Thursday, January 26, 2012

Super Bowl Challenge, and Other Happenings...

Sadly, life has been too insane to have the time to blog. GASP! I know, I know. And while I could catch up with all things compartment syndrome, being flexible with spring running plans, and looking forward to a mommy/Caitlyn vacation, there are FAR more important things to discuss. 


I love football. No, really. I have an irrational love of the sport, more so than any other (televised/mainstream) professional sport. So this is a big deal in my world. Laugh if you may. 

A couple bloggy friends conjured up a football challenge, and I was the first person to sign up. Especially since we're playing the Giants, and loathe all New York sports. Loathe. 

I copied the below pretty much verbatim from Samantha's blog, so everyone's clear on how this will go down. 

We are runners. Distance runners. So the loser will be running

Rules of this challenge:

If your team loses, you have to run the point differential in miles. Simple. For example, when the Patriots being the Giants (because payback's a bitch *ahem redemption*) 24-2, Michele and anyone else rooting for the Giants will have to run 20 miles. (Here's where you're thankful you're a Patriots fan). 

Mile limit: When In the event that the Patriots blow out the Giants, we've capped the miles to 20 - meaning the most anyone would run is 20 miles. This works for some of us because we have a solid base and can log the distance. If the mileage is too high for you based on your current training, feel free to cap it at 10 miles - or whatever works for you!  

Your miles must be logged within a week of the game, unless you can't. Then run them whenever. This is supposed to be FUN! 

Now prove it - Tweet out a photo of your Garmin in shame. Not on Twitter? Put it on your blog, Facebook, or just send it out to all your beloved Giants fans, admitting the shame. 

And for all of you poor souls out there who don't like football (God it hurt to even type those words), but are being forced to watch the game, now you have a real reason to root for the Patriots a team. 

If you want to join in on the fun, just leave a comment here, or here, or here

And tell me, which team are you rooting for? Choose wisely my friends ;)


Monday, January 9, 2012

Adapting to the Unexpected..

Remember when I said I was going to take down 2012 with force? Turns out 2012 decided to bitch-slap me on January 1, 2012. Super. 

It actually started on December 30th, when I happily headed out the door for an easy run. I pulled up 20 minutes in with incredible leg pain. I hopped around, screeching profanities, and then tried to jog again in hopes it was a freak thing. No dice. I hobbled back home and took a rest day on December 31st. I hit the Ice, Ibuprofen and compression hard.  Before I headed out for my 11 miler on January 1st, I popped a couple Ibuprofen and said some Hail Mary's. In hindsight, I should have said a couple Tim Tebow's instead - he seems to have serious pull w/ the Big Guy. 

I could feel my leg being "off" within the first 5 steps out the door. Hoping it was shin splints I could beat into submission as the run progressed, I trudged on. Again, at about 20 minutes, I couldn't take the pain anymore. There was pain, tingling, and I couldn't really feel my right foot. Awesome. I threw in the towel, shed some tears, and hobbled home. It was that kind of pain that I knew wasn't going to lessen, so I needed to suck up my pride and bail on the run. 

My first order of action was making a PT appointment. My training is going so damn well, that nothing short of having to get my leg amputated is going to stop me. I have Eugene Marathon written in black on my planner, and it's going to take something huge to cross that off.

Insert Chronic Compartment Syndrome. If you know what it is, you just cringed reading that. If you don't, this is what Wikipedia says:

"When compartment syndrome is caused by repetitive use of the muscles, as in a cyclist, it is known as chronic compartment syndrome (CCS).[7][8] This is usually not an emergency, but the loss of circulation can cause temporary or permanent damage to nearby nerves and muscles. One cause of compartment syndrome is through exercise called Chronic Exertional Compartment Syndrome. According to Touliopolous, CECC of the leg is a condition caused by exercise which results in increase tissue pressure within a limited fibro - osseous compartment - muscle size may increase by up to 20% during exercise (Touliopolous, 1999) When this happens pressure builds up in the tissues and muscles causing tissue ischemia (Touliopolous, 1999). The cause of compartment syndrome is due to excess pressure on the muscle compartments."

Which essentially means when I run, it feels like my lower leg is going to burst open, and the contents are going to spill all over the road. Sexy, I know. I have been on Ibuprofen round the clock, as well as 24/7 compression sleeves and ice to beat back the swelling. I also spent last week beating the snot out of myself on the bike and elliptical, because I refuse to let this bring me down.

I took to the 'mill this morning for a test run, and a week of non-impact and ice/drugs/compression seems to have helped immensely. Although my baseline is wonky due to the pain relievers, I didn't feel any "pain" this morning on my 45 minute run. I view this as progress.

I am not going to let this bring me down. I've had moments of complete panic, and have resolved to just take up competitive knitting instead of running. However, for the most part I've realized that I have the choice to view the obstacles as a chance to build my mental toughness, or just completely throw up my hands and give up. And if you know me at all, the second option isn't viable. I will take this day by day, and listen to my leg. Should this end up screwing up my spring racing plans, than I will adapt and come up with a new plan. I will do whatever I can do get myself in the best shape of my life, whatever that landscape might look like. And at this moment, I'm still planning on kicking ass in Eugene.

Also, my sister's bachelorette party this past weekend. I partied like a rockstar, with my kinesio-tape and compression sleeves. We had an awesome time, and I can't believe she'll be someone's wife by the end of this coming weekend!!!

Yep, she even rocked the sash!

Happy Training!