Lazy Lazy Lazy

As you've probably noticed (i.e. no blog posts), I haven't been doing much running lately. Actually, I haven't run at all, in 18 days. No biking either. Nothing. I have been a sloth the last few weeks. Well, it real has been strategic slothery. But slothery none the less.

My ITband has been bothering me since March. I ran easy in March and part of April to let it heal. Wrapped and iced after every run. Still hurt. In fact, it was starting to hurt more. My last run hurt so much I couldn't run the whole 5mi. And it H.U.R.T. when my 2yr old hugged my thigh. This scared me. I tried cycling to maintain fitness but that seemed to stress it too. So I decided to really rest.

After two weeks of no running and no biking, it still ached.  I figured it's time for professional help. Finally, I made an appointment with a physical therapist. My first session was this morning.  Not nearly as scary as I thought it would be. My lovely therapist, Mary, evaluated me. The good news: It's likely there's nothing severely hurt. Just inflamed. My hip. My knee. My hammy. Just stressed. We did some stretches and she gave me some homework. Mary does think I'll benefit from a localized steroid.  I'm currently rocking a flesh colored 6" patch on hip. (Normally this is where I'd insert a pic. But I am not showing the whole blogging world my ultra-white, flabby hip. ) 

I forgot to ask when I could start running again. How silly of me. I'm going back next week for more sessions. I think I'll rest more and ask her next Tuesday. This is where you call names like lazy and sloth and other mean things.

Like anyone who has lost weight, I'm freaked out about gaining it back.

not exercising = not burning calories = gaining weight

But I forgot one thing. Watch what you eat, silly. I'm down 3lbs. Don't congratulate me too much on that. I gained those three pounds in Jan/Feb when my half marathon training was hot & heavy. I'm hungry all the time when I run and I don't always make good choices.  Gotta work on that.

On a related side note...Because I am not running, I have no stress/anxiety relief.  I've noticed I'm extra cranky.  This is never good. I'm sure it is tough living in the house with me right now.  The other thing I do is random cleaning. The Big Man said I have cleaning ADD. I have been scrubbing the grout in between my floor tiles. It's not like anyone will notice the difference between dark brown and light brown grout. This is this kind of this I would do in college instead to procrastinate studying for finals.


Wow, this is a wordy post for me.