After nearly a month of inactivity I have been struggling to get back at it! Falling out of the habit is a whole lot easier than getting back into it. I can read motivational quotes all day long and think “Yes, that is so true, I’m doing/not doing/trying/pursuing/fixing…..that!” The reality is, reading about and doing are two entirely different things.
While I have been cleared to run again, it is a solitary exercise (at least for me it is….do you want to run with me?) and I have been finding it difficult to get myself back out there.
When I started running years ago I signed up for a race, maybe I need to do that again. I know! Let’s sign up for a race together! That’s a great idea, what looks good to you? Hey, we don’t even have to run the same race, just the same day (or weekend), then we can push each other to get ready…that sounds like a GREAT idea! Who’s with me?!
In the meantime I am thrilled that Just Results (my gym) has added a spinning class on Saturday mornings. I love spinning, and cannot remember looking forward to something this much since my last cruise. Yes, well that’s more than a slight exageration, cruising with my peeps is the BEST!
In other news:
The Flagstone project is done and Skye gets to sleep in the garage again, Yay!
It turned out really nice and they even redid the path through the pachysandra!
Bonk didn’t want to come out of her camper the other night so Phil rolled Felix over to keep her company.
Who wants to run a race with me? Together or virtual?
Phil and I are fortunate enough to live in a very nice house on a beautiful piece of property in a quiet (usually) neighborhood.
I try not to take anything for granted but maybe I have been lately. I say this because my quiet solitude has had more than one interruption over the past month. Less than half a mile from my home a woman was attacked on the bike path. Having been on that path by myself the day before the attack I was really shaken. Thankfully the man was apprehended and is behind bars. I will NOT be returning to that path however. I lost a sense of safety that day.
This past weekend my landlord and his son and grandson have been replacing flagstones in a section of our driveway.
The landlord is a mason who built our house as well as his own on 12 acres of property. The landscaping was placed in a way that we have our own private island. Having two huge men and a 9 year old wandering around all weekend has blown my privacy balloon right out of the water. Let me be clear, we are very thankful to have a landlord who truly cares about us. He is taking the time to fix the stones and doing it right. However, once the son starts working on anything in our yard he tends to overstay his welcome. For instance; I had just sat down to enjoy my lunch when the son appeared at the slider to take down the winter supports. Ummmm…it’s almost August, just leave them. Then Phil and I were watching a movie (Rumor has it with Jennifer Anniston and Mark Ruffalo, it was ok.) when the son appeared AGAIN at the slider to patch some holes in the eves that the bumble bees had drilled into.
1.) Leave the bees alone, we like them.
Am I just being whiny? Maybe, but when you become used to a certain pattern you start to count on it. I am truly thankful for what I have and can’t wait for my solitude and tranquility to be restored.
Saturday’s plan was to get up and take myself for a short slow run. However, after being subjected to a jackhammer working right outside for FOUR HOURS Friday evening my head was in no mood. Instead I got to meet up with the Saturday morning walking crew at the reservoir.
Because I am always early, I was hanging out waiting for my peeps on that bridge down there.
I overheard two women as they passed by saying “Molly could wear combat boots with a dress at the wedding and that would be fine.” You GO Molly! OWN IT!
Although Sunday was rainy Jenn and I managed to sneak in a two mile walk to the Collinsville dam and back. Such a beautiful spot!
I was happy to put the miles in this weekend and am looking forward to building speed and distance! Stick with me, I’ll get there!
I made one of my favorite one pan meals for dinner on Saturday. I haven’t made this in a long time so it tasted that MUCH BETTER.
“Squash, Leeks and Eggs ” Chop up one cup yellow and/or zucchini squash and one leek.
Saute in oil with garlic (Phil hates garlic so I omit it) then add one cup chopped tomatoes, season to taste with oregano, salt and pepper. Let simmer approximately 15 minutes. Whip together 6 eggs and half a cup of romano cheese. Add to the veggies and cook until done.
I had a consultation with an Orthopedist this week after the MRI that I had showed a bulging disc. I was sort of dreading/expecting him to tell me that I was going to need surgery. Nope, not the case. The doctor held up my MRI, threw it in the trash and said “that’s what that is worth”. Dramatic much? Don’t worry, he pulled it right back out and reinstalled it in my file. The point that he was trying to make was that the bulging disc that I have is very minor and very common in people my age. “Hey Anne, you’re 50, remember that!” ( I tend to forget because I usually fell like I am 30, not 50. ) The doctor proceeded to test all of my reflexes and range of motion, I PASSED! We talked about how to manage the pain in my neck which came down to strengthening my back and improving my posture…mom? See those small muscles in the middle of the back called Serratus Posterior Superior? Those are the guys I need to strengthen.
There are a number of exercises that I can/should do using bands instead of free weights.
I was instructed to avoid slapping ropes or flipping tires for a while which means I can’t go to my favorite “Mix-Fit” class for a little bit longer, sigh. I can however start running again! [ Insert angelic chorus here.] I will start off short and slow and build back up to where I want to be. Who knows, I may even be able to sneak in another 5K this year 😉 HEY, You should come too!
I will continue to keep my ice pack at the ready just in case!
I had the opportunity to join two good friends, Sandy and Bonni, for lunch earlier this week. We were reminiscing about a time when we had all worked together. As the conversation progressed I realized that we were only talking about all of the fun and laughs that we had. Of course this got us laughing again! Bonni and I sat near each other at work and frequently would only need to exchange a look that made us burst out laughing….not chuckling, LAUGHING. Sandy has an infectious laugh, I DARE you not to laugh right along with her.
I am so thankful to have friends like Sandy and Bonni. Was everyday a laugh-riot? Absolutely not. Did we reminisce about the bad/angry/sad/lousy times? No way! What’s the point? I walked away from that luncheon thinking “I can’t wait to see those guys again”. THAT is the point! Wouldn’t we all rather smile and laugh and truly enjoy being with our friends? After all, Laughter is the best medicine 🙂
In other news, I updated my sock wardrobe!
BUNNYMASTER this week:
Do you have one or more friends that you know you can always count on for a good laugh?
Do you keep a bag of frozen peas just for bumps and bruises?
This is a picture of what an “open” MRI machine looks like.
Here’s the thing! It did not feel open in the least! I realize that this may have been because they were imaging my neck which had to be kept immobile, but a little heads up would have been nice…..pun intended. I had two big, fat square cushions on either side of my head, sort of like a horse with blinders on. Then there was what I can only describe as a roll cage that spanned from cushion to cushion over my face. I had a maximum 1 inch clearance between my face and the “roll cage” and then less than an inch from the “roll cage” to the machine. Again, this probably had a lot to do with the location of my scans.
Let’s start at the beginning shall we? I showed up at the imaging center super early even by my standards (I am always ridiculously early, don’t stop me, that’s how I roll.). I got checked in and settled in front of the television in the waiting area. There was a really interesting show on about Lions. Surprisingly I was called in after only a few minutes. I was led to a closet changing room which was only approximately 4X4 feet. I changed, locked up my belongings, opened the curtain and sat down in the changing cell as instructed. Then I waited, and waited, and waited…..30 minutes later! Are you KIDDING me?! This is one of my pet peeves, don’t call me until you are ready for me. I could have been watching lions but noooooooooo I was watching the walls instead. Ahem, sorry, I digress. When I was finally brought into the MRI room I had to surrender my glasses….begin elevated heart rate. I put in ear plugs and got settled on the table. Brian, the technician gave me a call button and explained that when I heard the “LOUD” noises I was NOT TO MOVE, not even to swallow or take a deep breath. Really Brian? I know we just met but I am the queen of the fidgets. OK fine, I’ll behave, let’s just get it done. It was somewhere in Brian’s instructions that he let me know that it was going to take about 25 minutes, geeesh! Okay,okay! They slid me into the machine (que elevation of heart rate) and Brian told me that it would be easier if I closed my eyes. Easier huh? Then Brian’s disembodied voice (very faint, remember the earplugs?) was telling me that the first scan would take about three and a half minutes, which meant DON’T MOVE. You have probably heard that MRI’s are loud….yeah, that’s an understatement. The weirdest part about the noise is that no two scans sound alike. As it turns out they all took about three and a half minutes but one sounded like a steady banging, one was a steady swirly whirring, another one had me picturing the natives on Gilligan’s Island having a drum off, and the last one felt and sounded like I was on a shake machine. Wild!
So I made it! It was an experience for sure and I came away with a headache and feeling overall exhausted (probably the anxiety) but I am glad I got it done. Now I just have to wait for my doctor to call with the results. Sigh…more waiting.
A few images from the weekend.
Sunday was National Ice Cream day so Jenn took my picture with this sign at The Cruisin Café.
This deal was happening next to Jenn’s driveway, I thought it looked interesting.
When I got to work Monday morning we had no lights for about 30 minutes.
Maria and Jan were in Florida last week and they brought me back this beautiful glass paperweight.
First and most important, Sunday is National Ice Cream day….are you prepared?
Have you ever felt particularly anxious? As I type this I am waiting for a call back from my doctor. My fear? He is going to tell me that I need an MRI. Yup, you guessed it, claustrophobic! At the same time I am almost hoping he tells me to get an MRI TODAY. I want to know what is causing my neck pain once and for all! Suck it up Buttercup, get it done!
Google defines anxiety as:
a feeling of worry, nervousness, or unease, typically about an imminent event or something with an uncertain outcome.
Knowing why I am feeling anxious sometimes helps me to get through it. Sometimes not. Sometimes just having a timeline does the trick for me. For instance, if I do need an MRI you can be sure I will ask how long it is expected to take. Although that can backfire too. If I am told 20 minutes and I am still in the tube 25 minutes later I guarantee my heart rate will be increasing. That said, if there is someone talking to me the whole time and telling me what is happening all the way through, that will help to calm my nerves considerably.
Jump forward two days and I have been back to the doctor who HAS told me to get an MRI. On the plus side, I will be able to go to the fancy schmancy “Open MRI” facility in Bloomfield, whew! I will be sure to tell you all about it.
I opened my training log to a random week and took a picture for you.
Then I took a picture of this week.
Having all of this downtime has given me a lot of time to whine think about my goals, both old and new. As you know I successfully completed my first 10K road race this year. Do I want to run another one? Absolutely! Goal # 1: Run another 10K. Do I want to run only 10K’s from now on? No Way! Last weekend when I had to pull out of the “Red Dress Run” I thought it wouldn’t bother me because I have run it more than once already. I was wrong! As it turns out, it bothered me a LOT! Goal # 2: Run the “Red Dress Run” in 2016. What about increasing my distance? You know it! How about a HALF Marathon? I think so! Goal # 3: Run either “Mystic” or “Surftown” Half Marathon in 2016….or BOTH! Is that it? Maybe, maybe not. I would like to increase my pace (speed) but am not sure about putting that on the tangible Goal List just yet. That may just have to wait for 2017 😉
Monday was Dana’s Birthday so we all took her out to eat at “Blue Plate Kitchen” in West Hartford. I enjoyed a lobster roll with BIG chunks of lobster, it was yummy!
When I was conducting interviews for “Bunny of the Week” this week Felix pulled up a chair wearing his super cute long pants…how could I resist?
Earlier this week I had a conversation with some folks about first jobs. Mine was working for a needlepoint company who my Mom designed and painted for. There were 6 or 8 women who hand painted designs on needlepoint canvas to be sold in boutiques and at trunk shows. My job was to cut the large, heavy rolls of canvas down to size. I was asked if that job was as lousy as it sounded. On the contrary I really liked it! I was able to work from home in front of the TV. I made my own hours and I was only 14 earning some scratch, nothing wrong with that!
I think my Mom really liked her job as well because she ended up going into business for herself with her own designs. She was such an incredible artist.
I continued to cut her canvas and even got to trace the designs from the paper to the canvas for her. Beats babysitting any day! But that’s just me 🙂
Melinda sent me a text on Friday to let me know it was National Pina Colada day! Shoot, I could have taken the day off to celebrate. A little heads up next time please!
Friday is the day that I go to “Just Results” and step on the scale. Aside from getting to visit with Lori and Sue the appointment is really nothing that I look forward to with glee. This week having been predominately sedentary I was pretty apprehensive about stepping on that scale. How in the world I managed to lose half a pound is beyond me, but hey, it’s the right direction so I’ll take it! YAY!
Jenn held her second annual BBQ/Firepit/Sing-a-long on Saturday. I exaggerate about the singing, although we did sing “Happy Birthday” to Dana!
As always it was a blast!
What was your first job? Did you love it?/Hate it?/ Tolerate it?
Have you been to any BBQ/Firepit/Sing-a-longs yet this year?
I have never considered myself an athlete, or anything even resembling one. I was always the bookworm/ couch potato. Now that I am on moderate duty where exercise is concerned I am starting to think that maybe, just maybe I have become an athlete in my own right…or mind anyway.
I am feeling extremely out of sorts from the “forced downtime” that I have had lately. For the past three or four years I have been diligent about working out at least three or four times per week. This time of year that number usually escalates to five or six times per week. I can count on one hand the number of times that I have worked out in the past MONTH! I am at a loss. On the days that I don’t have physical therapy I find myself seriously missing my workouts. Not only the workouts but my friends at the gym too! The lack of physical exercise has messed with my sleep as well. Honestly, I cannot wait to get back to a full workout schedule….did I say that? Yes I did!!!
Lately all I want to do is curl up with a good book. This problem with my neck is really taking it’s toll on my psyche. Sara, my Physical Therapist has told me that I am ok to run or ride a bike. I have tried running a couple of times on both the sidewalk and the treadmill. Both times felt sort of okay while I was doing it but afterwards the pain returned in a hurry. I had planned to push through and run the “Red Dress Run” this weekend but I have changed my mind. As much as I want to run a race with pacers (pacers keep to specified speeds ie; 10 minute mile, 8 minute mile, etc. and they are unheard of for a 5K!) I want to get my neck in order even more. The jarring motion that happens while running is not helping in this endeavor. While there is less jarring on a bike, just the thought of riding a street bike and holding my head up brings tears to my eyes. I need to find a spin class pronto! (….and maybe a hot tub!)
If you follow me on facebook then you know that Tuesday was “National Chocolate Day”. I believe that EVERY day should be national chocolate day but maybe that’s just me. I myself celebrated with a Reeses! I have not had one of these in such a long time, it was an emotional reunion.
Lefty politely asked if he could be “Bunny of the Week” this week. Of course!! He is the best one after all 😉
Have you ever been “benched” due to injury? How did you get through?
Did you celebrate National Chocolate Day? More than once?