Showing posts with label running. Show all posts
Showing posts with label running. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Asthma

The summer of 2000 was one of the most humid northern Virginia had seen for years at that time. It was so thick, you could see a haze, as well as millions of black specks of mosquitoes. My family had just moved from San Diego because my dad got transferred to the military base in D.C. Needless to say, it was a little difficult that first summer exchanging dry heat to wet heat.

My younger sister and I both contracted bronchitis that summer. But, we both jumped right into sports, as we loved recreational sports. We joined soccer, which was by far the most popular of the area. Eventually, our bronchitis cleared up, but it left me with a permanent effect.

Now, I have always had seasonal allergies. When spring and fall come around, I get stuffy. In Virginia during the spring, sometimes the pollen was so bad, there was literally a yellow layer on the ground. My eyes burned, my hose was stuffed, my throat was sore.

However, during soccer, which was played during fall and spring, there were a few times that I had to take a knee because I literally couldn't catch my breath--and I was super fit. I'd sub out, take a few minutes to breath, then I'd be ready to pop back in. During P.E., while running laps, I could easily keep pace with my athletic friends, but I couldn't hear them breath. Meanwhile, I was very loud while trying to keep my breath and running. I wasn't going over my speed or anything. And then, I'd cough most of the day afterward.


In high school, I started to guess if I had asthma. But, it wasn't like what you typically saw on TV. And, because of my seasonal allergies, my family just thought that was the case. And, it did get a little better once I moved to Provo, Utah for school. But, it came with it's own problems--I was at a much higher altitude with thinner, dryer air. And, in the winter, there is inversion (the winter clouds create a green house effect in the valley so pollution stays in the air and doesn't clear out until it rains or snows...it makes cold, dry winters very stale) which affects me pretty badly. Sometimes, I can't even go outside because of how bad the air quality is.

My dad was a marathon runner and he trains often and has a pretty good pace. He was also in the Marine Corps, so he was definitely in good shape with good cardiovascular system. But, he would always cough all day after a long run as well.

Justin has a generic non-prescribed inhaler due to a time that one medication gave him the side effect of a swollen throat. I've used it once or twice during spring and summer or after a long run or during a panic attack. But, I never thought I needed one of my own. Again, I did believe I had asthma, but it wasn't like what you typically thought of asthma.

Throughout the past year, Rhys has developed eczema pretty badly a few times. During one of his baby well-check ups, I mentioned it to my pediatrician. Now, my mom has eczema, and my arms get pretty bumpy, a little red, and dry sometimes, but Rhys looked like he had rashes all over. My pediatrician said that it was genetic. And that eczema, allergies (hay fever), and asthma were all different entities of the same issue. They are all different manifestations, but related to each other. And, if one was present in both child and parent, but parent had more than one, it is likely that the child will develop others. I then mentioned to him about my breathing and hypothetical case of asthma (I also had a very bad, long lasting--like 6 months--upper respiratory infection/chronic bronchitis early this year) and he told me flat out it was asthma. But, since I was active and my "attacks" typically only happened with panic attacks, colds, or after strenuous activity, he prescribed me a low-key inhaler.

As per his instruction, I take before I go on runs. And let me tell you. I have never thought that you could breath so clearly while running. I never thought that your breathing could be so silent when you finish. I haven't coughed after a run since I started taking my inhaler. I am so grateful for it. But, I am also so very grateful that it isn't as bad as it could be. I've had students with asthma so bad that they weren't allowed outside during recess during the winter sometimes. I am so grateful that I can still do my typical athletic routines.

But, I also now know to keep an eye out for Rhys since he might develop asthma as well.

So, there you have it. No real moral or lesson to this post. I'm just putting down my experience with asthma, and I'm not really sure how to end this post....

I'm Tayler, and I have asthma, but I don't let it define me. There. The End.

Do you have asthma? How has it affected you?

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Get Fit Thursdays // Fitness Links

This week, I've decided to give you links to all the fitness posts I've ever done!

Get Fit Thursday Plan and Goals
My Health Story
Workout Fashion
Tips for Running with a Stroller
Workout Games
Workout Routines
Meal Planning
Motivation
Ideal Shape Shakes
Dr. Sholl's Active Series Soles
My Running Playlist
Morning Runs
Why I Run
Running Suicides
I Am Beautiful



Th 6/18: "Q&A"--where are you since day 1, and ask us 3 whatever relevant question you want!
Th 6/23: "Results"--we'll answer your questions and you give us final results!

Read my other posts in the Get Fit Thursday series!

What other tips do you have for mommy runners?

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Get Fit Thursdays // Running with a Baby

I love running! While in college, I did it all the time. But, it got harder the more "grown-up" I was. My first year out of college was also my first year of teaching...I was busy out of the wazoo. But, thankfully, I had less than a 10 minute commute and was still able to run a few times a week. Then, my 2nd year, I switched schools (this time, 50 minutes away!) and was teaching a new subject. I didn't know what free time was anymore! I also got pregnant...so what I could and couldn't do was limited. Well, we moved closer to where I teach (now a 15 minute commute), and now my son is almost 10 months old!

As soon as I was given the 6-week okay, I started working out again. Typically, I'd go running, which was very hard since we lived in a hilly area, I was still super week, and my newborn didn't like being outside in the stroller for very long. This was how it was for a few months, but I did my best to stick with it. Then, it got cold. And there was no way I was going to take my baby boy out to go running in chilly and cold weather. Finally, in the past two months, Utah has gotten warm again, Rhys is older and loves the outdoors, and I have gotten back into running again.

But, running with a baby (running with a stroller!) is far different than running by your lonesome. So, I have some tips for you new moms who want to get back into running!

I loved running by myself before I had a baby. Now, I love having a running buddy every day. But, running with a baby in a jogging stroller is quite different! Here are some tips to help!

1) Make sure your running stroller's front wheel is tightened before each run!
This can be a hassle, definitely, but I've had issues with my brand-new running stroller's front wheel. Sometimes, it'll come loose, and wobble as I run. This causes the entire stroller to shake and quake and it is hard to steer. Rhys doesn't mind it too much as an almost-10-month-old, but it's rough for smaller babies!

2) Always bring a blanket for baby!
Whether it is chilly spring or hot summer, bring a blanket! I love using thin, light-weight swaddlers as blankets. It helps Rhys realize it is calm-time, it'll be there to cuddle if he is getting tired, and it helps his arms if there is a sudden chilly wind.

3) Have snacks, a doll, and a pacy!
Basically, have most of your diaper bag in the stroller. All of these will help make the ride more enjoyable for baby. I clip the pacy on him (we've had too many times of it being sneezed out, landing on the sidewalk, and not finding it until our return lap). Baby will also be entertained and won't complain about being hungry!

4) Do not turn your iPod music up all the way!
You won't really be able to hear your baby if they start to fuss. I can't run without music, but I want to make sure I am paying attention to Rhys.

5) Know your path!
While in college, I loved going out the door and not knowing where I was headed on my run. Sometimes, my runs would be shorter or longer as a result and it was always nice to explore new places. But, since you have a baby tagging along, make sure you are familiar with your route, or at least know the distance or time it will take.

6) Plan WHEN you want to go!
If you prefer your baby staying up, go long before nap time. If you think running will help them sleep, go pretty close to nap time. I've done both, but when I go close to nap time and he falls asleep in the stroller, I can't move him out or he'll wake up! So, weigh the pros and cons.

and most importantly...

7) Be flexible!
Stop when they drop a paci or a toy. Make sure the sun isn't in their eyes and that they are warm enough. Rhys isn't always calm and patient the entire run (and I like to run for 30-40 minutes...not that long!), so I have to be willing to turn back when he gets fussy. Sometimes, they just want to get out and play. Thankfully, I have a park right next to my house, so we'll stop there and I'll get him out. Then, I'll stretch and do some (an)aerobic exercises while he crawls along and pushes the stroller. Sometimes, I just have to cut it short, take him home, and put him down for a nap, then I'll stretch and do some exercises at home.




Th 5/14: "Workout Fashion"
Th 5/21: I'm going to link to all my previous posts on fitness and healthy lifestyles that I've ever done.
Th 6/18: "Q&A"--where are you since day 1, and ask us 3 whatever relevant question you want!
Th 6/23: "Results"--we'll answer your questions and you give us final results!

Read my other posts in the Get Fit Thursday series!

What other tips do you have for mommy runners?

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Get Fit Thursdays // Workout Routines

Today's prompt is on your workout routines. Well, I decided to split it into two different weeks. Today I will talk about my own personal workout routine and next Thursday I will show you some workout games I created!

The biggest thing I do to work out is running. I love running. I never thought I would, but I discovered it's secrets while in college: Why I Run

I typically like running in the morning, and read here for the reason why. However, I also like running in the evenings...something about the sun partly up or down.

So...
1st: Run at least 30 minutes
2nd: Stretch out all major muscle groups
3rd: Curl ups, planks, and other core workouts (small and short reps)
4th: Legs and Arms (wall sit, lunges, weights for the arms) (small and short reps)

While in college, I would typically do this for half the time, the other half, I'd work out at BYU's gym (it was free as a student). I'd switch off between the elliptical, stair machine, bike, and treadmill. Then, I'd do my stretches, and make my way around the different machines. However, I can't really do that anymore... =(

Justin and I tried Daily Burn last week and we liked it. It was fun trying the different levels of difficulty, the different modes of work outs. We also like going for a walk with Rhys between dinner and his bedtime. It's a nice, relaxing, healthy thing to do, especially since our neighborhood is hilly! Justin has also recently installed a pull up bar in our doorway.

So, what about you? What do you like to do to work out?


Today: "Workout Routines"
Th 4/23: Your Choice--make sure it's relevant!
Th 4/30: Your Choice--make sure it's relevant!
Th 5/14: "Workout Fashion"
Th 6/18: "Q&A"--where are you since day 1, and ask us 3 whatever relevant question you want!
Th 6/23: "Results"--we'll answer your questions and you give us final results!

Read my other posts in the Get Fit Thursday series!

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Get Fit Thursdays // Me, Currently

It's Thursday again! That means it's time for another Get Fit Thursday! This week is all about where you are now and your goals.


Thursday, March 26, 2015
Weight: 153 lbs
In 30 minutes of running (no stopping): 2.5 miles
Curl ups (without a break): 30 
Push ups (without a break): 15

Currently, I'm not eating added sugar (dessert, soda, candy, junkfood, etc.), but that'll only last until April...of course, I'll only eat it in moderation. I am trying to eat healthier. Both Justin and I are watching our portion sizes. I trying really hard to make sure we both have fruit and veggies throughout the day.

As of now, I am running with Rhys in the stroller in the morning. We'll go as soon as he has had breakfast, which is around 8-8:30. Then, I'll cool down and work out in the living room for about 15 minutes. These include stretching, curl ups, push ups, planks, lunges, wall sits, jumping jacks, etc. Then put Rhys down for a nap and shower. However, it's been a little colder this past week, and rainy, and I don't want to take Rhys out since he has a little cold. So, I've also gone running by myself in the afternoon while Justin watches Rhys.

I typically have either a slim fast or a bowl of Cheerios with fruit for breakfast. For lunch, I either have a sandwich, hummus and veggies, or leftovers. I'm trying my best to cut out afternoon snacks, but I will typically have cheese or a granola bar. For dinner, we typically have at least one vegetarian meal a week, and we hardly ever eat red meat (more because of the price than the health). I always have a water bottle on me throughout the day.

But, I am really, really disappointed in my workout status right now. Before my pregnancy, I could get 3.5 miles in 35 minutes. Knowing that I've lost an entire mile is so much more disappointing than the amount of curl ups and push ups. The last run I went on, I went to Google Maps to see how far I ran, and (ask my husband) I was so mad that it was only 2.5 miles! That is my goal, to get my old pace back. I mean, I'm running a half marathon in July, so I need that pace back!

Goals for the end of July 2015
Weight: 135 lbs (this goal is for the end of the year!!!)
In 30 minutes of running (no stopping): 3.5 miles
Curl ups (without a break): 50
Push ups (without a break): 50

I'm pretty confident that I can get to these goals, especially since come Memorial Day weekend, I'll have more time because school will be out! Wish me luck!



Today: "Me, Currently"--routine, schedule, workouts, meal plan, what you want to change
Th 4/2: "Motivation"
Th 4/9: "Meal Planning" (for healthy living)
Th 4/16: "Workout Routines"
Th 4/23: Your Choice--make sure it's relevant!
Th 4/30: Your Choice--make sure it's relevant!
Th 5/14: "Workout Fashion"
Th 6/18: "Q&A"--where are you since day 1, and ask us 3 whatever relevant question you want!
Th 6/23: "Results"--we'll answer your questions and you give us final results!

Where are you starting from? What are your goals?


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Thursday, March 19, 2015

Get Fit Thursdays // My Story

I grew up in an active family--we were always involved in at least one sport at a time. Throughout my life, I have played tee ball, softball, basketball, jazz dance, ballet, gymnastics, soccer, field hockey, and volleyball. It was fun, it was social, and it was competitive--all that I loved.



I played soccer so well, I remember one time being told by my recreation soccer league coach that the travel teams were looking to scout me. However, they played on Sundays and it was against my standards to travel and play soccer on Sundays. In volleyball, I was no where as good as I was in soccer. I tried out my freshman year, didn't get on. Sophomore year I transferred and wasn't allowed to try out. But still, I practiced and became manager. Junior year, I tried out, was told I was good enough for JV, but juniors weren't allowed to be on JV. I was head manager and was allowed to practice with the team and go to team camps. Senior year, my tenacity paid off and I got on varsity! But, with always playing sports, having a part-time job, and being an A student, there was no way I was going to do any work outside of practice.

My sister was a freshman at the time and had joined cross country and track (she had also done it in junior high). I thought she was crazy for wanting to run for fun. My dad has always been a marathon runner. There was no way I'd ever want to run 26.2 miles!

All my life, I've been a low-medium weight for my height. Senior year didn't help once volleyball ended and working at an all-you-can-eat buffet in which the workers got free food. I was 5'7" and 150 pounds. Not to shabby. But, was school ended, I didn't like how I felt. I felt greasy, I felt heavy (I was NOT), I felt unfit (because I wasn't playing sports), I was nervous about the "freshman 15" I might add in the fall. So, against my better judgement, I started running. I also decided to work out and watch what I ate and how much.

Again, my tenacity paid off and the habit continued my freshman year of college. By the next summer, I was still 5'7" (obviously) and 132 pounds! I had stagnated at the weight and was more than okay with that because if I had dropped to 130, I would be considered underweight. And there I stayed the rest of my college career, ranging from 132-138 pounds.

My first year of marriage was my first year of teaching. Now, they say that you put on another 15 pounds your first year of marriage. Well, that didn't happen--I was way to stressed and anxious about being a good teacher to put on weight. Instead of eating my stress, I stopped eating (and not intentionally). I hardly touched my lunches and Justin had to sit at the dinner table to make sure I finished my meal. I still ran quite a bit. Not as often as I used to, as I was busy, busy, busy. But, my weight stayed the same.

My second year of marriage, I got a new teaching job, but this one was 50 minutes away and I was teaching a new subject! I got home at around 5pm each day and was exhausted with still cooking, cleaning, planning, and grading to do. My workouts started to drop--although during Labor Day, I participated in my first race (I had never wanted to pay the fee, but this was with my SIL). I ran 4 miles in 38 minutes without training--pretty proud of my cardiovascular system!

Then, in October, I found out I was pregnant. My workouts dropped even more so as my belly and baby got bigger. Rhys was a healthy baby boy growing in me, and I only gained about 30 pounds. I was about 168 pounds at 9 months.  After giving birth, I dropped down to 155. Nursing didn't really help me lose any weight at all because I just didn't produce enough milk and had to stop at 3 months. I waited the 6 weeks for my OB's okay to work out again. But, we had a new house in a new, hilly neighborhood. I had never trained on hills before. Nor had I ever trained with a baby in a running stroller. And, I hadn't run for months! It was excruciating! But, I tried my best and made sure to go every day I could, no matter how much or how far I went. Then, it got cold. There was no way I was going to risk my baby getting sick, no matter how bundled up he was.

Now, it's March again. I am still 155 pounds! But, my goal this March has been to work on my health. We have had a lovely warm spell in Utah this entire month and I have been out running with Rhys in his stroller. When I haven't, I have been doing Daily Burn with Justin, who also wants to get back into shape. I already feel much better. My main goal is to get back to my pace (I'm almost there, just not with hills)(4 miles in 38 minutes) and my pre-pregnacy weight--132. Actually, if I get to 135, I'll be happy. And, now 3 of my SIL's want me to do a half-marathon with them in July before the family reunion. So, technically, I'm "in-training".

Because of this determination to finish getting rid of my pregnancy weight and want to get back into shape and actually start watching what I eat again, I am so glad that Sarah from Coffee & Glitter and Alicia from Being Healthy and Holy are going to work with me! From now until the end of July (my half-marathon!), we will be doing a Get Fit Thursdays Series! We all believe that living a healthy lifestyle is one of the most important things we can do for ourselves.

As Sarah says: "Being fit and healthy in today’s world is imperative. Each and everyday doctors and scientists are finding new issues with obesity and life span due to it. We are in a convenience world and fast food/ going out is king. I want to change that. I want to give people motivation to work out and change or alter their lifestyles. I want to help people by providing them real life stories, real quick and easy recipes and by being an example to my family, friends, and readers. I want to do this with you!"


So, I invite you to join with us! The schedule will be:
Today: Your Story
Th 3/26: "Me, Currently"--routine, schedule, workouts, meal plan, what you want to change
Th 4/2: "Motivation"
Th 4/9: "Meal Planning" (for healthy living)
Th 4/16: "Workout Routines"
Th 4/23: Your Choice--make sure it's relevant!
Th 4/30: Your Choice--make sure it's relevant!
Th 5/14: "Workout Fashion"
Th 6/18: "Q&A"--where are you since day 1, and ask us 3 whatever relevant question you want!
Th 6/23: "Results"--we'll answer your questions and you give us final results!

So, who's with us?


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Sunday, October 13, 2013

Look at Me! I Was on Wipeout...well, not really.

My family is a huge fan of Wipeout, the obstacle course television series. Justin also loves it. So, when I saw this ad for a 5K, I knew I had to sign us up!


The Hit and Run 5K

This was a very fun 5K. 
We got up on Saturday and dressed warmly. It was pretty cold in the morning, but we wanted to keep our warm clothes as dry clothes when we were done. We shivered as we waited to run. 

My parents came and recorded our run!
These videos are out of order, but they show the fun that we had and our hilarious moments!

This was a balancing run. Just like they have on Ninja Warrior. But, Justin and I both fell after the second step.

Justin got stuck after the climb. Since everything was blown up, I had nothing solid to push against to help Justin up and untie himself. Luckily, another runner rescued him. My mom thought it was hilarious.

This was the dodgeball wall--dodgeballs were thrown and the walls tried to bonk you to fall down. 

This is just like the big red balls on Wipeout, only smaller and closer to the ground. Now I definitely know, I'd be one of the people to fall horrendously on the first ball that the hosts make fun of!

This was probably our favorite obstacle. We had to balance on the top beam while avoiding moving pillars and dodgeballs being thrown at us or we fell into a pool of foam (which was pretty fun to do).

This had moving big balls like on Wipeout. We had to balance on blown up columns and run to the end without being bonked by a ball. I think the hardest part was balancing.

We made it through in little under 50 minutes. It was Justin's first race, and it was more about the fun then the speed, so we went at his pace and walked when he needed to. It was so fun to do it with my husband then try to beat my husband.

We were soaked through when we were finished. Thankfully, we were given free hot chocolate to warm up. Mom and Dad took us to get a warm breakfast at Einstein Bagels after we changed in dry clothing.

It was super fun, and a race to remember. If we are in Utah next year, we are definitely doing this again!



Saturday, September 21, 2013

Monday, July 15, 2013

The Tragic Story of a Teacher and Her Heels

I love wearing high heels. Don't you? The chic-ness, the sexiness, the authority, the power. High heels are amazing! I own about 9 pair of them...that is just about half of my shoe collection!

But, I am a teacher. Should teachers wear heels? I know quite a few of my readers are teachers--do you wear heels to school? Because I certainly do! (Given, I also always bring a pair of flats in my tote to switch into during lunch and prep periods and right after school.)

Well, this is a long-overdue story. Then again, it's been 6 months in the making. 

Here are the two villains in the story: 

Left: The villain everyone hates, the villain that only wants to take over the world: industrial sized entry way mats. Strategically placed at the entrance I used at Springville Jr. 
Right: The villain everyone loves and tries to make excuses for. The villain that can be empathized. Has an innocent, professional look about them.

The story takes place on a cold winter day at the end of January. It was a peaceful day outside, the armory next to my trailer classroom was silent. The computers in the computer lab were working perfectly for my seventh graders to finish up their Utah Indian tribe brochures. The bell rings. I need to hurry back to my classroom for my next period. I grab my papers and walk through the halls, trying my hardest to go as fast as I can on the linoleum floors, dodging preteens. I had made it to the door that led out to my trailer, when all of a sudden, I felt a tug at my right leg. One of the 4 industrial sized entry way mats was raised up and bit, and lo and behold, my heel got caught in the bump. I start falling forward, sprawling, my leg stretching as the momentum continued to carry me. Papers fell, my heel came almost off. I almost ended up doing the splits. I looked around, only one of my students (a good boy) had seen. He helped pick up my papers and asked if I was alright. I was.

I continued into the classroom, my right leg a little stiff, still feeling like I was stretching it. But, I started my lecture, weaving in and out of the rows of desks. By the next period, my right leg, especially my right knee, was very sore. I could barely stand. And so it continued through the rest of the day. I switched to my flats, sat on my desk as I taught as much as I could, and tried to stay off my knee. I could feel it swelling, and I could barely walk.

When I got home, I iced it, and put on my knee brace. I've had weak knees and terrible growing pains, as well as just athlete's knee for most of my teen life. Even as a college student, my knees would sometimes give me pain after running or playing soccer. So, I was used to it. But, the next morning, I could barely put any weight on it. I spent another day mostly sitting on my desk as I taught. I talked to the secretaries at the front office and they gave me the number for the school district's Worker's Comp. I called, they made a case file, and told me to watch it one more day. If my pain was still above a 5 the next day, they would send me to a Worker's Comp doctor. 

The next day I went after school (a third day of sitting on my desk, not walking, wearing my knee brace). We talked, I told him of my past with my knees. He told me to continue wearing my brace and icing. Oh, and not to do intense physical activities for a couple of weeks. All of February, I did as he said. I wore flats to school, walked around the classroom less, iced it when I got home, and did not run. The other history teachers came to my classroom for weekly collaboration because I couldn't go up stairs. Finally, March came. After a month of being uber careful, and with the weather taking an upturn, I wanted to start working out again. I started speed walking on treadmills with my brace. 10 minutes turned to 15, turned to 20, to 30. I could run on a treadmill with low resistance. I started venturing outside--I could start running again with my knee brace. I would have to ice it when I got back, and not go running the next day, but every other day was still better than none.  I still didn't wear heels to work.

Wear my knee brace to go work out, then come home, take it off and ice my knee anywhere from 10-30 minutes, depending on how bad it hurts (if it hurts at all).
Then, came Spring Break during the first week of April. We visited my family and my marathon-running dad wanted to run with me. I lasted 5 minutes, then we limped back home. My knee swelled and it was hot and in pain. I didn't go running for a couple of weeks. But, my knee continued to get worse again and some days, the pain was definitely over 5 again. Throughout this entire time, I couldn't squat, kneel, or go up or down stairs without pain and popping. So, I went back to the Worker's Comp doctor and he gave me a referral to a sports medicine doctor. By this time it was mid-May. We had an appointment, and talked about my knee and my athletic history. He felt my knee and took an X-Ray. According to my X-Ray, my knee was healthy and perfect. So, he gave me a referral for physical therapy and an MRI.

The beginning of June, I started physical therapy. For those of you who are runners and athletes, you can understand my anguish at not wanting to run for fear of injuring my knee further, but wanting to run because I love doing it and the weather was so nice. But, at least I got a work out with my knee at physical therapy. I had my MRI. The results: internal de-alignment and internal swelling with internal liquids. Basically, the cartilage under my knee cap was injured during the fall and thus was wearing away. Now, I already had very small knee caps and a small amount of cartilage to begin with (I have a family history of knee replacements), which explains all the pain I've had in my life. But, because it was wearing away, my body was taking precautionary measures by pouring liquid in it, which caused my knee to swell and hurt even more. This cartilage that protects the knee cap from rubbing against the femur cannot grow back once gone. If it wears away completely, that is what causes osteo-athritis and I am pretty darn close to that on my right knee. Thus, the physical therapy was to work out the muscles around my knee to build scar tissue to protect that precious cartilage. 

I continued physical therapy throughout June, going about twice a week. But, I have completed all the sessions Workers Comp would pay for. Thankfully, all the exercises I completed there, I can do at home or at a local gym. 

I decided to tell this story because I already ran this morning. It was a nice run, but when I got home and started stretching, my knee popped and pain suddenly came rushing in on it. So badly, I could barely stand on it. It hasn't hurt this much since before physical therapy. It has been almost 6 months since I was first injured, but it still affects me. I can't run as much or as fast as I used to, nor as often. Sometimes that depresses me seeing my relatives and friends be able to run 10ks and half marathons. I would love to, my able is able to (except for my right knee), but I don't know if I'd be able to do it. I have always been sure I'd end up with arthritis in my knees (I've predicted this since like 8th grade), but the reality may be far closer than I think. It's a shock to know that such a small trip could cause such a long-lasting injury and have such detrimental effects.

What was the lesson I learned from this? Not to wear heels at work? False--I still do and I still will. Watch out for industrial sized entry way mats? Correct! I am very careful around loose mats and carpentry now when I wear heels. So, learn from my mistake--watch out for those villainous mats and carpets. They love grabbing onto high heels and causing pain and annoyance to their wearers! Take heed!

Friday, March 15, 2013

Morning Runs


I thought this quote was hilarious! But it also shows why crazy people like me run in the morning. 

Since I graduated high school, I would wake up, go running, workout, then have breakfast and get ready for the day. 

Then I got married and wanted to cuddle in the morning. And I got hired as a teacher and had to be at school by 7:30 AM. No way was I going to get up earlier to go running. Especially in winter in Utah.

Today, however, was a day off since the end of the term was yesterday. I have already completed all my grades, so today is a "me" day. And I decided to have a morning run.

I love spring morning runs. The crisp air swimming around your ears and tingling the back of your throat. The cool breeze caressing your legs. The smell of life, of rebirth, or tranquility, of stretching for the first time and facing our hopes for the day. I love the cool bluish-green shade the world is in as it wakes up from the shadows and invites the sun-rays in. I love listening to the birds cheer me on with their twitters and seeing the world wake: seniors caring for their lawn, parents walking their kids to school, adults rushing off to work, toast and coffee still in hand. Everything seems so much more peaceful in the morning. 

I can't wait until summer where morning runs can once again become daily habit.

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Thursday, March 14, 2013

Laziness

When do you get lazy the most?

For me, it's after I've done all my grading and lesson planning, left my isolated classroom, come home and make a good dinner for the husband, have a terrific run. Then, through the cracks of the closed blinds, I can see the ombre of the sunset.

The sun has punched out for the day, so why can't I?

True, I have dishes to do, rooms to clean, a shower to take...

But in all honesty, I don't want to. I want to sit here in my sweat (just finished a run), legs crossed (stretching out my knee) and look at blogs and 9gag.

Is that so bad?
Especially when I told myself I was going to pick up the clothes on the bedroom floor for the past...um...6 days in a row now? When I told myself I was going to finish picking up the papers and vaccuum the living room for the past 3 days? When I mentioned I was going to do the dishes yesterday?

Can I continue to be lazy?

My excuse: Today was the end of the 3rd term at Springville Junior High. I spent a total of probably 10+ hours grading the past 3 days. I deserve a break.

Right?

(Besides, tomorrow is a day off. I can do housework then.) Ok. I've convinced myself...eventually, I'll get up, rinse off, maybe make some popcorn on the stove top, turn on Fruits Basket, and not clean tonight.

When/why do you get lazy? What do you do in your laziness?

Our Fairy Tale

Monday, March 11, 2013

I Can Do It

I did it! I actually did it!

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About a month ago, I injured my knee at school pretty badly. Imagine this: rugs by the side doors of the school, one pushed up a bit. Me, wearing my favorite heels, rushing to get back to class from the computer lab between periods. Heel catches on rug. Whoops! Sent flying, my knee twisting at an unnatural angle, but "gracefully" catching myself before I land on my knees.

Got to class a little red-cheeked, but fine. Lunch came around and my knee was a little sore. That evening, a little more. The next day I could barely put weight on it. Day after, I went to see a doctor about it. Turns out, it was a pretty bad sprain. Thus began my first adventure in worker's comp. I hated dealing with all the paperwork!

Well, running was out. Not that I had done much during the school year any way. Heels were out for a few weeks. Knee brace on almost every day.

Two weeks ago, I started working out again. My knee had been better for a while and I wanted to start training for a half-marathon my sisters-in-law invited me to do with them.

Back on goes my knee brace and I headed to the gym's treadmill. Sharp pain for the first 10 minutes, then it dulled out as I found my rhythm. I could do it. The knee had a dull ache the next day, but nothing some ice or ibuprofen couldn't fix. All last week, I spend doing the treadmill and the elliptical. Finally, I was able to do the treadmill without my knee brace!

Today, it was excellent weather. Beautiful! Cool enough for a warm-up, but warm enough to lure me outside to do my running.

I pulled on my knee brace, started my timer, took a deep breath, and started out.

Foot hit concrete, vibration shook knee, pain registered in my head. Over and over. (Mind, it wasn't bad pain, but just noticeable.) The rhythm which dulls pain wasn't coming. I was three blocks so far. Should I go home, or should I keep going?

Then, my stubbornness kicked in. "Keep going. You are strong. Your knees have always been weak. You can ice it when you get home. You have a half-marathon. You want to be outside. Keep going."

So, I listened. And I ran. My knee, more noticeable than any other part of my body. My shoes gently slapping the ground, knowing exactly where to step as curbs came and went, hills appeared and disappeared. Pink pinched my cheeks with its hot and cold hands. I was enjoying myself. I was running outside. At my old pace. No stops.

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Before I knew it, half an hour had passed, and I was rounding the corner back home.

After taking off my knee brace, pain snaked up and around my knee, thanking me for being done, relieved to be relaxed.

But, I was smiling the whole time. I had finally run outside for the first time in a long time. And now I know, I can run outside with my weakened knee. I can train for this half-marathon. I can do it.


Our Fairy Tale

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Footloose in the Locker Room?

I ran to the exercise facility building today. There is a small workout room in the girl's locker room where I planned to work out. However, before I went into that room, I wanted to do some lunges as a cool down from my run.

The best place: at the very back of the labyrinth that is the locker room. It was long enough....and it was empty. For some reason, I feel embarrassed doing lunges in front of other people.

So, iPod still in my ears, I walk down row after row of lockers, looking both ways, seeing girls change into swimsuits, or sitting in front of mirrors getting dressed. Further and further I went down.

At the very end, I began doing my lunges down a row of lockers, being careful not to capsize into the wooden bench in the middle (which I do often--capsize). However, halfway down, I had an urge to jump on the wooden bench and dance, do some fake gymnastics, then jump from one wooden bench to the other. The only reason I resisted was because my legs were heavy as lead after the run and lunges. Otherwise, I'm pretty sure all the girls in the locker room would have seen a version of this:

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Why I Run

It is 3pm.
I am done with classes for the day, and I don't have work.
It is cold and slippery-slick outside.
I have a massive load of homework and my student teaching application to fill out.
I am recovering from a cold and still hacking up my lungs.

What do I decide to do?

I go running.

Yes, I am insane.

I like to consider myself a health nut, but the truth is, I'm not a nut...maybe a legume of some kind, but not a hard, salty peanut. I don't want to train for marathons like my dad. I do not participate in track.
So why do I run?

I thought about that today while I was changing my school clothes for my running gear. It began when I graduated high school and moved away from all I knew. My dad is a marathon runner and my younger sister was a varsity cross-country and track runner as a high-school freshman. I guess I was inspired by them and wanted to do better in keeping myself healthy and active.
In highschool, I used to go to work to relieve stress. I worked at a fast paced, family oriented pizza buffet and it kept me on my toes.

Now, I think that my reasons for running has changed.

I run because I can. I am healthy and fit enough to exert my legs. I run because I play volleyball and soccer and want to be at my peak.
I run because I like a challenge. Every day I try a different speed, or a different length, a different incline, or I include a couple stairs or suicides.
I run because I like the high--I feel good afterward, especially if I run without stopping once. The pink tinge it gives my cheeks, I feel makes me attractive. I run for self-confidence.

I run because I am stressed. I realize that now. I run because for the 45 minutes, I am only focusing on one thing--keep my body moving. Keep my feet plodding, listen to the music in my iPod cheering me on, keep my breathing steady. I can forget about everything elese--school work, work, challenges, social life, everything.

But, ultimately, I think I run because it is adventure. I don't run on a track--I run outside, around the town. I take a different route everytime. Running, I am smooth. I am the wind. I am flying.  I am an adventurer, discovering new places, new people.

So, yes. Call me insane--I agree. But, I run because I want to.

BTW...this is my new mantra. I have it hanging on the wall in my room.
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Monday, May 2, 2011

Running Suicides

As an athlete, I have had my fair share of these aptly named drills--Suicides!

But I have been lucky enough not to have to subject myself to this "death run" since I was on the Varsity volleyball team in high school 3 1/2 years ago.

However, it is turning spring. I am on an intramural soccer team. During the whole school year, I have slacked off in my eating habits and my running habits.

I want to train myself again. Train myself in perseverance, in determination, etc.

Saturday, I went running--a short run to a nearby park. I stopped to stretch by the empty parking lot. The lines reminded me of the lines on the volleyball court I had to run back and forth between. Back and forth and forth and back.

Before I knew it, I was standing on the 1st white line of the parking lot with the Training Montage from the Rocky Story on my iPod. I was running a suicide!!!

Why? I asked myself after. Why would I do that if I didn't have to?
My legs burned after only one suicide. I was out of breath. Slowly, I made my way to the grass to work on curlups.

I was about about to leave to finish my run home, when, again!, I found myself with "Training Montage" playing just as I suddenly appeared at the first white line again. I told myself, "No," but my feet begged to run past the white line.

So, I ran a second suicide.

Though this time I could breath easy, my legs had melted. Ground and leg became the same, became fused. Finishing my last double-back, time slowed as I inched toward the starting line.

Why?

My legs are still sore today, but I'm glad of it. I'm just not used to running suicides anymore.

And now, I've found a new method of torture when running:
Today, when I ran, I did 25 ups and downs on a 25 step staircase south of campus. Not to bad, honestly, but by the end, my fastest speed was slower than those walking down the steps.

Why?

Because I want to get back into shape. Because I'm crazy. Because I know I can. Because I'm "suicidal."

Take your pick! =)
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