I’m Comin’ Back: Post 1

One of what will probably be an endless stream of whining and feeling sorry for myself interspersed with small moments of joy. Just kidding, I hope it’s not like that at all.

Let’s see. Last night I went to line dancing…just to watch, right? Do you believe that? That is what I meant to do, but then I thought “I’ll try just this one….” Honestly I didn’t dance very much and what I did, I did very gingerly for sure. No swinging hips (that hurts!), no stomping (too scared!). It was good and bad at the same time. Good because it felt right to be back there, but bad because I absolutely hated sitting out dances that I know and love. I iced a bit while we were there and took an Aleve when I got home just before I went to bed.

This morning I did 30 minutes of run/walk intervals, 3 on, 3 off as recommended. That went really well! In fact, my bestie and I covered very close to the same distance (her 1.98 miles me 1.96 miles) and she ran for longer stretches. So at least now I’m confident that I’d still be able to finish a 5k before the timers go home, even if I have to do intervals.

Thank you for your encouragement yesterday, I really needed it just then.

Strugglin’

You probably haven’t noticed, but it’s been quite some time since I’ve blogged. Truth is, I’ve been avoiding you.

I hurt. My back hurts, and it just keeps hurting (with tantalizing days when it doesn’t and I try to do too much). It hasn’t been that long, in the grand scheme of injuries, but I’m going to tell you how I feel right now. My heart hurts.

I feel like it’s unfair, so unfair. I can’t run, I can’t line dance, I can’t Zumba. For the first time in my life I was getting proud of my strength and fitness level and now I’ve got nothing.

What sucks about that is, at this point, while I can’t exercise, I’m finding it very, very hard to care about eating right and the other aspects I could have control over. Just now, when my calorie intake becomes even more important because I really have no means of exercising, I feel so depressed about not being able to exercise that I start to get all “what’s the friggin’ point? Pass me the cheese fries.” This isn’t good, I know this isn’t good. I can’t seem to stop it. I feel helpless, and out of control and that makes me want to eat. I’ve always been an emotional eater, as well as someone who eats when she is bored and HELLO? I’m emotional and bored.

Today I signed up for a 5K on May 5th, since the one I was supposed to have run on April 21 has been cancelled, and I probably couldn’t manage it by then anyway with this blasted injury. But with the help of my chiropractor, I’m going to assume that May 5th is a good possibility. Truthfully, I’m going to do that race if I have to crawl it. And the chiro said tomorrow morning I can try 3 on 3 off intervals if I think I can handle it, but not even to try if it was still really tweaking.

Sigh. Sorry, I’m not faking it very well just now.

Sidelined!

Well crap. I may have sustained my first running injury. My back hurts worse today than it did yesterday. Why oh why oh why didn’t I know to stretch my lower back before running on asphalt, or before running in general?

And as I sit here with 800mg of Motrin flowing through my bloodstream and with a Thermacare wrap on my back, yet still in pain, I’m thinking “what the heck am I going to do now?” Because I certainly can’t run like this. And I need my lower back in working order to lift weights, too. It doesn’t seem like I’m going to be able to get any exercise in until this inflammation dies down. So it had better die down soon. Now that I’ve started a good routine, I don’t want this to become an excuse to stop.

I’m also going to have to really REALLY watch my eating if I can’t run or lift.

Such a bummer!

In semi-related news, this is going to be a busy weekend, and my back just has to hold out. Tonight it is going to have to deal with sitting through the nearly 2 1/2 hour Hunger Games movie (yay!). Tomorrow and Sunday are all going to be wrapped up with a Rally Obedience Trial that I’m not only competing in with K-dog, but I’m also the Trial Secretary for. Which means I ‘m in charge of making it run smoothly, which means finishing the mounds of paperwork, helping tomorrow with all the set up, and being on my feet all day on Sunday for the trial itself. This was a really bad time to get hurt (as if there is ever a good time).

How do you maintain a healthy lifestyle when injury sidelines you?

A Question for my Runner Friends and Readers

Now that I’m running for longer distances outside–and I know 3 miles doesn’t seem like a long distance for some of you, but it’s still a marathon to me–I’ve been noticing that my lower back gets really tight. Painfully tight…about 4 hours after my run. It’s better, though still hurts, when I keep moving. If I have to sit for any length of time, like at work or in the car, it stiffens really badly and I have to stretch it out. OUCH! What am I doing wrong? My form? My breathing? Tightening everything too much when I’m pushing myself not to quit? Any advice would be really appreciated!