I Guess My Wrist Was Lonely

Cause my left foot joined the pain party, and my right one is trying to schmooze its way past the bouncers.


Luckily I've got PT Chris on my side, and while I was in for my wrist session she gave me some orthotics for my running shoes that are already making a difference just walking around in them (she's making me wear them all day for the time being).

In other news...

Since I'm trying to rest my ouchy foot I left Baby Bear with Grandma and went for my first real swim in 6 months. It wasn't pretty, but I survived. I just decided to swim easy for as long as I could. I stopped around 33 minutes with plenty of gas left in the tank. (We won't talk about the fact that the pace worked out to roughly 3:30/100 yds. Let's just focus on the fact that I swam successfully today, in spite of a wrist injury that hurt with every stroke.)

Basically, today was about finding out if I can make it through the swim leg of my race in (OMFG what have I done?!) 8 weeks (my worst time in this race's swim is 27 min), however ungracefully, and I'm satisfied I can.

And speaking of that race... today I got an email from a girlfriend asking if I'd be interested in doing it because she's volunteering there! We've only recently gotten to know each other, so she had no idea she was talking about my favorite race. We're SO. EXCITED! She's got a thyroid problem too and is also struggling to get it (and her weight) under control, so we have tons in common. (She's also afraid of open water, just like me.) She's eager to tackle the course herself next year, and I'm thrilled to be the one to take her through it.

April 15

At least we've got this going for us...

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.)