Missing Running

It’s Sunday morning and it’s been 3 days since I’ve been able to run and I’m actually missing it. I’m not one who really likes to run, I just do it, as the Nike people say. I miss that feeling of accomplishment, like I’ve actually done something for the day, like I mowed the yard, went to Jazzercise and ran 5 miles, no, none of that, I got up, made coffee and washed a load of clothes, just doesn’t sound the same without the “oh yeah, I ran x number of miles too”.

My ankle is very, very purple today, starting from my first toe, not my big piggy, all the way over, back to my heel and then to the inside of my ankle is pretty much gross and purple, and up the outside of my calf about 5 inches too. The swelling is down a little today, I can at least see my ankle bone today. I’m hoping I can do a light run on Tuesday or Wednesday. Keeping my fingers crossed. I’m afraid if I don’t run soon, I’ll get out of the habit and then my running buddies, Kim and Annette are leaving on Friday for Chicago, lucky girls, to run the Chicago Marathon, first one for both of them, I’m very excited for both of them, wish I was going…. So, I must run, I must run, I feel like a slug. I’m even thinking about going bike riding with White Bread, it’s probably been a year since I’ve done that! I need to keep my cardio up somehow.


I really did it this time Thursday

Since Thursday was to be my last night in Seattle I decided to do my run outside, it was about 65 degrees, a little windy and cloudy, but the temperature was great. I asked the concierge at the hotel for a good route as I wanted to run 3 miles or so, he suggested I go up 188th to Military make a left and then go to 176th make another left then up to International make yet another left back to the hotel, about 4 miles. I guess he suggests this same route to all the runners who ask and I wonder if anyone points out the first half mile is straight uphill, anyway, not the point of the story. The first mile is good, after I get up that monster hill, and thank goodness there is a gas station right at my turn off on Military, my stomach again, turn on military, and oh boy another big hill, up the hill I go and at the top there is a pretty fantastic view, okay push on. Oh no, look a bridge, no sidewalk, horrible traffic, it’s about 6:15pm, I’m zig zagging across the bridge, then there is all this construction on the sidewalk, there’s like a few feet of concrete then ruts, concrete, ruts, I can’t run on the street because of the traffic so I’m stuck to the construction zone, this is not good, I’m trying to watch the ruts, gravel, sidewalk, traffic, I see a little break at a school entrance and when I come down off the curb I roll my ankle, it pops so loud I can hear it over the traffic. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! I hobble over to a retaining wall where I can immediately see it start to swell, at least I’m not about to pass out, I almost passed out the last time this happened. As luck would have it, I brought my cell phone with me, this is the first time I have ever brought my cell phone with me on a run. I wore some shorts that had a zipper in the back and my phone just fit so I thought “Hmmm, strange surroundings, what if I was kidnapped, no one would know I had this phone hidden in this handy pocket on the back of my shorts”, funny the things that go through your mind. Okay, side tracked for a moment.

So, I called the hotel, and finally got through to someone who actually understood what I was saying and told them my situation, they wanted to send Medics, but I just begged them to please come get me, I was 1.5 miles from the hotel (according to my handy dandy Garmin) by this time my ankle had grown a golf ball, the wind had picked up, I was freezing and almost in tears, the pain wasn’t bad, I was just upset, I knew my training was going to be on hold for at least a week, and I wasn’t sure that it was just a sprain. I know that doesn’t sound like very long, but just like right now I’m supposed to be out on my 7 mile run, actually I would probably be through with my run, sitting at Starbucks having a Grande Lite Mocha Frappuccino.

The Doubletree bus, and I mean bus, arrived what seemed like 30 minutes later, but it was probably half that, the manager of the hotel was on the bus and we were on our way back to the hotel, he kept asking if I needed medical attention, they stopped by the front desk and picked up the Security guard who had a big ice pack, and then they drove me to my room. You may be asking yourself why they would drive me to my room, this Doubletree is the largest one in the world, 850 rooms, can you believe that, I had no idea, I do know it took me almost 4 minutes to walk from my room to the lobby. Anyway, they walked me to my room, got me some extra bottled water and made sure I was set for the night. I cranked up the heat, propped my foot up with the ice pack, took some ibuprofen and ordered room service, which made me sick to my stomach. It was a Thursday I would like to forget.

Today is Saturday and I would like to forget Friday too, my 4 hour flight from Seattle to Dallas was miserable, it was a full flight, I had an aisle seat, but it was very hard trying to keep my ankle propped up. I bought a couple of ice packs from the drugstore to try and keep the swelling down, I had to strap them on my ankle with self sticking ace bandage type tape. That worked pretty good, but it was just not a good situation. I’m glad I’m home, the ankle is not near as swollen this morning as it was last night, I can’t see my ankle bone (technical term), but I’m walking around without much of a limp at all. I may go to Jazzercise this morning for Body Sculpting since I can’t do any running 😦 poor pitiful me.

Dreaded Dreadmill

I hate the treadmill and since I’m in Seattle working and have to be at the office at 8am I decided I would get up at 5am and run outside by myself for 3 miles, well, when I got up it was about 48 degrees, foggy and very dark and I’m a chicken. So off to the newly renovated exercise facility at the Doubletree, it was actually much better than 95% of most places I’ve been. By the way, this all happened yesterday. They had new Precor machines with TVs integrated into each machine, if you brought your headphones you could even listen (which i didn’t). Apparently the room looks out over a lake, which I couldn’t see because it was dark thirty. The room was cool with of course all guys and their gym shorts and wrinkled cotton tees, here I come with my technical matching top and Adidas shorts and my Garmin strapped to my wrist, water bottle in hand. I ran on the dreaded dreadmill in peace wishing I was outside the entire time, but so glad I wasn’t out there in the dark by myself.

What the Funk?

What the hell, people, airplanes, do us all a favor, wash. Please. The airplane I was on today smelled as bad as any port-a-potty I’ve been in, what the hell is up with that? I mean early in the flight, it was a 4 hour flight and within the first hour that thing was wreaking!! Do they not empty those things out?? And then I get to the office in Seattle and this girl wreaks too, I mean sorta of like she had been living in a port-a-potty. Poor thing, can she smell that? Oh and lets not forget the rental car, I guess they don’t clean those either, nasty seats, floors and what’s that scent they spray in those cars anyway, gas station restroom scent? My nose is full.

Tuesday Travels

I’m in the D concourse of the DFW airport, wow, how exciting, I’m so not looking forward to this 4 hour flight to Seattle. I didn’t get to bed early last night and I woke up about 3:30am, 40 minutes early. Nothing exciting happened at the Little rock airport, same boring place as always. Now the DFW airport, I like the D terminal, this is the same terminal that Annette, Kim and myself were in last year when we were headed to Palm Springs to a Jazzercise convention, woohoo, we had a blast! Anyway, wish me luck on my long, boring flight, I have some snacks, a book and a diet Lipton Green Tea to keep me company along with my iPod shuffle if there are any crying babies or boring men. Time to board.

Tuesday Run

Well, we did get to run on Tuesday, I met Annette at 6pm at the community center and we started a new loop, we just kept running and made a loop which Thank God came back to the community center about 2.5 miles into our run, I was about to poop my britches, I don’t know why this always happens, my insides are rebelling against me once again. Once I finished my business we completed our 3 miles. I think Annette got an extra half mile in while I was inside. I think our average pace was around 10:40, it was so humid the sweat was dripping off my elbows, but the temperature was only about 78 degrees.

Will I get a run in today or not?

The rain has started and I’m not sure if I will get my run in today or not, I need to run 3 miles today for sure since I’ll be in transit to Seattle most of the day tomorrow and I’ll be pooped tomorrow evening. Annette and I planned on meeting at 6pm at the Community Center for the boring loop we made up last time we ran there, it’s our halfway point when we can’t decide where else to run. We normally run early mornings, but we were sick of getting up early, but I guess with the rain we should have gone ahead, hell I was up anyway. It may clear off yet, I will feel like dog crap if I can’t run until Wednesday and then I will have a lot of catch up to do, I hate that. Not that I can’t run, but that I have to catch up, since I’ve started the LR marathon training schedule, I MUST DO WHAT THEY TELL ME, can’t miss any miles. Obsessive.