“You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left.
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she’d want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.”—David Harkins
I just looked at my Tumblr for the first time in a few days and I’m a little ashamed. I’ve been and absent blogger PLUS last week I was incredibly slack-tastic about my training. I make no excuses for why I didn’t complete all of the miles I was supposed to, I just didn’t. I don’t have a good reason, but I figured I’d be honest about it. On the training front, this week is off to a better start. I ran my miles Monday and Tuesday and didn’t get cross training in yesterday because we went to the Yankees v. Tigers game, but I have every intention of completing the 3.5 miles assigned to me by TrainingPeaks tonight.
I know this blog is meant to be about my training and everything, but I’m going to take a moment to vent/emote/attempt to sort through a few things. If that isn’t your thing, you can tune in next time when I resume regularly scheduled programming.
I’m in a weird place right now… By all accounts I should be incredibly happy with life. In one week i will have been a New Yorker for a whole year, I’m finally feeling in control of my schedule at work and with everything I have on my plate, I’ve adjusted somewhat to the early mornings, I’m enjoying home life (which now includes a dog) These are all incredibly happy things and I am so content with them, but I’m distressed and distracted by something completely out of my control. And as much as I want to try to channel my feelings into my running, I can’t. I would love to, but this isn’t something that you can just “run off” or run away from. I’m at a loss in determining how I should feel.
Well, I did it. I restarted my training after being sidelined with some IT band problems. I ran three miles this evening and it felt. so. good. My hip felt a little tight within the first mile, but I stopped and stretched and didn’t have a problem after that.
Just to be on the safe side though, I’m icing my knee tonight and hoping that I’m in good shape tomorrow for a scaled back interval run at the gym tomorrow night. I’m guarded in my optimism, but looking forward to putting this behind me and getting on with the training. I’m under the two month mark now and it’s time to get serious.
“Today we pledge allegiance to moving. To running alone, to running marathons, and to running wild. To running like your life depends on it, and knowing that it does. To first steps, half steps, or any other step you never thought was possible. And to losing yourself completely in order to find yourself at the exact same time.”—New Balance (via shrinkinginthecity) (via intrepidrunner)
Well friends, after a discussion with my amazing momma (hi mom! :) the occupational therapist, a thorough Google search, and pouring over articles and running blogs, I’ve determined that I’m suffering from Iliotibial Band Syndrome (ITBS).
This means rest for a few days and a new focus on strengthening my hip/leg abductors and core, and stretching. I NEED to stretch more than I do. *tsk tsk* Tomorrow, I need to go and get myself a foam roller, several bags of frozen peas for icing, and I’ll need to find patience somewhere. Beer me patience, lots of patience.
If you have any experience with IT band injuries I’d love to hear from you. How did you treat it? What stretches did you do? Did you make any changes to your training?
I’m a bit concerned about my left knee and some unusual hip flexor pain. After an ok, but not great run yesterday, my legs are dead today. I’m not entirely sure how I’m going to get through my 3 mile interval run tonight…
So, tonight I will be staying positive, doing some walking and core strengthening, and hoping for a speedy recovery!
Yesterday I ran six miles in an hour and eleven seconds, which is an average of ten minutes per mile. Now, for most seasoned runners, this may not seem like a truly miraculous feat, but considering that I started this training in May as a complete non-runner, I’m quite pleased with the progress I’ve made. Two months from today I will be running a half marathon, and while I find that it makes me a little bit anxious, I’m encouraged by how far I’ve come. If you had told me that I would be running 6 miles in their entirety on August 1st, I don’t know that I would have believed you. It’s not that I was pessimistic about how the training would go, the last thing I wanted when I started was to doubt myself and for it to become a self-fulfilling prophecy, but I knew that it wouldn’t be easy and that I would have to really push myself.
I’m thankful for my incredible support system, my health (knock on wood!) and to live in a city like New York where I have ample running space, amazing resources, and though they don’t realize it, plenty of other runners who push me during my training to do my best and try my hardest.