Really Dumb Injury of the Week

Had my ortho consult a few day ago. Survey says.... DeQuervain's Tendinitis.
She kept using words like "common," "classic" and "textbook." Suits me just fine, would hate to have something wierd and hard to treat.

So my current 'goes with everything' accessory of the moment is this sexy little number...


They sent me for a few weeks of PT (which is cool because I get to see awesome PT Chris again). I'm allowed to run and swim but have to stay off the racing bike for at least a month. I can ride the upright hybrid bike and do modified (i.e. don't use that hand) yoga.

All in all, it's looking like the embarrassment of explaining the injury (it appears the baby's head compressing my wrist when I nurse on that side caused the inflammation) is going to end up being worse than the injury itself. I can live with that.

Starting the Season Right

Right about now I'm feelin' like this...



Cause I'm about to go on the first official run of my official half-marathon training plan in my snazzy new Mizuno Wave Rider 11s!

***Update***

I went, I ran... I sucked. (1 mile in 14:05, and it was hard.)
BUT... my feet felt faaaaahbulous! I heart my new runnin' shoes!!

Old School Motivation

This was supposed to be a post about how cool it was that we took Baby Bear for his first swim and how much he loved it.

Then I saw the pictures.

I mean, I was back at my pre-pregnancy weight within a week of giving birth and that's basically where I've been hanging out. Not good, but way better than it could have been and I've been taking steps to start losing again.

Maternity leave is over. I'm easing back into real life, easing back into work (which is killing me! I've having to try to work late at night after the Nightly Epic Baby Bear Bedtime Battle) and easing back into training.

So, like I said. Babies and pools and pictures and Oh. My. GAWD!! Suddenly I don't care how hungry the breastfeeding makes me, something has to be done, and done N.O.W.

Oh, and I can't help thinking if it's this bad now, how bad was it BEFORE I lost 50+ pounds?!?!

So, I'm going old school Erma Bombeck on my ass. Only instead of a picture of Mama Cass on the refrigerator, I'm putting the baby swim day pictures up as wallpaper.

(Least horrific picture provided in order to keep your screens from melting...)

(If this were a movie you'd be able to see that he'd just discovered how much fun it is to kick his feet and splash water.)

A Day in Da Life of a Runna

Now that I'm an Official Runner I'm finding it's not all PRs and glory! Whoda thunk it?

- Been having suspicious pain on the bottom of my left heel after I run. Makes me limp for a day or more after a workout. Accepted it was probably time for new shoes. (Been avoiding the purchase because in my twisted logic I never really ran in the new ones I bought last year, overlooking the teeny little detail that I did work out in them through a pregnancy.)

- So I go to order new ones... and my beloved 'I finally found a shoe that really works for me' Mizuno Wave Rider 10s have been... (wait for it)... discontinued.

- Actually, that whole discontinued shoe thing makes me REALLY feel like a Real Runner, major hassle notwithstanding (I have to drive 60 miles to the Fleet Feet to get a decent fitting for my goofy size feet).

But on the bright side...

I snuck in a quick naptime treadmill run the other day and got some very encouraging results. I managed to run at a 13:40 pace for 20 minutes, and maintained a HR of 155 the whole time.

That. Is. HAAAAA-YUUUUGGGE!!!

A year ago this week... wait, scratch that, a year ago this week I was peeing on a stick and going "Ho. Ly. SHIT!" Kay. A year and a week ago at that pace my HR would start somewhere in the 160s, shoot out of control no matter how much I slowed down, hang out for a while in the 190s and finally creep over 200 until I decided to stop before I died.

My official Holy Crap I Really Signed Up For a Half-Marathon Training Plan kicks in next week, and even with nearly double the time recommended I wasn't sure I could make it. But this latest workout has got me all kinds of optimistic!

Cause ya know what? A 3 hour half marathon is still a half-marathon!

Too Cool for a Chick Like Me

Remember... oooh, 'bout a year back how I was gushing about how seriously cool PT Chris was, and how she KNOWS Dave Scott and she sees him occasionally when she visits her brother in Colorado?

DUDES. Look what she got for me....


Now I've got something to hang on that blank wall next to my treadmill!!