Be Happy


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It’s Sunday and I’m feeling really…overworked in fitness.  Maybe?

I’ve been going so hardcore lately – “upping” it in my classes, and going all out in my own personal workouts, in addition to picking up a few additional clients.  And this weekend I am paying the price.

I haven’t had a tarsal tunnel flare up in a few months but I totally overdid it this week (my own fault) and screwed myself and now my ankles have been buzzing since Thursday.  I can’t quite explain the pain to you – but it feels like ongoing electrical shocks in my ankles and at the bottom of my legs.  On top of that, my back is still going out every other day, and my hamstrings have been super tight the last few days (again, self inflicted and I should know better).

I could sit here and write about how horrible my life is and whine about “why is this happening to me?”.  But I won’t because I absolutely do not feel that way.  In fact, I feel the opposite.  I am blessed to have the ability to get up and work out each day.  I am thankful that I have a full belly each night – and that I even have the option of creating healthy meals.

Quite recently I saw a rerun of an old Judge Judy episode where one team mother was suing another team mother of their sons’ football jerseys.  The plaintiff really looked like a smug lunatic and she and her husband kept stating how “upset” they were that the uniforms weren’t what they expected.  Judge Judy then asked “Do you have healthy children?”  To which the plaintiffs responded “yes”.  Judge Judy then said if they were “upset over a uniform they were sickos” and that if they had to “deal with parents who were upset that the lettering was coming off the children’s uniforms when the children are able to run around a football field and healthy enough to do that then you’re all sickos.”

See the point?

I am thankful that I have the opportunity to better my fitness goals.  I am thankful that I have the ability to get up and lift weights and run and jump and teach classes.  I am blessed to live my life the way I do and have the option of making the choices I do.

I think positively.  I work hard.  I eat healthy.  I dance more.  I exercise daily.  I love often.  And I AM HAPPY.

~FB

 

 

 

 

 

 

Progress, Again

The other night I went for my first outdoor run in a very long time.  Pretty much since my ankles/tarsals got to the point of unbearable several months ago.

SNeaker

I had to take a break and the break, unfortunately, last longer than I’d expected.  My with the constant pain and swelling and bruising, I didn’t have much of a choice.

I’ve been doing a mile here and there at the gym, easing my way back into it, but taking it super careful, and even resorting to wearing compression socks (which, by the way, worked wonders.  I highly recommend them.  Thanks, Mom!).  And it’s been working.  Slowly, I’ve been making progress.  Hallelujah!

So, the other night was perfect weather.  And I felt kind of blah and like I needed a little cardio, so I went for it.  And, it was glorious!  I had such a good run.  In fact, the run was so great and pain free that I actually forgot about it until last night when I was updating her on the tarsal tunnel.

I am pumped to get back in the saddle again and start hitting the pavement when I can – especially in the evening once the sun starts to go down.  I love evening runs.

The major downside from this setback – aside from the pain, swelling, and bruising caused by the tarsal tunnel – is that it’s looking like I won’t be running in the Harvest Marathon this year.  At least not the half marathon like I’d planned.  There’s no way I can start training for a half marathon set for the start of October this late in the year.  And, to be perfectly honest, I don’t know if I really want to.  Not that I don’t want to run the half, because I’ve had my heart set on it all year and had been in training for it, but because I don’t want to go right back into hardcore running and put my ankle health back in jeopardy.  That would just be stupid and irresponsible of me.

Hurts to stop

Truth.  But it was the right decision.

So, for the time being I will work my way slowly back into a running routine and, perhaps I will set my sights lower for the Harvest this year and do a 5 or 10 k.  I just need to remember, no matter how disappointed I am about not running the half, is that I am doing this for me and it is the right decision.  Because in the end….being able to walk the rest of my life is more important than running one day.

~Fit Bitch

 

 

 

 

 

 

On the Road Again-ish

Last week I decided, while in my gym routine, to try a run.  I hadn’t been running in about a month or so since my tarsal tunnel flared up and we discovered I have tendonitis on top of it.  But I figured I’d given them enough rest to try a run again.  I ran a mile on the treadmill and carried on with the rest of my workout.

The run wasn’t too bad, although my ankles were tingly afterward, I expected much more pain than what I had.  So, this week I decided to try a run again.  I ran two miles before carrying on with the rest of my gym routine.

That was Thursday night.  By Friday night, not only were my ankles completely puffy (although, the puffiness seems like it has found a permanent place in my feet), they were bruised on the inside once again.

What the heck is going on??

When I saw my doctor a few weeks back my biggest concern was the bruising and hers was the swelling.  I’m wondering now if she’d be more concerned with the bruising.

My ankles feel splintery; like shards of bone are being pulled away on the inside.  I can feel my bones clanking together where my leg meets the top of my foot.

Foot Description

Basically, we’re talking with the fibula meets the talus. *clank clank clank*

And so, it looks like running will have to be put on hold once again.  My BFF -slash – running buddy and I have a race weekend away planned for this upcoming weekend but it looks, too, like that is out of the question.

I am devastated by all of this.  Running is so important to me.  It’s something I have done, albeit off and on, for so long and to not be able to do it not only makes me sad but also terrifies me.  I’m not certain of the damage, if any, that is being done inside my legs and feet, and I know that I have to heal, but I feel defeated by not being able to pursue something that I have loved for so long.  At least for the time being.

So for now I make the choice to sit this one out – that may include this whole season, or just this race.  I don’t want to push myself to the point that I’m damaged goods for life.  Although it pains me, I need to be sensible and do what’s right for my body in order to keep it in its best form for as long as I can.

In a few weeks’ time I will attempt another mile and see how it goes.  I’m looking forward to getting back on the road again.

~FB

Sacrifices

Three weeks ago I aggravated my tarsal tunnel syndrome to the worst it’s ever been.  For the last 21 days I have been living in agony while my ankles have vibrated, ached, pained, splintered, and I have been barely been able to walk.

I’ve had to put on hold my running (ACK!!) and have had to go down in weight while lifting.  Thankfully, my classes have been over the last 2.5 weeks – although new boot camp classes start this week.

I’ve had some massage therapy – and I’ve got a great boyfriend who’s been wonderfully massaging my ankles while we’re home.  But there’s a lot of puffiness and bruising – which was concerning.

I finally got into the doctor today and she confirmed the tarsal tunnel aggravation and says there’s likely some tendonitis in there as well.  Although, she too is concerned about the swelling and bruising.  (My colleague told me I had a case of “O.L.D.” – but the doctor said I was still young -ha!)

Needless to say, it’s been a tough couple of weeks.  Not being able to run (or walk, for that matter) it’s race season!! -, having to go down in weight when strength training, etc.  I have had to make some decisions and some sacrifices.  It sucked, but it had to be done.  This is the worst flare of tarsal tunnel I’ve ever had and I need it to go away. Fortunately, it has been subsiding the last few days, but my joints are still very tender to the touch.

I will continue to take it easier – although with the start up of teaching my classes again this week my “easy” is a bit limited.  I have to doctor’s go-ahead, but with the orders to “go light” and ice when finished.

My biggest annoyance is not being able to run.  This is the longest hiatus from running I’ve taken in about a year and a half.  I’m hoping to get back into it very soon.  I have a race in June, dammit!!

I have an ankle massage scheduled for tomorrow and I’ll be icing them tonight.  Hopefully this will pass soon and I can get back into it (semi) full throttle.

~FB

 

Misery

I’ve been running pretty much non-stop for the last year – and then some.

I’ve been so ecstatic about getting back into my running, and although I’ve had a few set backs with my tarsal tunnel, this past weekend I really feel like I’ve hit a wall.

Last week I could feel my ankles getting a little worn.  I’ve been running so much the last two weeks and I could feel the wear and tear.  Thankfully, I had Thursday night off from Zumba (as you likely know, Thursday is my favorite night of the week.  I hit the gym right from work, run a few miles, get some crazy strength training in, hit the stairs for reps (the last few weeks it’s been a minimum of 2000 steps), and finish my night with Zumba – and I love every minute of it!) and decided to take it semi easy.  I did get some strength training in, but decided to forego the run.

Friday night I didn’t run, I hit the gym and did a workout on the elliptical for a warm up and then killed it in the strength room with my old buddy Mr. Smith (Machine), but by the time I got home I could barely walk.

I’d had my shoes off at work all day and as soon as I got home I had to jump in the tub to soak my ankles.  Then I iced them.  And when my boyfriend got home I got him to rub them.  And that’s how it was all weekend:  soak, ice, rub, repeat.

It literally feels like splinters of bone peeling off the insides of my ankles.  I feel like poor James Caan in Misery with crazy Kathy Bates swinging that sledgehammer.

misery-ankle

*OUCH*

I am so cranky that I’ve been sidetracked by this pain, but there’s nothing I can do about it.  The pain is so intense that I can’t even tell if it’s a flare-up of the tarsal tunnel or if it’s something else.  All I can do for now is rest and keep soaking and icing my ankles – and hope for the best.

I mean, in all honesty, I can (for the most part) still work out – but I can’t overdo it.  I don’t want to exert too much extra weight on my ankles so I will have to modify the strength workouts.  And it’s pretty clear that I will not be running this week (although, the weather people are calling for a major storm tomorrow anyway, so perhaps my {outside} running may not have happened anyway).

I’m hoping for a speedy recovery from this.

~Fit Bitch

Goal Crushing

Goal CrushIt seems I’ve been MIA the last little while.  Between working, teaching, participating, and studying for my Nutrition and Weight Loss Specialist certification, I’ve been a little zonked.  But, I’m here now.

I decided a while back that I wanted to get back into running again…like, full-on like I use to run.  I want to be completely committed to my running and I want to participate in the Harvest Marathon in October….something I’ve wanted to do for quite a while but something always seemed to have been priority that weekend (it just happens to be Thanksgiving weekend (in Canada), my parents’ anniversary weekend, and my nephew’s birthday weekend – so, it’s pretty busy).  Not this year, though.  I’m doing it.  I’m committing myself to doing it and that’s that.

Unfortunately, I have a few hurdles to get over:

1) We’re still partially buried under some snow here in Nova Scotia.  Not nearly the amount we initially had a few months ago but enough that the ground is covered in a lot of places and extremely soggy in the places that it’s bare.  So, I’m working with what I have.  I’m hitting the treadmill at my gym.

2) I have tarsal tunnel syndrome.  I talked about this back in September when I was participating in the Zombie Run and honestly, it just got worse from there.  My ankles sometimes vibrate and ache for days after I run, and I need to keep them elevated and iced (and sometimes medicated).

3) I’m battling a chest cold.  Since I started exercising many years ago I now rarely get sick. In fact, I don’t think I’ve had a cold in 8 or 9 years.  On the rare occasion that I do get hit with something, it’s something I’m already prone to like bronchitis or pneumonia (I have a virus in my lungs left from the whooping cough when I was a baby and I get either one or both of these nearly every year), or some weird flu that completely kicks the crap out of me.  But right now I have this crappy chest cold that hasn’t quite come to full surface yet but is sticking around to kick my butt anyway.  I’m not happy.  I would be happier, honestly, if it would just completely rear its ugly head so I can move on and be better.  Right now it’s in the “linger” mode.

So, with these three obstacles in my way I’ve been pushing on.  I have committed myself to running at least 3 times a week.  (This is week is the first time I didn’t get my third run in, but I did get a speed walk in on a lunch break earlier in the week so I think that should count – especially since right now I am a total mouth breather and am still sticking with it. Stupid cold!)  I’m running on top of my regular workouts and teaching, so I don’t feel 100% bad that I didn’t fulfill my goal for this week but there’s still that small part of me.

The first week or so that I started my 3-day-a-week runs my ankles were atrocious.  They were rattling and vibrating and aching to the point I almost wanted to give up.  I stopped wearing shoes at work (as much as I can get away with), and I have my feet elevated most of the day.  And it seems that my ankles have strengthened!  They’re conditioning with each run and getting stronger and the tarsal tunnel is almost not affecting me at all.  Positive vibes, y’all!

Since I missed out on that third run I made sure today would be a great gym sesh – to make up for my absence.  And what a great workout I had.  I had a nearly steady run – only stopping once to blow my sad little nose*** (again, full-on mouth breather here) and got right back to it.  I had a steady pace, a good incline, and I ran like the wind.  I hit my target and when I finished I got some good strength in – and completed some crazy box jumps – which I’d never even thought about doing at the gym before (another goal!).  I felt accomplished – and exhausted and wiped out – and proud at the end of my workout today.

Tomorrow is Monday and the start of a new week – which means completing my 3 runs on top of my other workouts.  Once this cold is gone and I feel more confident in my ankle abilities I plan to increase my runs to 4 times a week.  By this time the snow will be gone and I won’t have to venture all the way to the gym to accomplish this.  Also, a friend and I are going to attempt to get some runs in on our lunch breaks when we can.  Right now is perfect weather since it’s not too hot yet – I don’t want to go back to work looking like a sweat hog – but a mid-level run during lunch can certainly help with the new goal(s).

On top of all the running, there’s so much more I want to explore with exercise – in and out of the gym.  Today I tried a couple of new things and I was happy with the results.  So, as long as I set the goals, they’re mine to crush!

~Fit Bitch

***SPEAKING of blowing your nose at the gym – last weekend during a run the dude on the next treadmill decided to blow his nose…..right into his tshirt.  Who does that?  I’m all for wiping your sweaty brow with your shirt if you have to but blowing your nose into your clothing is disgusting – especially since the room is full of paper towel dispensers and there are washroom facilities available.  Gross.

Race Day!

Tomorrow is Race Day!  I’m super duper excited to be participating in a Zombie Run and I hope to tell you all about it afterward.

ZOMBIES

But here’s my issue….I’m suffering from Tarsal Tunnel Syndrome* and it BITES like a big fat zombie!!  The last few times I’ve gone running (in preparation for this race) I spent the following few days in agony with aching, vibrating tarsals, and iced and elevated ankles.  Tarsal Tunnel Syndrome is more prominent in people who are flat-footed and since I’ve got feet like Fred Flintstone, I guess I’m more at risk.

(*Tarsal Tunnel Syndrome is similar to Carpal Tunnel Syndrome…but with the bonus of having your full body weight constantly on your injury.)

I’m so disappointed because I’ve been anticipating this event for months and now that it’s finally here, I feel almost like it’s a chore because I know how much pain I’ll be in afterward.  I’ve been trying to take it easy easier but it’s not so simple when I’m participating in classes, teaching classes, and preparing for a race.  I swear to God if it’s not one thing, it’s another.

But I’m as prepared as I can be.  The race is 13 hours away!  I don’t have much choice other than to be prepared.  And I am still excited.  I’ll do my best and I’ll take my time and rest, if required.  I have tape, wraps, and anti-inflammatories packed.  And I’ve got my race buddy to drag me along if I deem myself unable to run any further.  *wink*

So…..wish me luck. This is my first Zombie Run and I won’t turn down any offers to have Rick Grimes and Daryl Dixon by my side.

TWD

~Fit Bitch