I’ve been mentally away from this blog a while now. I’ve been posting, I just haven’t been posting about running. I’ve been posting about nothingness, really. Not to say that I haven’t been running, because I have, or at least I’ve been trying, but to be honest, this past injury combined with the dental work I’ve had has been tough go around. I’m trying really hard not to do the “woe is Susan” bit here, but really, woe is Susan. Woe is the also known as Squishy Susan.
I’ve had a few good days of running here and there but it doesn’t last long; I keep telling myself that tomorrow’s run will be better, but most of the time it never is. I am not handling my anxiety about this situation well, one minute I’m fine, the next I’m in a panic about the marathon that is only 106 days away. I know I can finish, and I plan on it being my fastest, but I need to start feeling better soon. I must.
The aches and pains come and go and I’ve found some triggers and I’m trying hard to work around them. I’m really mad at myself because I don’t really have a back-up exercise. I like to run and that’s about it. I’ve done a bit of water aerobic stuff, some lifting and a lot of walking but I don’t really feel like it’s making too much of a difference cardio-wise. I start my plyometric leg torture on July 7th and that will continue twice a week until the Chicago marathon. I’m looking forward to the torture, it’ll be hard, but I’m up for the challenge. Let’s hope my body is as well.