Welcome to another week on #TeamJanky- the support crew for those of us who experience injuries, illnesses, and setbacks but refuse to give up. Sometimes you ride the PR train. Sometimes (more often) you drive the struggle bus.
With running (and life) whether you’re on top or on the bottom, you’re never there forever.
|Monday||60 min. Arc Trainer + PT exercises|
|Tuesday||8.2 miles + 60 min. yoga|
|Wednesday||7.3 miles + PT exercises|
|Thursday||6.2 miles + PT exercises|
|Saturday||13.2 miles including Kiawah Island Half Marathon (1:46:57)|
|Sunday||5.2 miles + PT exercises|
I went back to PT on Monday, where she treated my wonky high hamstring/glute. It’s a little better than it was, but healing takes time. When you’re injured or sick often, you learn that the body heals. It heals on its own terms, not according to a training plan or race schedule- but it heals.
My running is still disappointing, but my social game was on point this week. On Wednesday, I attended the Fleet Feet Summerville group run. The theme was Catch the Gingerbread Man and Beat the Fox. Everyone who finished in front of the fox got a $15 gift card or a pair of Balega socks, and we had hot chocolate, snacks, and giveaways afterward. This is one of my favorite runs of the year, and it had a great turnout.
My phone died on Friday, making for a stressful day and weekend. You never realize how much you depend on your phone until you don’t have a phone for several days and have to rely on an alarm clock, a GPS, and a digital camera. Plus, I’m paranoid driving long distances without a phone in case of emergencies- so I stayed close to home.
On Saturday, I ran the Kiawah Island Half Marathon. Three injuries, 363 days, $40, and a shot of Bailey’s ago, I thought signing up for a half marathon during early registration was a good idea. Thankfully, I was healthy enough to complete the race and earn a new medal for my Christmas tree. A lot of my friends and training partners did really well, setting new PRs, placing, or running their first marathons. It was fun to celebrate everyone’s accomplishments. Sometimes that accomplishment is not meeting any paramedics or spending the afternoon in urgent care.
The good thing about races is that they’re held every single year, and once again, during the early registration period, I signed up for 2018’s Kiawah Island Half Marathon. Since I’m two stomach flus from racing weight and trying not to drink, I skipped the shot of Bailey’s. Kiawah was one of the most well organized races I’ve ever run, and I’ll recap it later this week.
Saturday night, we ALL celebrated at the Summerville Tri Club holiday party. We had food, dessert, drinks, and a ton of fun. Summerville Tri Club trains hard and parties hard, and this is the biggest party of the year. Everyone gets together to celebrate our accomplishments, plan for next year, and give out some awards and superlatives. Did I mention we party?
As for me, I’m not signed up for any races in the immediate future and will probably keep it that way and focus on PT exercises and recovery. Here’s to a healthy and happy 2018 and working hard to make our dreams come true!