Monday, August 31, 2009

Today's notes

Today was another day-off. I'm doing my best to focus on recouping these two ankles. As per Dr's orders I've rested, iced, compressed, and elevated. My left foot feels back to it's usual self and my right is still tender.

Rather than focus on not being able to run I've pushed my mind to better thoughts. Like Henry Ford said "Whether you think you can or can''re right!" So...what can I do now?

- swim. My goal is to be in the pool every day the rest of this week. Work on my breathing and take some pressure off my joints.

- figure out the best bike route to RunKid's school. I must do this at night when it's only 90 degrees and without RunKid and SwimKid. The route will be easier to track w/o them and I can add their weight into the picture later when my feet are fit!

- look into a new background for this blog! I love the road but there is no easy way to read on this thing. Perhaps RunMan (aka hubby) can change some of the layout for me!!

- shoes. Face the inevitable. I need new shoes. Research this week. Purchase next week(?).

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Tall Mom on the Run - GIVEAWAY!

I realize this blog of mine is new - and it feels kind of silly for me to post about a giveaway when I've barely posted about myself!'s been between 105-110 degrees every day this week in our lovely city and...well, I'm tired of running in my long pants! Granted I sweat a bit more but I think I'm ready to graduate to shorts :)

So check out Mel's giveaway over at Tall Mom on the Run! And if you enter, mention my name too!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

The Blistery Day

Well, I should have listened to that quietly nagging voice the other night when it said "Don't go running in these shoes!".

"These shoes" of course being the ones I have had for a year now and have racked up about 300 miles on them. I've worn through the backs of the shoes - where my socks rub up against the heel - and so I've been getting blisters. My last few runs have been tough because my body has been overcompensating for blistery feet.

Tonight, when I started my run, I knew better. At the same time I didn't want to not go because, well, because sometimes it's hard to distinguish the voice of self-doubt from the voice of reason. Never quite sure which one is talking to me.

When I hit mile one of my two-miler I knew something was wrong. My strides were short and my body felt heavy. When I turned to head back the other way my ankles couldn't take it. Both went out. Yuck.

I've been trying to keep my head up. And my feet. I wrapped them both up in tape and have stayed off them as much as possible (whatever that looks like with two young kids). Now I just need to figure out where to go from here...besides to get some new shoes!