Sometimes that’s the only thing you can do.
Blogging around these parts for the past year has been sporadic at best, in case you hadn’t noticed. Between school, my job from hell, and, oh yes, that little ditty called LIFE, my brain was being pulled in so many different directions, it felt like I was coming apart at the seams. Every damn day was becoming a battle, so much so that the brain had nothing left to vomit. In fact, I’m pretty sure it just suffered a major meltdown.
I hope I’m not jinxing myself, but it seems like things have FINALLY somewhat calmed down, at least to a more respectable level of chaos. I had to make some hard decisions to try and reduce the stress level, and they seem to be working for the moment. I was over the whole going to the gym thing – not for any particular reason, just over it. Without really putting much thought into it, the hubs and I started using that Amazon Prime membership to the extreme and began collecting random sets of free weights. Then Pilates balls. Then a weight rack for all those randomly selected weights. Now a weight bench. Lo and behold, before we even really noticed, we’ve now got ourselves a sweet little convenient garage gym, complete with live entertainment.
“Let’s go lady, I ain’t got all day.”
In all honesty, it’s pretty damn awesome to just walk out the hall door and get a good sweat on, even if it is a million degrees and you’re sweating just breathing. But when you look down and see this fuzzy face looking at you like you’re insane, it makes it all worth it.
Even if she does occasionally find it necessary to add a little more unnecessary resistance.
As I start really buckling down for November’s Wine and Dine Half, the cross-training aspect is going to play a major part of the training process this time around. This will be my last Wine and Dine Half, at least for a while, (yes, I AM that whiny one who’s still pissed about all the changes to what was the best race EVER), and I need to be smart about finding the balance between what I hope to accomplish – a 2:00-2:15 half – and nursing the knees along for the first race post #brokeknee surgery x2 (recaps here, here, and here). Every run so far has been somewhat of a mystery as I get used to a new reality of what strange crap I’m going to feel each time out. I’ve been assured by my PT, chiro, and two orthos that I’m not doing any more damage to my knees, so I can do whatever I need to do at whatever pain level I can handle, if any. As opposed to before the surgeries, the pain is now pretty constant, but at such a low level that I barely notice it anymore, unless I move funny and tweak something. I take this as a win when before, the pain would peak and stay there, making any kind of speed next to impossible.
Pain tolerable was what I was shooting for post surgery, and pain tolerable is what I’ve got. #ftw!
And it’s all good.
The balance will come into play big time this training cycle around with cross-training. I need to build up the strength in the muscles surrounding my knees, slowly build up the mileage, and really just listen to what the good ol’ bod is saying. Feeling too beat up today? No problem! Yoga it is. Feeling that LSD run from a couple of days ago? Off to the pool we go. Need some extra muscle cuddle time? Well, looky what we’ve got here!
“Move it woman. These weights ain’t gonna lift themselves.”
She’s a bit of a taskmaster.
The training runs so far have been slow and an exercise in patience, but now I look forward to each one – as opposed to before when I was dreading what would happen around Mile 6. I’ve made some adjustments to my equipment, (hello compression knee sleeves!), and no longer have to wear the dreaded Monster Brace From Hell.
So the name of the game this time around will be “let’see what’s going on today.” Not exactly the model of half marathon training plans, but hey, it works for me. I look forward to every run now, I’m loving life in the land of garage workouts, and I have a new chiro who doesn’t waste her breath telling me I shouldn’t run. Hopefully, the tropic steaminess will start to back off a little, caution and patience will pay off, the knees will cooperate, and the encouragement I’m getting from the hubby and running friends alike will continue. I’ll check in along the way and hopefully have more than a few humorous training escapades to report. Until then my running buddies, may your runs be pain-free, the swampass minimal, and the run-ins with Zika skeeters non-existent.
Enjoy the ride.
Are you currently training for a fall race? Does your training plan include cross-training? Are you angry with the changes to the Wine and Dine Half Marathon weekend?