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exploring the mix of fun, fitness & health…as a diabetic


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Pity Party ends….time to get colored!!

I had my appointment with my orthopedic doctor on Monday.

I had my MRI on Friday.

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Between Monday – Friday there was no running. There was no cardio. Heck, there wasn’t even strength training, not enough foam rolling and only two yoga classes.

The first by doctors orders, the second by judgement call and the rest ….. well I was feeling lost & sorry for myself 

It was a gradual build and by Friday I threw myself the ultimate pity party while my MRI appointment turned into a 3 hour process.

Requested to be there by 2pm, scheduled for 2:30, not seen until 4:20, out by 5:30. I was not impressed.

I’m a patient person – especially when it comes to customer service. I know that the fact that it was a Friday afternoon/end of day, a hospital and had numerous phone calls to set up the appointment, that it all should have pointed to a major delay.

But I was tired. And cranky.  I hadn’t slept well the night before (something about my mind working itself up over the thought of not running and losing endurance or a never-ending injury … or both) and by the afternoon I needed a nap. Poor me, had to sit and wait. By 3:15 I finally asked when I might be seen – something I never do. For some reason this required the manager to come out to update me – 25 minutes. This gave me a set time to get up and move and get something to drink, ok I could handle it. I got back in 23 minutes …… to find my self sitting and waiting (there weren’t many other patients and all were going in & out before me) until it was 4:15 and near tears (of exhaustion and crankiness….like a 4-year-old) I inquired once again. Which brought back the manager. Meanwhile I had been all updated on the administrative staff’s weekend plans  – one was house sitting her sister’s apartment and planning to make a night in the city out of it.

Finally Mr. Manager brought me in. I had developed a nice headache during my quick break but declined my mom’s suggestion of Tylenol when I whined …..I forgot that MRIs are loud.  And confining….can’t imagine needing something done above the waist! And cold!! I didn’t have to worry about my legs itching because they were too cold to feel.

So I practiced yoga breathing, tried to avoid the what-if game regarding marathon training and dosed off. I was less than pleased when Mr. Manager came in to tell me that the machine went off-line and it would be another 13 minutes (I promise from now on I will try really really hard not to say “1 second” “1 minute” when it clearly wont be ! I’ll stick with the elusive “just a moment”).

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This all led to capping of the week-long pity party with finishing of a jar of TJ’s Cookie Butter for dinner (yes, I said last time never again ….. #fail! Not even 36 hours…)  and watching Saved by the Bell on Netflix.

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Oh Zach.

It felt weird not to be prepping for a long run on Saturday.  I was sad that I wouldn’t be out there catching up with Jackie and seeing if moving my lantus before my run would help my bloodsugars.

Slowly transitioning out of pity week, I looked forward to catching up with friends on Saturday and the Color Run (walk) on Sunday …. still managed to get my early morning group run event in …sort of.

One of the SBTB episodes was where Lisa wins the dance contest with a sprained ankle ….. I told one of my friends that we’d be doing “The Sprain” down the Color Run course.

Recaps to come of Summer Saturday firsts  and  Getting Colored! 

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Your turn:

Have you had to skip a run recently? 

What do you indulge in during a pity party ? 

Watch any old TV shows on Netflix lately? 

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Return of Summer Streets

 

I have to be on a bus to Southampton at 9:30am tomorrow.

That means tomorrow’s TFK Long Run in the Bronx isn’t going to work. When I first realized I wasn’t going to be able to do my 13 miles with the team and  my running buddy Jackie I wanted to cry. No, really. Everyone has been talking about how great of a route it is and plus I’m going to miss the olympic viewing party after. Even more,  Jackie will be out-of-town for the next two weeks – which means 3 weeks we’re on own, just when we decided we’re in this for the long haul together.  I had been trying to figure out various options of what time I needed to be out there, what options were available and how far Van Cortlandt Park really is, and I had to finally conclude that it wasn’t happening. 13 miles on my own. I had deja vu of my first half marathon and the same exact lack of enthusiasm. I scrambled for plan B.  Hamptons Marathon does group runs with Gubbins  on Sunday … I could just move it a day. In fact I recommended it to a fellow TFK’er, Erica, when she said she was going out this weekend. But it’s in East Hampton and I don’t necessarily have access to a car.  I could run it with Erica, but she’s slightly faster than me and also in EH. And then in the middle of downward dog and sun salutations I remembered! Summer Streets start this week!  Gone was the zen breathing (ok it was never there) and with each move into a pose I was calculated how to make this work.

When I got home I looked up the course – 7 miles  of Park Avenue closed off.  Out and back will get me my 13+ …..perfect!

via treehugger.com 

Summer streets is where I  really pushed myself in running last year. It’s where I broke PRs (how far I’ve come!) . It’s where I battled the heat and focused on hydration and fueling. It’s where I learned about running on empty …fuel and insulin ….and how that doesn’t work. It’s where I got caught up in the excitement of other runners.

By taking it to summer streets  I wouldn’t really  be running alone, and there’s excitement in the air and water stops along the way. That was instantly settled. But now about time.  13 miles.  Right now that’s looking to take me 2h30m – 2h45m. While I plan to sleep and “recover” on the bus  (wishful thinking of  there being room to stretch my legs …so not going to happen) I want to leave enough time to shower, ice and stretch.  Goal is to be back at my apartment by 8:30. That’s not really a goal but more of deadline. Ok so working backwards….that has me heading out  at 5am. Blech. Having gone back to a night owl routine that’s rough, but I’d be beating the sun to head up to the Bronx anyways so not much difference.

Now, summer streets doesn’t really start until 7am. And a good handful of blocks below me.  Last year I was  closer to the start and usually didn’t go out until 10-11.  So technically I might  be on my own for at least half  of the run but  all the activities and people will be up and going to push me through the end.   If I was staying in the city I would totally stop at 40th st rest stop for massage therapy & yoga! (Does someone want to bring myself down and meet me at the 39th street Jitney stop instead?  I’ll just be there getting a massage while waiting for the bus. You do? Awesome, you’re the best, thanks!) 

My shins aren’t too happy with me for skipping the compression sleeves lately and all of the hill / street work so I’m a little nervous  about a long run on the concrete. I’ve been heating my calves, icing my shins and have grand plans of some serious sticking & foam rolling this evening. Perhaps to episode 2 of Saved by the Bell which I recently discovered on Netflix.

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If you’re in NYC have you ran Summer Streets? Are you going tomorrow??

Any suggestions for Netflix entertainment while massaging the heck out of my muscles ? 

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