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A Wise Man Once Said…

23 Feb

So, I’ve really sucked big time at blogging lately.  (No, that’s not what the wise man said.  I’ll get to that.)

I mean, I blogged about farts last time.  Granted, it was relevant because I was in spin class, which contributes to my Sweaty Life– the overarching subject of this blog.  But it was still basically a blog about how gross spinfarts are.  Yeesh.  (But thanks for the new vocab word, Kimra!)

My foot is still not good.  I’m still going to physical therapy twice a week.  Still wearing the boot to bed, doing PT exercises at home, wearing supportive shoe inserts, not running, BLAH BLAH BLAHHHHHH.   It’s now been 6 weeks since I ran at all (running for the train notwithstanding.)  It’s been 72 days since I got my PF diagnosis and I cut back severely on my mileage.  Not that I’m counting…

Yeah. I've put this pic up a few times before. I am here to tell you that sleeping in this thing is not fun. I tend to wake up about 3 hours later and take it off because I can't take it any longer.

I’m frustrated that, as I’ve mentioned a few times, the one decent substitute I can find for running is spinning, which costs a damn fortune.  I’m frustrated that I am doing something I enjoy LESS than my favorite, beloved exercise and yet spending much, much more money on it and getting much, much less sleep.  I have been getting up 3-4 days a week at 5 AM in order to catch the 5:30 train to Manhattan and jet on up to 67th and Third Ave for the 6 AM Flywheel class.   Waking up routinely at 5 AM is not what I consider “fun.”  Especially when I know waking up at 5 AM and RUNNING would get a decent amount of mileage in.  But getting to spin requires travel time.  Also, I’ve been getting ready at work in the mornings, which isn’t my favorite.  I recognize that I am definitely lucky that I have showers here, but I’d still much prefer to get ready at home.

Basically, not running (still) sucks.

BUT.  As a wise man once said, “Life ain’t a track meet — it’s a marathon!”

Yeah. The wise man is Ice Cube. And "You Can Do It" is one of my favorite rap songs of all time. Up there with "Juicy."

Whenever I’ve had tough times in the past, I’ve tried to remind myself that life is long (at least, I hope it is!) and that “this thing” (whatever the thing was at the time) is only temporary and will be a blip on the radar some day.  Like, “Oh, haha, remember when that happened?  That sucked!”

For all the other tough times, it’s been mostly true.  And I keep telling myself that the same will hold true for this.  One day (soon?!?!?!?  I hope!!!!!?????) when I’m back to running, I’ll be like, “Oh man, plantar fasciitis is a b*tch!  I dealt with that once!”

Now, I just need to stop reading the injury forum on Runners World, where there is a lot of doom-and-gloom anecdotal info on PF and focus instead on my physical therapist, who says that the only people who don’t recover well are the ones who refuse to stop running.  Everyone is WELL AWARE I am not running, so… as another wise man once said, “the waiting is the hardest part.”

Even though you are pretty fug, I love you a lot, Tom Petty

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Tattoo You

7 Feb

It’s the name of an album by my favorite band.  It’s also somewhat relevant to a portion of this post.

So, I had a fun weekend in DC with T during which I got zero runs in (which is sad, especially since DC is such a fun city to run in.)

And I got a hell of a lot of these in:

Oh Bell's Two Hearted, I heart you so much. But sometimes you don't heart me back...

And that rendered me pretty miserable on Sunday.  Oops.

But one good thing that we DID do on Sunday was hit up this fun little running store we stumbled upon!  It’s called Metro Run & Walk and it’s in Springfield, Virginia.  We may or may not have found ourselves in the neighborhood because we went out of our way to find a certain restaurant to soothe our hungovered-ness in shame style.  That restaurant may or may not rhyme with “slob heavens.”  Ahem.  Anyhow…

Methinks our pilgrimage to good ole Bobby’s was meant to be, since this little store was so awesome!  It’s small and family-owned and chock-full of great stuff and they were really friendly and helpful in there.  I urge anyone who finds oneself in the DC area to check it out!  T was in the market for some running shoes and the shoe expert there gave him lots of attention and helped him pick out a pair of Saucony Mirages.

I, meantime, was enthralled with the entire WALL of OTC orthotics for my barkin’ dog.  Over the course of the past 65 days, (but who’s counting???) I’ve ordered a ton of inserts and orthotics online, and everything I’ve tried was on this wall, (by the biggies– Spenco and Powerfeet) and then some!  I bought an orthotic by Powerstep and wore it in my little ballet flats to work yesterday.  And they felt good!  They look like this:

OK, it depresses me just a bit that I am now so well-versed on this crap, but I like to think that someday when I’m all recovered and running again, all of this will provide a useful reference for other runners who will no doubt experience this b*tch of an injury  (Not that I wish it upon ANYONE!)

Anyhow, I also bought one of these

I’m not sure if it’s helping all that much, but I’ve been rolling the hell out out of my foot and it kind of gives me that “hurts so good” feeling, akin to that of a foam roller.

Finally, on a much more positive and much less depressing note, I got one of these!  A PACE TAT:

YEAH BABY!

A few things to be noted here.  First of all, THEY MAKE PACE TATTOOS?!?!?!  How did I never know this?  This is the coolest thing ever!  When I ran Columbus this past fall (the only marathon I’ve run with a pace band) I had the thing taped to my cell phone and it looked ridic and was kind of cumbersome.  And it was pretty shredded by mile 21.

Secondly, yes if you’re real good at reading backward, you will see that this is a 3:30 pace tattoo.  I’ve said before and I’ll say again that I definitely want to a run a 3:30 marathon this year (or at least a sub-3:35, but the closer to 3:30, the better, to ensure entry to Boston.)  As I’ve acknowledged before, this is a lofty goal for me, but one I think I can achieve… at least with a proper amount of training.  And that is where it is sadly out of my hands.  Because there is only so much I can do for this PF and I’m pretty sure I’m doing it all.  Have I mentioned that I have plantar fasciitis and it sucks?  Just checking.

Anyhow, so my foot is hurting today.  BOOOOO.  But I have PT this evening, so that should make me feel better.  Also, I got up at 5 AM this morning for a 6 AM Flywheel class on the UES and I think I deserve some props for that.  This is an extremely poor-quality and blurry picture I took with my Blackberry when I was leaving my apartment to grab the train this morning.   The glowing orb furthest to the left in the pic is the MOON.

I also want you to take note, past UES running buddies, that I can and will gladly get out of bed early in the morning and make the trip to the UES for fitness purposes.  Please remember this when I am recovered and running again.

Which I hope is soon.

W’sup with you?  Ever had Bell’s Two-Hearted?  What’s your favorite beer?  Ever seen or used a pace tattoo?  When will my PF GOOO AWAYYY?  (I realize no one knows the answer to the last one, but I’m posing the question anyway since it’s always on my mind.)

Surf City, Here We (Don’t) Come!

1 Feb

So, I felt a stab of sadness when this email arrived in my inbox yesterday.

Yeah, I’m still signed up for this race, since I already canceled my entry and deferred LAST YEAR (due to, as mentioned in previous posts, a family member’s hospitalization.)  Surf City was awesome to let me defer for one year, but I didn’t want to push my luck a second year.  So if anyone is interested in running in my place, it’s all paid for and stuff.  You even get a sweet medal, for those of you who are into that sort of thing. 😉  (Check out this post from one of my favorite blogs if you want to read about the argument for and against medals.  I never even knew such an argument existed!)

The medal that, for the second year in a row, eludes me. Sniff Sniff.

Anyhow… yesterday, I got straight up pi$$ed.  Like, so pi$$ed, I had to go into the bathroom at work and calm myself down because I really wanted to throw things and punch things.  For those of you who don’t know me, this is not normal Katie behavior.  I am generally pretty chill.  But my foot was hurting and I could not, for the life of me, figure out WHYYYYYY.  I haven’t run in nearly 3 weeks.  I hadn’t even done any exercise at all since I ellipticalled it up on Friday evening.  I was wearing comfy, low-heeled boots with arch-supporting inserts.  I WAS DOING MY EXERCISES.  SLEEPING IN MY BOOT.  All that nonsense.

I informed my PT about my aching foot and my general frustration yesterday evening.  (I used the word “frustrated,” because “straight up pi$$ed and wanting to punch things” makes me sound slightly psychotic– but then again, I’m posting it here on the Internet for all the world to see, so I’m not sure why I bothered editing myself.)  Anyhow, he said that sometimes the stretching and stuff can activate the issue and thus, cause a flare-up.  And that the road to recovery isn’t a smooth, continual upswing, but more of a bumpy road.  This was a relief to hear.  I also asked him if he had seen other runners with this issue fully recover and go back to running like they did before.  He said that he had, and that the runners who have an issue recovering are the ones that refuse to stop running.  To which I replied I thought I should get lots of points for actually stopping running, when it was the last thing I wanted to do!

So… that’s the latest on the foot.  I have a date in my head that I’d like to be running by:  March 13.  That is the day that the spring session of the NYRR class that I took for a year and a half straight begins.  I had to drop out in the middle of the fall session (which wrapped up in mid-Dec) and bow out of the winter session that is currently going on.  And I have really missed that Tuesday night class.  I’m a bit of a sucker for routines and I feel a bit adrift not having the class to attend each week.  Anyhow, March 13th will also be MORE THAN 3 MONTHS since I got the PF diagnosis and for Pete’s sake, that’s a long-a$$ time!!!!!!!!!!!!

Last night after PT, I did something new:  I went to Flywheel!  My very good friend Cookie has been going for a while and talked me into attending a class with her.  Prior to last night, my only experience with spinning had been at my un-fancy gym.  So I never really understood why people raved about what a great and intense workout spinning was.  The runner-snob in me kind of internally snubbed my nose at them, thinking, “What.Ever.  Spinning is not a workout like running is a workout.”

But WOW.  That is not the case at ALL at Flywheel!  The hour-long class was tough and intense and I was dripping sweat by the time it ended.  I LOVED IT.  I mean, my first love will always be running, but while running is breaking my heart, spinning is an OK second choice!  I was a bit intimidated by Flywheel, since it’s fancy and kinda expensive, ($30/session) but everyone was super nice and helpful.  I’m definitely going to lose a lot of money on this, but at least it will be money well spent!  Last night, T commented that he hadn’t seen me so upbeat in, well, a very long time.

What’s up with you guys?  What are thoughts on spinning?  Ever tried Flywheel?  Or Soulcycle?  What are other good studios?  I have a Groupon for 3 classes at The Studio that I’ve been putting off using been hoarding away had for a while, and now I’m kinda looking forward to giving this place a “spin.”  (Har har har.)

Have a fantastic Wednesday!