Ugh. 2017 (and late 2016) has been pretty sucky on many levels, for many people. Today I'm wallowing in the total suckage that has sucked my fitness from Pretty-Solid-for-My-Age to Basically-A-Couch-Potato. I think I've been less motivated to write for the blog because there's not a lot of fun stuff to blog about. Unfortunately, while there's a comeback lurking somewhere around a corner, you loyal readers might forget who I am if I wait for the comeback before writing again. Let's start at the beginning of the suckage.
August 2016: Officially bailed on my plans to do the McKenzie Trail Ultra I had registered for and lotteried into. Training was taking way too much time away from family on the weekends, and I wanted to have some fun with the rest of my summer! Proceeded to slack off even from my normal 20-ish miles per week, took two separate week-long trips, and generally enjoyed myself.
September 2016: Had a blast doing the Gorgeous Relay, which ended up being a 23-mile day for me (over the course of four relay legs). It was fun but kicked my ass, and I definitely spiked my mileage too aggressively in the two weeks leading up to it.
October 2016: My left foot hurt every time I ran, which was only 3 or 4 times before realizing something was definitely wrong. Visited a clinic on a lunch break, and they said not to run for a couple of weeks and it would probably go away.
November 2016: It didn't go away. After two more excruciating weeks of hobbling around, an x-ray showed a stress fracture in the third metatarsal in my left foot. Classic overuse/running injury, likely caused by that super-fun 23-mile day in September. Got to give all my left shoes a break and rock a walking boot for 6-8 weeks.
December 2016: Started physical therapy, which was also a bit of non-physical therapy, given that my poor PT had to put up with my nagging about when I could start running, alternating with my worrying aloud that I had a little pain and maybe we were pushing too hard and oh my god what if I never run again?!
January - February 2017: Kept up the physical therapy while performing in a show and digging out from under mountains of snow, and I even got to run on the Alter-G, this amazing machine that encapsulates your lower half into a bubble of air that somehow allows you to run with just a percentage of your body weight. We started at 70% and worked our way up to 95%. I was ready to run again!
March 2017: I was all ready to do my first run on the roads (10 minutes!) when I came down with strep throat. Like a 10-year-old. So I waited. A week of antibiotics later, and I headed out for a .75 mile slow run around the neighborhood. It felt great! Except that an hour later, my back had completely seized up--turns out that being in a walking boot for 2 months messes with your alignment--and I was out of commission for several more days. I waited AGAIN. The triumphant return to running would have to wait until the last week of March, when I would finally have the time and the health to try again. I even mapped out an optimistic little training plan to make sure I would be ready for the annual Mt. St. Helens climb on Mother's Day weekend.
The little cold I developed over the weekend turned into pneumonia. PNEUMONIA, people. I'm really an optimist most of the time but JEEZ. Can a lady get a break? I'm really getting tired of the couch potato life.
So that's what's going on with me. The pneumonia diagnosis came through just two days ago. The comeback has to wait until I'm done with this round of antibiotics and I can breathe deeply without hacking up a lung. In the meantime, I'm going to start blogging some recipes I've managed to cook up in the last few months, and I'm keeping fingers crossed that I'll still be able to climb St. Helens in May.
I promise I'll try to spend less time perusing race websites and dreaming about what might have been. And maybe I'll have a race report for you sometime later this year.
PS: I can't end this post with all that negativity, so here's a list of great things that have happened over the last few months:
- My adorable kids turned 4 and 1 and we had wonderful holidays.
- My wife started a volunteer gig teaching coding to women and got a much-deserved promotion at work.
- I got to do a show I've wanted to do for decades, with an amazing cast of awesome people.
- I am successfully getting my Spanish back in shape as I prepare to take on some pro bono immigration cases.
- I finally learned how to drive in the snow.
- I continue to love my day job.
Apparently I'm still an optimist, albeit a slower and lazier one.