Tuesday, July 27, 2010

One of Those Days

You ever have one of those days?  One of those weeks?  One of those workouts?  You know the ones, where the hits keep coming, and the bad stuff seems to just keep getting worse.  And you wonder if it will ever end.  Yeah.  I had one of those days.  One of those weeks.  And, one of those workouts.  
It started last week.  Or maybe two weeks ago.  All I know is that all of a sudden I had heel pain.  Oh no.  Not heel pain.  Not plantar fasciatis.  No please God no.  Not that.  I had it 10 years ago and I may have ignored it for quite a while back then.  But I do know that I quit running for 6 months to get rid of it.  6 months.  As in an eternity.  I ran pain free at Boulder Peak (yes, race report is delayed and coming soon) and was pain free for a couple of days afterwards.  But then it started.  How did this happen?  I convinced myself it wasn’t PF, after all, I didn’t have the typical mid-heel, bottom of the foot pain.  And I woke up in the morning feeling great, not the usual heel so stiff you can hardly walk stuff.  So I tried jogging/running a couple of times.  And it got worse.  Crapity Crap Crap Crap.  What did I do?  Did I forget to change my shoes?  Hard to believe but that may have been the cause (surprising with my shoe habit I know).  
I went to the Doc (thanks dr. Stull) on Friday and he confirmed the PF diagnosis.  And the treatment?  No running for 10 days.  Huh.  Of all the things I should be laying off right now.....running isn’t one of them.  OK.  Fine.  I’ll do it.  I’ll be a good girl and ice and not run and be positive.  
All was going well for 24 hours until my daughter’s birthday party on Saturday at the bouncy castle thingy place.  My buddy Tyler challenged me to a race.  Yippee, a race!!!  Yes Yes Yes, Pick me Pick me!!  I’m such a sucker, he knows I would never turn down a race!!!  First time through the obstacle course I crushed him.  Ok, I beat him by about an inch.  So, he challenged me to a second time through.  Oh why oh why did I say yes???  We started and I flung myself through the course.  Until my toes on my other (i.e. formerly good) foot got caught underneath my foot and my body weight came crushing down on those poor suckers.  OUCH!!!  I knew immediately that I had screwed it up.  Great.  It immediately started to swell and within 3 hours I was unable to walk.  As I lay on the couch in my misery Saturday night, I figured I was done with my season. There would be a cast and pretty much no way I could recover for Ironman.  F**K.  
But wait, there is a long ride with PIC and CV and Ang the next day in Boulder!  A grind fest to Ward and back.....oh no way I’m missing this.  So I went to bed and hoped for the best.  The next day it was ugly.  But the good thing?  I didn’t even notice the PF!!  I took Advil and iced.  And then I decided to see if I could stuff the swollen foot in my riding shoe......Yep.  It’s in. Phew.  Not much room at all.  Actually no more room in the shoe but then I got on my bike for a test and with the stiff riding shoe, the foot was A-OK.  I was going to Boulder.  
Advil is a wonder drug.  Really.  I rarely take the stuff, but when I do?  LOVE IT!!!  The ride was absolutely awesome.  Lots of grinding big gear stuff up the canyon to Ward,  Then back down to 36, turnaround and back up to Jamestown.  FUN!  And the real treat?  Oh Yeah.  My first experience with SuperJames.  Holy Moly that is tough.  And my foot held up just fine. Actually, both feet were great!  Until the Advil wore off 5 hours into the ride.  Those little gel caps though go to work right away and by 5:20 I was good to go!  6 hours and 91 miles later I was so happy to have made my way up to Boulder.  
So that’s the good.  I’m trying to keep a good attitude.  I’m trying to be positive.  But when I saw my favorite Chiro/PT (Dr. Ken at Active Care) today, Lori said it best......You’re not running??? (very serious look on her face)  How are you doing???  Me:  Hysterical laughter.......I’m hanging in there!!  
What did I need today?  A good workout!!  I had a tough (read: long) swim this morning and an even tougher bike I wanted/needed/had to do this afternoon.  I got a later start than I’m used to and I rode exactly where I didn’t want to but I figured I could tough it out.  Plus I didn’t want to drive an hour in traffic to get to the place I figured would be perfect for the ride.  So laps at Cherry Creek Rez it was.  As soon as I left, I noticed the wind.  It.Was.Howling.  Crap.  But I also thought that it would help me make my watts goal for the ride into the wind.  I knew it would be tough when the wind was at my back but OK, I’m in.  But as soon as I started on the road in the Rez I was miserable.  All of those obnoxious seams and bumps.  It was relentless.  Grrr.  I thought I could fight through it.  But I couldn’t for the life of me get my watts or my heart rate where it should have been for the workout.  Grrrr.  Bumpity bump bump bump.  I also noticed that I was really not liking my saddle much either.  How do you know when you need a new one??  anywho, this was not how I wanted this workout to go!  Another bump.  Grrrr.  And then I realized I just didn’t have “it” for this workout.  And that bummed me out.  And then a car insisted on getting around me (I was kinda all over the road due to the wind) and once it was around me immediatly stopped and pulled into a parking space.  Right in front of me.  Heads UP ASSHOLE.  I was angry.  I just needed to end this ride and go home.  And then one of those stupid bumps bumped my power meter CPU right off of my handle bars and it went sliding across the road.  FUCK.  Now, of course, the darn thing isn’t working right.  I know I need to upgrade the power wheel and get the Garmin Edge 500 but right now is just not the time to dole out that kind of $$$$$.  
So, I am home now and a good dinner in my belly.  It’s time to start icing both feet.  Oh.  Not where I want to be right now!  But I will put this week behind me.  I will put that workout behind me.  I will put this day behind me.  My sprained foot is much better (but really ugly!!!) and I’m off the Advil.  My PF seems to be getting much better too.  I have another swim and bike tomorrow and I know I will have a good day.  Tomorrow will be better.  Right???  Right????

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Weekend of Fun

The family is in Glenwood Springs for the weekend and the girls are just plain wearing us/me out!  We were hoping to escape the 100++ degree heat in Denver but it has been 95 here in Glenwood.  No worries, we spent yesterday at the Caverns (an adventure park) and today at the pool.  A quick nap break now and we'll head back to the pools for an evening swim.

We started in with the girls holding guns (???) with Doc Holliday and the Sundance Kid

I had the "husband management kit"(knife and handcuffs)
Charlotte has skills on the rock climbing wall

The alpine coaster!!

The Cave tour (a cool cool 52 degrees inside!!)

A view of the Canyon

150 feet down into the cave (gulp!)
Clearly, Isabelle is good with being underground

The swing of death Canyon Swing

Watch this of the swing of death Canyon Swing (Michael and Isabelle were on this one, Charlotte is still too small and she wasn't happy about it)

There was a fire which made for a beautiful sunset

The water slide of doom!!!

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Decisions Decisions

It's decision time.  Although it appears as though my race schedule is "set" through Ironman Arizona, it actually is not.  I have not gone through the sign-up process for Worlds and Nationals.

Here's the scoop.....Worlds would be an alone trip.  That's right, I'll head to Budapest without friends or family.  Which really isn't a big deal.  Or maybe it is.  Heck, I backpacked through Europe as an 18 year old for a couple of weeks on my own after I decided to "go my own way" in Switzerland.  But, it was lonely at times in Spain.  And France.  And I did miss my friends and wanted to go home after a week.  Was it a good experience?  YES.  Would it have been better with friends/companions/family.  YES.

Me, Sonja and Beth at Opening Ceremonies in Australia

And I keep having this vision - well a memory combined with a vision.  Of crossing the finish line at Worlds in Australia and having my family there.  And my training and traveling peeps.  It was an amazing experience.  So my race wasn't stellar.  But my experience was.  And I will always remember that.  So what would it be like in Budapest?  Crossing the finish line without my friends and family?  That is the vision that is stalling me.  That is the one that is making me quite hesitant about committing to the trip.  Sure, I can usually make friends and be social but on my own?  I can sometimes be, well if you must know, shy.  Shocking to some but it is true.  I am comfortable around my friends and training partners.  And I can usually meet new people and hit it off without a problem.  But there are other times when I take the easy way out.....head to the hotel room.  Make quick appearances and disappear.  And it would really suck if that is what happened in Budapest
After the race with PIC and my dad in the background

Here are the decisions I need to make.  And I need to make them by Tuesday - the day that the registration payment is due for Worlds.

a)  stick with the original plan (although the original plan was to go with friends) and go to Budapest, a city I would LOVE to visit, and compete with those feisty Europeans.  And a mere two weeks later head to Tuscaloosa for Nationals, a race I really enjoyed last year.  With my peeps.

b) head to Worlds, blow off Nationals and have a great training block before Ironman.

c) blow off Worlds, race Nationals and see if I can get a spot to China in 2011.  Even though I doubt I'd go to China (I don't have anything against China but I am not thrilled by the prospect of racing there....)

d) take up knitting.  I might just do this anyway.

Tick tock tick tock......decision time coming.  My head knows what to do.  My heart has other ideas.  They need to mesh before long.  Anyone have any other thoughts??