Runless And Glorified With Rolling Eyes

Runless
It’s been 10 days since the Boston Marathon and the only thing that is missing from my life at this moment is being able to run. It has been hard. Very hard.

Well, that is not completely true.

The first 7 days were pretty easy, mainly because I couldn’t move much anyway. Talk about sore quads! They weren’t kidding when they said to train those legs for hills if you are going to run Boston! And here I thought I handled the hills so well during my training and the race. It took me until Saturday to even feel any semblance of normalcy, and until Monday when I could descend a flight of stairs without grimacing.

But, getting back on track with P90X this week has been very helpful. Of course, I missed an entire week of the workout last week, so coming back to it on Monday proved to be challenging. Not to mention the DOMS that I felt as early as Monday evening following the Chest and Back workout. It’s the kind that you know is going to hurt so good in the morning. And that it did.

It’s the cardio that I miss. That great “I’m kind of struggling to breathe right now but it will get better in a mile or two,” kind of cardio. And trying to come up with ways to replace it have been futile. I did take some walks last week, which were kind of nice, but with the lingering pain in my leg, they have been slow and deliberate, so it has been hard to get my heart rate up to any level where I feel iike I’m doing anything worth a damn. And the YMCA has suddenly become an issue with my husband because of its distance from our home. But I think it has more to do with me just being in a gym…surrounded by other healthy minded people…heaven forbid.

So, it has been the exercise bike in our basement that has become my permanent workout buddy. It’s not the most efficient form of cardio, but it is better than walking and it doesn’t stress the leg.

But here is some good news. While we were at the expo in Boston, I had the opportunity to test something called a Zero Runner. It is a zero gravity kind of elliptical that mimics running form more than an elliptical does. It is almost closer to aqua jogging, minus the pool.

It is an expensive piece of equipment. But, dang, it is exactly what I need.

It took a wee bit of begging, puppy dog eyes, and a little bit of forceful influence to convince my husband that I have to have it. And he reluctantly agreed. Reluctantly may not be a strong enough word. In fact, I still have a little bit of guilt about purchasing it, but in the end, if I am out for more than 6 weeks, this will be my ticket to staying in running form. And by the end of that 6 weeks, it will be winter in Minnesota again…so the timing will be perfect, right? (That was a joke…well, sorta).

Delivery is expected just after Mother’s Day. And I’m a mother. And my birthday is coming up. So it can be my gift to me. And I shall keep telling myself this until it is delivered. In the meantime, it will be the pedal pusher. And it will just have to do.

Glorified with Rolling Eyes

Boston Marathon Medal

Me and my glory.

I’m still riding high since Boston. I just can’t help it. It still seems very surreal. And I feel that the more I talk about it, the more I remember the experience. My husband is growing very weary of listening to the recap, that I sometimes regurgitate in millisecond bursts, so honestly, he hasn’t heard that much. His response to anything “marathon” is always the same…eye rolling and shoulder shrugs. I guess I get it…kinda…but I don’t feel bad that he has to listen to me. He was poking fun at me wearing my medal as well all week, and anytime he would catch me looking at my race photos, he’d say,

“You’re still reliving your glory?”

Why, yes. Yes I am. And why shouldn’t I?

I mean, I should.

It’s gotten to the point where I ready to pick random people off the street, or at the checkout line at Target, and hint out loud, “I’m so darn tired! It must be from running the BOSTON MARATHON last week!”

Yeah, that is desperate.

There are few things I hold much pride in, especially in the past 15 years. Having gotten married and tossing my meteorology career aside, getting pregnant almost immediately and giving birth 36 weeks later to a pair of babies has left little opportunity for me to shine any kind of light on myself, except that of wife and mother…and step mother. And that isn’t a bad thing at all. But I think most moms get what I’m saying. Running has given me an amazing outlet to be me, to shine, to literally radiate and morph back into someone who is somewhat human again. With Boston in my rear view mirror, I feel immortal for the first time in many years. And I like it.

I can still work on my muscles and concentrate on perfecting some P90X moves, especially pull ups. And I can continue my Keto lifestyle as well, which will ensure that I don’t gain too much wait during these non-running weeks of my recovery. I did get some more physical therapy sessions granted by my doctor, and I will make an appointment for next week. But for now, I’d like to take another week to see if there is any improvement whatsoever in the lower leg so I know whether I need to MRI or not.

Run New Prague

Run New Prague

And I feel just awful about not being able to run the New Prague Half Marathon next weekend because it is my most treasured run of the spring season. Thankfully, the race director said I could roll over my enrollment fee to next year. I am so grateful to her that I decided to volunteer for the race! I have no idea what I’ll be doing yet, but this has been on my bucket list for a long while. I have yet to volunteer at an event, so I’m looking forward to the experience. I’m hoping to get to the finish line with my camera, too, as this is something else I have wanted to do…photograph runners! I hope the weather cooperates!

I’m still amazed at how exhausted I am. I don’t know if it is because I haven’t been sleeping well, or not sleeping long enough. I almost believe that all the stress and anxiety I placed on myself before Boston is now being time-released during my most cherished slumber time. In fact, my eyes are crossing as I type this. I just want to sleep for three days straight. But, ahhhh, one can only dream of such luxuries.

So, while I’m in this “runless” state, I’ll keep you updated on my workouts and fill you in a little on this Keto lifestyle I started.

In the meantime, I LOVE hearing from you! So let me know in the comments what you have been up to, or drop me a note, or visit my Facebook page of the same name, and let me know there! Remember, I’m your BIGGEST fan!!

Thanks so much for your continued support!

 

4 Responses to Runless And Glorified With Rolling Eyes

  1. runswithpugs says:

    If I ever run the Boston Marathon, I will probably wear my medal for the next 5 years, and constantly make references to it. So you’re still good 🙂

    Sometimes, it’s great to have a birthday right around Mother’s Day like that. It makes for better presents. Enjoy your new equipment! You deserve it!

  2. So sorry you’re still run less, and I don’t think I got to tell you on the blog but CONGRATULATIONS! You are totally justified to bask in your glory for a while!!!

  3. Pete says:

    Recovery is hard, not just for your body, but for your mind as well. Whenever I am recovering and I can’t run, I can’t help but feel like a failure, because I can’t do anything wih myself. It is hard to spend the time in a meaningful way when just sitting around on the couch,

  4. Diana says:

    If I ran Boston, I’m pretty sure that for weeks afterwards, I’d either be wearing my medal, the race shirt/jacket, or holding a sign that said “I ran the mf-ing Boston Marathon!” LOL

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