in place. Only this is not the case for me. This long anticipated race has brought me nothing but doubt and disappointment this week.
A month or so ago my son Cooper asked us if he could apply for a scholarship to go to church camp. I said yes, he did his project, won the scholarship and then we find out that the first day of camp is the same day as the Warrior Dash. Struggling to figure out how on earth we could do both I got lucky when a friend offered to go to the race and watch Cooper there so that way we could just leave from the race to go to camp. Excitement grew as I think to myself that I have this all figured out. Sure Ryan and I would be dropping Coop off looking like mud monkeys but as long as Coop was ok with it then we were too.
I spent the last few months with some nasty shoulder/arm pain. The Dr. said it was a bicep tendon issue, gave me some anti inflammatory and sent me on my way. I laid off of any weight lifting for well over a month and the arm started to feel much better. Feeling positive I started using the arm more and more but I started getting pain back. This past 4th of July is when I think I finally realized something a whole lot more serious was going on. The family was getting ready to go up north on vacation for the holiday and so I decided to wash the floor and the windows. Less then 24 hrs later my arm was in a lot of pain again. This pain was so intense that it lasted days even with Motrin. It was so bad that I had trouble sleeping. As soon as I got home I called the Dr. and made another apt. That apt was this past Wed. Concerned about the shoulder the Dr gave me a prescription for PT and told me there was no way that I should be doing the Warrior Dash on Sunday. Feeling torn I called my physical therapist and asked her what she thought and she made it very clear that it would not be in my best interest to participate in the race. Still torn I asked my running moms group... same response. Do not do it! Stay home, go to PT, get better and then do it next yr.
Sounds like a no brainer right? Not so much. For some reason I am having a very hard time backing out of this race. The thought of just not showing up to a race... "sigh" makes me feel like a failure. Plus I have been dying to get down and dirty for so many months now. Of course there is the 90 bucks I spent for both Ryan and I to register that I would have to eat too and come on I worked it all out so that we could get Coop to camp on time.
Since Wed. I have gone back and forth with my decision to go or to just stay home and hang out with my little buddy before he heads to camp. My mind kept changing from one min. to the next. I even had some trouble sleeping because I could not stop thinking about it. Totally stupid I know. The last 24 hrs I was leaning toward not going but still wanted to hold out on saying it out loud... just in case I changed my mind again. Then this morning as I was about to walk down the stairs my right big toe some how got caught on my pant leg sending me tumbling down the stairs. It has been a couple of hrs since my fall and I think my big toe is broken. I can not put any pressure on it, not even to walk. I am taking this as a sign that going to the Warrior Dash is not supposed to happen for me this yr. So hear I am saying it out loud, I am sadly backing out of the Warrior Dash this yr. I am disappointed sure but a little relieved that Sunday morning when my son wakes up I will have every second, until we leave him at camp, to spend with him.
As far as my stupid toe goes... tonight Ryan and I are supposed to have date night to celebrate 13 yrs of being married... nothing says romance better then the ER!
A month or so ago my son Cooper asked us if he could apply for a scholarship to go to church camp. I said yes, he did his project, won the scholarship and then we find out that the first day of camp is the same day as the Warrior Dash. Struggling to figure out how on earth we could do both I got lucky when a friend offered to go to the race and watch Cooper there so that way we could just leave from the race to go to camp. Excitement grew as I think to myself that I have this all figured out. Sure Ryan and I would be dropping Coop off looking like mud monkeys but as long as Coop was ok with it then we were too.
I spent the last few months with some nasty shoulder/arm pain. The Dr. said it was a bicep tendon issue, gave me some anti inflammatory and sent me on my way. I laid off of any weight lifting for well over a month and the arm started to feel much better. Feeling positive I started using the arm more and more but I started getting pain back. This past 4th of July is when I think I finally realized something a whole lot more serious was going on. The family was getting ready to go up north on vacation for the holiday and so I decided to wash the floor and the windows. Less then 24 hrs later my arm was in a lot of pain again. This pain was so intense that it lasted days even with Motrin. It was so bad that I had trouble sleeping. As soon as I got home I called the Dr. and made another apt. That apt was this past Wed. Concerned about the shoulder the Dr gave me a prescription for PT and told me there was no way that I should be doing the Warrior Dash on Sunday. Feeling torn I called my physical therapist and asked her what she thought and she made it very clear that it would not be in my best interest to participate in the race. Still torn I asked my running moms group... same response. Do not do it! Stay home, go to PT, get better and then do it next yr.
Sounds like a no brainer right? Not so much. For some reason I am having a very hard time backing out of this race. The thought of just not showing up to a race... "sigh" makes me feel like a failure. Plus I have been dying to get down and dirty for so many months now. Of course there is the 90 bucks I spent for both Ryan and I to register that I would have to eat too and come on I worked it all out so that we could get Coop to camp on time.
Since Wed. I have gone back and forth with my decision to go or to just stay home and hang out with my little buddy before he heads to camp. My mind kept changing from one min. to the next. I even had some trouble sleeping because I could not stop thinking about it. Totally stupid I know. The last 24 hrs I was leaning toward not going but still wanted to hold out on saying it out loud... just in case I changed my mind again. Then this morning as I was about to walk down the stairs my right big toe some how got caught on my pant leg sending me tumbling down the stairs. It has been a couple of hrs since my fall and I think my big toe is broken. I can not put any pressure on it, not even to walk. I am taking this as a sign that going to the Warrior Dash is not supposed to happen for me this yr. So hear I am saying it out loud, I am sadly backing out of the Warrior Dash this yr. I am disappointed sure but a little relieved that Sunday morning when my son wakes up I will have every second, until we leave him at camp, to spend with him.
As far as my stupid toe goes... tonight Ryan and I are supposed to have date night to celebrate 13 yrs of being married... nothing says romance better then the ER!
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
I'M BAAACK
Wow it has been such a long time since I have gotten a chance to post anything. I never even got to tell you about national running day that happen over a month ago, (it was awesome by the way) or the fact that I have now been running for over a yr which happen just a few weeks ago. So much to write and post about and yet I just could not make it happen. Where have I been you ask?
It all started about two months ago when I got a dreaded message on my computer that the hard drive was about to have imminent failure and that we needed to back up the computer. So back up the computer we did. Not that there was much to back up since the computer was less then 6 months old. We got this hard drive message a few times before the computer just shut its self down and stopped working. The whole process of getting the darn thing fixed took a lot longer then I had wanted or anticipated but here I am about a month later finally blogging. The computer was not the only issue in our house we had a series of unfortunate mishaps going on as well. Things that might have been funny to blog about but at the time, just pissed me off. Like the ceiling leaking, the light fixture coming crashing down in the family room, the air conditioning not working (even though it is not even a yr old) and the guy coming to fix it over and over and over again. (boy I hope it is fixed for good now... it is HOT out there) Then we got hit by the dreaded strep throat, the damn thing took over my house hitting everyone in its path except for Owen my 6 yr old. Fortunately for most of the family a couple days on antibiotics did the trick, but not me, the antibiotics did not work for me and unfortunately I did not realize they were not working until I had waisted 48 hrs on them before getting a new prescription. Days with temps 103. and higher left me doing little of nothing and the last thing on my mind was running, exercising or blogging. Don't get me wrong though there was a vacation up north somewhere in the middle of all this madness and that was fun.
With everything going on I took about 3 weeks off of running. The results of that... not good! I got out the other night with my boys and we did make it 1.8 miles but it was tough, a lot harder then I felt it should have been. My plan is to ease back into it, tonight my goal is anything over 2 miles (which might be tricky in this heat) we will see how it goes but in the mean time... I'M BAAACK!
It all started about two months ago when I got a dreaded message on my computer that the hard drive was about to have imminent failure and that we needed to back up the computer. So back up the computer we did. Not that there was much to back up since the computer was less then 6 months old. We got this hard drive message a few times before the computer just shut its self down and stopped working. The whole process of getting the darn thing fixed took a lot longer then I had wanted or anticipated but here I am about a month later finally blogging. The computer was not the only issue in our house we had a series of unfortunate mishaps going on as well. Things that might have been funny to blog about but at the time, just pissed me off. Like the ceiling leaking, the light fixture coming crashing down in the family room, the air conditioning not working (even though it is not even a yr old) and the guy coming to fix it over and over and over again. (boy I hope it is fixed for good now... it is HOT out there) Then we got hit by the dreaded strep throat, the damn thing took over my house hitting everyone in its path except for Owen my 6 yr old. Fortunately for most of the family a couple days on antibiotics did the trick, but not me, the antibiotics did not work for me and unfortunately I did not realize they were not working until I had waisted 48 hrs on them before getting a new prescription. Days with temps 103. and higher left me doing little of nothing and the last thing on my mind was running, exercising or blogging. Don't get me wrong though there was a vacation up north somewhere in the middle of all this madness and that was fun.
With everything going on I took about 3 weeks off of running. The results of that... not good! I got out the other night with my boys and we did make it 1.8 miles but it was tough, a lot harder then I felt it should have been. My plan is to ease back into it, tonight my goal is anything over 2 miles (which might be tricky in this heat) we will see how it goes but in the mean time... I'M BAAACK!
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