Tis the season...

It takes but one positive thought when given a chance to survive and thrive to overpower an entire army of negative thoughts - Robert H. Schuller

I thought about not starting out with this, but here we go.......
Well, it's been awhile since I last blogged....LOL  Yes, I've been a stranger when it comes to this, but I'm hoping to change all that and get back into the swing of things...

It's that time of year again....The holiday's....A time where good and bad come together.
The good....Time spent with family and friends, time to give thanks, time off from work, time to shop and time to give and receive.
The bad...Not enough time in the day, time to shop, time for excuses, time to overeat and gain weight.
For a lot of us, that is....
Just like with anything in life...It's all what you do with your time and how you look at things.

Going through some goals for 2012 I was trying to come up with some new challenges, new things to keep me going.  Last year at this time I was in the process of losing 35 lbs in 10 weeks to get myself ready to start training for my first marathon.  2011 saw me "finish" my first marathon and while it was not completed (how I wanted, that is), I plan to do another one at some point.  This time doing it right.  But for next year that will have to wait.  I want to get into shape cardio wise and health wise for my ultimate goal, which will be an Ironman.  Hopefully I can work my way to that in the next year or two and get a few sprint & Olympic distance triathlons in along the way.
A friend of mine brought up a challenge called "Tough Mudder".  10-12 miles of mental and physical "fun".  Ok, it may not be complete fun, but looking through the course it does really seem interesting and also something that you can not just get up off the couch and do.  Maneuvering your way through water, walls, ropes, fire and live wire sounds like a cool way to spend a few hours.  Ok, it's freakin nuts, but what the heck, you only live once.  The "race/challenge" is coming to Columbus in the summer of 2012, but have yet to finalize a date. 
So my first step is obviously get back into game shape.  In tackling this preparation for Tough Mudder, I decided I needed to whip myself into shape.  I lost touch with workouts while being injured, which I regret now, but it is what it is.  So tomorrow I am starting something crazy.  Something quite insane.  I have committed to doing the "Insanity" program.  63 days of butt whipping, in the comfort of my own home.  Well, the goal is to do the full 63 days, but I want to make it through the first day, then take it day by day.  Definitely looks intimidating, but I just need to plan, focus and take it one day at a time....It will be February 2nd before I know it and I'll be ready for swimsuit season...heehee

Another thing that will also keep me busy next year....Phi Delta Theta is now on the campus of Otterbein University.  They were installed as a colony last week down at headquarters in Miami (OH) University.

I am honored to be able to help these guys as one of their advisors.  They are a solid group of diverse young men and look forward to helping them through the process of becoming the best that they can be and making not only themselves proud, but Phi Delt proud as well.
They will have plenty of challenges ahead of them as Otterbein is mainly a campus of local fraternities.  Phi Delt will be the 2nd national fraternity on campus and it will be their job to mesh as a Greek community.
By the time pledging starts next semester, they should have 40 guys to kickoff their inaugural class.  These guys have the opportunity to be part of something special.  I will never forget my time as a Phi Delt at Ashland.  Our chapter had our 45th anniversary last month and it was great going back and seeing all the alumni and meeting the actives.  These guys will be able to look back and be part of history as 20, 30, 40 years from now they will realize the legacy that they created.

This weekend I get an opportunity to participate in another Wings Ministry program for their Christmas event at the prison in Lancaster.  It was an amazing experience last year volunteering and while the other 2-3 programs that took place during this past year at other prisons were enlightening, nothing beats this one.  Very powerful stuff in my opinion.  Makes you think and makes you appreciate.  I just hope to be able to move as I may or may not be reallyyyyyy sore after 3 days of Insanity...LOL

So no matter what your schedule is like......This holiday season take a step back, examine what is in your life and appreciate it.  Make it a goal to not make excuses, make it a goal to stand up and be healthier and just be a better person.  You only live once and most don't get second chances.  Only you can live your life....

Until next time....

Columbus Marathon Spectating Recap

Before the Marathon Sunday, I had some prior engagements to attend.  Headed to Ashland for Homecoming.  It was also the 45th Anniversary for the Phi Delt chapter on campus. I guess I didn't clear that with Jodi's best friend Deb, as she replied..."What, he's not going to be here?"  Supposedly she was under the impression that we would be discussing the "spectating" route for the next day during dinner Saturday... After putting the finishing touches on a gift bag I headed up to Ashland. The A.U. campus has changed quite a bit since graduation.  New student center, new streets with buildings, new sports facilities and a brand new state of the art football stadium RIGHT NEXT to our fraternity house.  New Stadium, Phi Delt House in the background   I mean, had that been there back in the day, I definitely would have gone to more games.  Of course they also built a huge new pool, which would have been awesome to use.  Our practices and meets were in a pool with barely any deck space. New A.U. Pool   Didn't really have a plan for the day (shocking I know), so I stopped by the house, then headed to the parking lot where the brothers and alumni were tailgating.  Ashland is a "dry campus" but I guess they allow alcohol in the parking lot during the games for tailgating (as long as it's in cups) After awhile we headed to BW3 to watch the games and hang out until the Phi Delt dinner.  Definitely weird seeing people old and young, as well as realizing I was in the 'old' category.  LOL Headed back to the house to change and get ready for the reunion dinner.  We had about 175 people, which included alumni, family, actives and pledges at the PumpHouse Grill in downtown Ashland.  Had a few speakers and presentations before settling into an amazing buffet dinner.  Pasta, salmon, pot roast, veggies....Luckily for me I had not eaten all day. Awkward moment time.....So a woman approached me, waiting as I finish a conversation I was having.  I notice a camera in her hand, so I figured she wanted me to take a picture.  No, she asked if she could take a picture of my fraternity pin that I was wearing.  Her exact words were...'Oh, I don't want you in the picture, just a close up of the pin.'  We laughed and I was fine with that.  After 2 attempts, I guess the lighting was bad and the pictures were blurry.  Well all of a sudden she says..."Ok, I'm gonna need you on the floor now".  I tried not to laugh and she told be to hurry up and lie down, she doesn't have all day.  Well, I was looking around the room for cameras thinking I was getting punked.  It's not everyday I get told by a woman to get on the floor (insert laugh here)  In my typical smartass self, I responded....'You think it'll be better down there, huh?  Do I get to at least get to know your name first?'  She paused and said not important....She never got the picture and later in the night as she walked by she laughed and pointed at me telling her husband that I was the one she wanted on the ground....   Tried to mingle and meet all the new guys as well as the older alumni, saw the plans for the new fraternity house and listened to some music. As the night came to a close I needed to head back to Columbus.  Would have been nice to hang out more and chat, plus the actives were having a pancake breakfast at the house in the morning.  But I figured it would be more fun to hang out at a little race instead.  :-) Jodi had told me that I could crash with her and Deb in their hotel suite and left a key at the front desk.  That helped me out, seeing how it saved me time and got me about an extra 45 minutes sleep, so decided on the couch rather than my bed....lol  Plus I would not have to worry about not waking up as we planned all meet up around 5:30.   As for the football game, it was a successful Homecoming weekend for them.  Ashland won the game 20-17 on a field goal as time expired.  They played undefeated Wayne St University, who was ranked #6 overall in the country (Division II)  The win moved A.U. into the Top 25 in the country at #23.  It may not be big boy football like the Big 10, but still cool to see the alma mater play well....   Missi and Deb drove down from Cleveland Sunday morning (they are both early birds), so we hung out until Jodi was ready to rock and roll.  So Deb, Missi, Deb and myself headed out to take Jodi to the start.  On the drive to downtown it seemed like everyone and their mother was out in traffic at 6am.  So Deb decided to take a different exit and go the backroads, which helped get us there alot quicker (and saved Jodi from stressing)  Made our way to the start line after a pit stop and got as close as we could. Pre-race with Jodi and Missi   After a few hugs we headed into the nearest building to hangout, warm up and chat while Jodi headed thru the maze of people for the start of the race.  As we were hanging out, one of our objectives was to figure out how we were going to maneuver around the course to support Jodi.  I had screen shots printed out of different mile markers, as well as the map of the course.  Originally we figured we could drive to mile 7, but after looking at the map more closely it made no sense.  It would be easier to walk a few blocks south to mile 9.  This also helped because then on our way back to the car we could stop around miles 12-13 and surprise Jodi again. We settled in at mile 9 and guesstimated the time that Jodi would pass by.  In the meantime we cheered on the runners and also did a little people watching.  Saw a 7ft guy running in a bear costume, a couple dressed as Fred Flintstone and Wilma along with a few other odd looking costumes.  Then there were a few "was she/he really wearing that?" type clothing.  I really do think people need to use the mirrors at their homes.  I realize that it's not a fashion show, but wowwwww. We finally saw a quite surprised Jodi running along the side of the road and she looked really strong.  Wasn't even breaking a sweat.  Watching a half marathon or marathon, it always amazes me the people who make it look so easy and effortless and others that look like they are in complete agony...The four of us headed back and planned to hangout around mile 12.5, although first the girls grabbed some coffee.  They ran out of hot chocolate, so I was sh*t out of luck.  Timed it perfectly as Jodi saw us and again had the effortless, fun times smile on her face.  The easy part for us was done, now off to the important part...Finding our way towards mile 18 so Deb and Missi could join Jodi on the course when she needed it most. Seeing how the 3 girls are from Cleveland and I live in Columbus, you would think I would be the one to navigate us around.  Well, not so much.  I'm blaming all the road closures, although the girls won't buy that excuse...LOL  But no problems, we made it to the spot pretty quickly, parked and walked to the corner.  This is the part of the race where people start to wonder, people start to break down, not sure why (insert sarcastic giggle)  You could tell some of the runners were feeling it and you could tell just the opposite.   As we support the runners we know Jodi will be coming down the road.  Sure enough we see her and yet AGAIN, if she was feeling tired you would not know it.  I think she was partially excited to see us and partially exhausted but she still looked strong.  As she comes up she almost tackles Deb and I and gives us a big hug, then joins Missi and Deb for a hug as they join her on the course to take her to the finish. Deb and I head back to the car and try to navigate to the next stop, where I will attempt to hop on the course.  I would have loved to jump in at mile 18, but 8 miles is a bit much since I just am coming back from injury.  Again, we relied on the printout and Deb's phone app, but we made it there pretty easily.  As we were waiting we chatted and supported the runners.  I made the mistake of supporting too much.  A guy came around the corner and slowed down to a walk, hands on shoulders and head down.  I told him to keep it up and he's got this...all he did was turn and look at me and I think he was thinking to himself...Dude, shut up, how about you run...   The girls come around the corner and for the first time Jodi's face looked of pain.  She wasn't happy to see me....heehee, I'm kidding.  Miss and Deb looked at me and just shook their head, sort of a silent "not up for talking" shake.  I hopped on the course with the 3 girls and Deb hurried back to the car to meet us at the finish line.  I could tell Jodi was trying to focus and her head was spinning, but I already knew I had something up my sleeve (besides my arm that is).  It was really quiet until we came to mile marker 22.  This number is significant to Jodi based on her past 2 attempts.  The first one, she literally has NO memory of anything past this marker and the second one, is what I like to call the awakening and a creepy mist left her body as we ran the streets as she called out mile 22.  So this time I got her attention, smiled and asked what she saw.  She kind of chuckled and yelled out 22.  At this point she picked up the pace and relaxed a bit....mission accomplished.  We continued along the course and I kept doing that at every mile marker.  Around mile 23 she had mentioned that she was running all on her Uncle Joe's reserves.  Her uncle passed away a few months back and she was dedicating the race to him.  Miss and Deb both joined in with words of encouragement which at this point Jodi needed.  As we approach mile 25, I knew she needed all the strength she could muster up.  So I asked her what that flag said.  She responded with a "25", but that was not good enough.  I asked again and she responded.  Still not good enough.  After about 3-4 times she yelled 25 pretty loud and with a SMILE.  The funniest part was the reaction of the other runners around us. I actually think her yelling might have awoken them as well to help them realize and finish strong.  At this point Missi took over and in her best boot camp instructor voice, told her to finish strong and enjoy the last 1.2 miles.  This was HER day.  We approached mile 26 and my eyes were on Missi (no not cuz she looked hot, though she did...lol) but because I was waiting for the go ahead to get off the course and let Jodi finish what she started.  I know Jodi had mentioned to me that she wanted us to cross the finish line with her, but this was not our race, this was HER race.  Luckily she just kept going towards the finish.  Granted she may have been slightly distracted knowing she was going to finish and she may have been a bit tired. I needed to catch my breathe since my arse is slightly out of shape.  Missi was feeling good so Deb and I followed her towards the finish until the corner with about 0.1 left.  We tried getting off the course and people were yelling at us not to stop, which was kind of comical, especially with the looks on some of their faces. We made our way to the finish line/family area to find Jodi and give her our congrats.  Her smile said it all.  Deb unfortunately got stuck in traffic but we finally all met up and slowly headed back towards the hotel to shower, grab a bite to eat at California Pizza Kitchen for a post race meal before the girls headed back to Cleveland.   This was HER race. (you can read her recap here).  No Cleveland demons, awesome training runs topped off with beating her goal time.  Nothing like earlier in the year.  I mean who else can say they ran a marathon AND beat their personal best time by almost 2 hours?  Words can not explain how proud I am of Jodi for her day.  I was honored to be able to share in her day with her and friends.  She did not allow thoughts or people to distract her, she was not going to have a repeat of May.  In the hotel afterwords, she tried to act surprised while telling us her next stop was a sub 4 hour marathon.  We all knew better, since she made no secret of that desire.  But we also know one more thing.  When she tries for that sub 4....she will get it! The inspiration.....Jodi with her medal and a smile

I headed home and pretty much crashed.  The past 2 weeks caught up to me both mentally and physically.  I am definitely looking forward to this weekend....Where the plan is to do NOTHING at all....LOL

 

Until next time...

Chicago Spectating Experience - Part 2

If you missed Part 1 of this blog, click here to read the first part of the weekend...

 

On the way to mile 16, we met a guy originally from Perth, Australia, who was cheering on his girlfriend for her first marathon and was also with her parents.  The reason we started talking was because I was trying to see who looked like they knew what they were doing.  Come to find out others were doing the same and he was giving pointers.  He's lived in Chicago for over 5 years now and uses the trains to get around and we just chatted about the city.  He asked why we were not running (since we obviously were dressed to run a race) and Jodi told him her story, about the marathon next week and about Cleveland.  Then we mentioned how we were meeting friends at a certain point to run with them on the course to support them later in the race.  Right then the girlfriends father stopped us and immediately asked "you can do that!?!"  We explained its probably frowned upon, but plenty of people do it, so it shouldn't be a problem.  We chatted some more and it was time to switch trains.....They followed us (or I guess we followed them) and found the next one....

On the next train we also came across a guy who was cheering on his girlfriend.  One of the fun parts of these events is seeing all of the signs of support, people dressed up in outfits, silly costumes, etc, etc.....During the conversation he mentioned what he did, which I found hilarious.  He made a HUGE posterboard cutout.....of HIS FACE.  He wanted to do something different, along with a little embarrassing for his girlfriend.  Obviously the looks he got were different as people were running and seeing this huge poster and look down and see him.  At least she would not be able to miss him on the course.

 

We get off the train and make our way to the bridge.  We knew we had plenty of time, just not sure how much.  We decided to relax and enjoy ourselves and had our bagels that we brought.  But instead of walking towards mile 18, we felt, for some reason, just to hang out around mile 16.5 mark.  Around that time we get a text alert, showing Missi and Deb have crossed the halfway point.  Mixed emotions because we could tell something was off.  That just wasn't their pace.  I also continued to worry about Amanda, since we still never got the 10k update to our phones and was hoping she was ok.  I decided to text her and she responded saying she was at mile 15.  That was a relief.  We figured we had about 15 minutes from where she was so we got off the grass and found a spot on the side of the road.  My original idea/plan/hope from the start was to run 2-3 miles with Deb, Missi and Jodi and then stop and wait for Amanda to run a mile while Jodi finished with the girls.  This was based purely on their paces and "goal finish".  Well as we all know, marathons don't always go as planned (see my experience...lol)  So I suggested to Jodi, how about we both just run to 18 with Amanda.  Made perfect sense and now know "why" we felt the need to stay back.

While standing there looking out for Amanda and watching the crowds of people, I notice the guy from Australia.  At that moment we see his girlfriend running up and she gives them all hugs.  All of a sudden her Dad, who btw was a rather big boy, probably 6'4 300lbs and a knee brace, hops on the course and starts to run with his daughter.  I look over to get the attention of her mom and she sees me, smiles and gives me a thumbs up.  I don't want to take credit for that, but honestly seeing him on the course made me feel good.  I mean, would he have even been able to share that moment with his daughter had they not met us?  By the look on his face when he asked if people can jump on the course, I don't think so.  Those are the little moments that people remember and while it was probably only 100yds or so, it was still a moment.

 

I let Amanda know approximately where we were at and we would be on the lookout for her.  She had no idea of our plan to jump in with her.  We saw her coming and each gave her a hug and asked how she was doing.  The look on her face was priceless when we jumped in.  It was a combination of "oh cool and where are you guys going"  LOL  We ended up running through the streets of where she went to college.  She looked really strong.  Now I must admit throughout the past few weeks that I sorta gave her a hard time about remembering to smile during the race.  To the point where she probably wanted me to shut up already.  But for that day, she had actually wrote, in black marker on her left forearm...MILE = SMILE to make her remember to smile at each mile marker as suggested.  Of course the funny part is during our run she asked when mile 17 was approaching.  When I told her we already passed it, she yells out "crap I forgot to smile"  LOL.  I guess we distracted her.  We made it to the mile 18 marker and got off the course to wait for Missi & Deb.

We did some stretching, cheered some runners on and even took pictures of people by the mile 18 marker. (With their camera so they could be in the picture...haha)  One thing we did see which I thought was funny was a guy running to the side of the road to meet a group of people cheering him on.  He grabbed a beer and chugged it and then finished the other, got some hugs and went on his way.  I'm fine with drinking a beer AFTER running.  But to run 18 miles, drink then run another 8.2, well kudos to him.  I personally may have tossed my cookies....lol

 

Jodi and I figured we would play it by ear as far as the running goes, depending on how Missi and Deb were feeling.  She was scheduled for 8 miles in her training for Columbus next week and my plan was to go as far as 21, depending on how I felt and the fact that the nearest train station was in the area.  We had an idea of how things were and where they were at based on the text alerts.  Either way, Jodi said she was sticking with Deb, no matter what.  We saw them coming and you could tell something was not right.  The emotions of the day had gotten the best of them.  I just sorta stayed back and observed, since at this point it was about the 3 girls who have trained together all summer.  I was just kinda the 4th wheel, so to speak.  I could tell it was similar to Cleveland with Jodi, in the sense that Deb was drained.  So we all started off running and asked Missi if she wanted to run a bit and that Jodi would stay with Deb for now.

 

We headed through the streets of Chicago.  It was an absolute party.  The one thing that amazed me were the amount of people outside supporting the runners.  The music was always blaring, people with hoses spraying the runners as they ran by.  The atmosphere was incredible.  Missi and I chatted a bit, asked each other how we were feeling and I was just trying to make sure she was still having fun, because that is the whole point.  Friends and fun and memories.  Then again, I think fun is her middle name.  The girl doesn't know how to not smile or not enjoy herself through any situation.  She must of been reading my mind because at mile 20 she asked if we could stop to let Jodi and Deb catch up, which was fine with me.  I wanted to run with all 3 of them.  We hopped back on the course shortly after as they were not that far back and made it to mile 21.  Missi even gotten to use her "Sweat is just liquid awesome" line with a woman...She laughed at her and the woman's response said "oh my god, imagine if my kids heard me talking like this"  We all started walking as this was a water station.  At this point Deb was pulling a "Jodi".  By that I mean telling Missi to just go finish and run her race.  Missi of course wasn't falling for it and they went back and forth how it was not gonna happen.  She even said something about "are we going to have to throw down right here or are we going to run".  Ok, so normally, I may have been rooting for a cat fight, but there was no pillows and they were in sweaty running gear....Oh wait, my bad, I got off topic, back to the marathon...LOL  I wanted so badly to continue, but I know the next train station back to the finish line was over two miles away.  I was torn between helping them get to the finish line and trying to be smart so I don't injure myself again since I just got back to running.  I regretfully headed to the train station to go to mile 26 to meet them as they finished.

I positioned myself near the final turn and luckily it was a good spot, since they had cops and volunteers ushering people off the course who did not have bib numbers.  Makes sense and the majority of the people smiled and left.  One or two people actually had to be taken of the course by force, which was kinda comical and few of us commented on the lack of common sense that people have.  But it would be easier to find Jodi this way, rather than in a sea of spectators.

 

The set-up for the end of the race was a disaster.  Actually it was worse that that.  Just rediculous.  Granted, part of our issue was that we had Deb's phone, so we had no way or idea of where to meet up.  Normally at races you can meet at the finish line.  Not here, they have everything fenced off and closed.  We finally made it to an area to wait as runners were coming out and after awhile, found out this wasn't the only exit.

Amanda met up with us since she was at the hotel across the street and hung out for a bit.  We talked about her race and how she was feeling.  Finally after about at least an hour, we decided it would be best to find our way back to the hotel, since we had the key and said our goodbyes to Amanda.  Wouldn't you know it, but after walking 5-10 minutes I get a call from Amanda letting us know she ran into Deb & Missi.  Thousands upon thousands of people walking around downtown Chicago and she runs into people she just met the day before....lol  We made our way back to the hotel and tried to relax a bit.  Missi and Deb needed to catch a plane.  It was definately a long day and I didn't even run the darn marathon...I have a newfound respect for those spectating and supporting people during a marathon.  I even called Morgan, who has been the queen of spectating the past 6 months due to an injury.  Heck she did this in a walking boot.  Another shout out to her for being there back in May while we ran Cleveland....Once you get back out there I will return the favor.

 

Deb & Missi at the Expo with the perfect caption.  Lets run TOGETHER

 

Running Recap

As far as my legs and feet go, they feel pretty good.  I was really happy to get through the 4 miles.  My only issue was cardio, but I've been a lazy bum, so that was understandable.  (That's going to change soon, at least that's the plan...lol) I was still able to go at a decent pace, and talk a little as well.

Jodi ended up doing 9 miles and I think got to experience the other side of the struggles of a marathon.  On our drive home, she would randomly thank me again for helping her through Cleveland or ask/tell me how she now realizes what her marathon meant and why it happened and what she learned.  As her running "coach" told her, thats called good karma.

Amanda rocked out the marathon with an unofficial time around 4:50.  I say unofficial because later in the day we found out why we were not getting text alerts....Her timing chip didn't work and was not recording the time.  I know she was really bummed about it, but she started and finished and has her finishers medal, along with some stories/memories.  Doesn't matter what a website says, you can't those things away.  I can remember a time during her training that she said she wasn't sure if she could do a marathon.  Look at you now....***Update***  Amanda received an email from the Chicago marathon today and was told they fixed it and she is now official.  Woohooooo

Missi did her thing.  This was her 3rd marathon, so she is a seasoned veteran when it comes to this.  She was there to run a marathon, to experience the biggest marathon in the country and to be there to support her friend and training partner.  Mission accomplished.  She may be one of the most positive and inspirational person I have ever met and I'm glad I was able to be there for it.

Deb finished her first attempt at a marathon.  It may have not been how it was planned or how she liked, it may have not been perfect, but with all the outside factors going on....Her Mom, getting a cold, first marathon jitters and the warm weather....She did something that most people never do, never want to do or never are able to do.  She set a goal and FINISHED a marathon.  I do know there will come a time where she will look back and understand the great things she did.  She is an inspiration.

 

The whole "Chicago Experience" brought new meaning to things for me.  Those 4 girls, along with countless number of people we met throughout the weekend, without even knowing it, showed me a thing about life.  How to live it, how to deal with it and how to learn from it.

 

Next up is the the Columbus Marathon this weekend.  It's Jodi's turn as the tables will be turned on Missi and Deb as they join to support her to cross the finish line.

 

There are plenty of things you get second chances at, sometimes even third chances.....But you only get one chance at life.  Live it, Experience it, Love it....well, at least do your best at it.

 

Until Next Time.....

Chicago Spectating Experience - Part 1

Develop success from failures.  Discouragement and failure are two of the surest stepping stones to success - Dale Carnegie

 

This past weekend I had the distinct honor and pleasure to take part in some friends marathons journeys.  Jodi, who is in training for the Columbus Marathon the following week joined me to support Missi, Deb and Amanda.  You can read her experience here.  Missi and Deb are friends that I met back in April and for those that have followed my blog, know they are part of the "Cleveland 10 Miler girls" and are just amazing.  I met Amanda for the first time this weekend after following her blog during her training and lives in Illinois.  Missi is doing her third marathon.  Deb and Amanda are both attempting their first.  Deb ran in honor of her Mom, who passed away of cancer last year and ran with Team DetermiNation, raising money for Cancer research.  Amanda ran for UPS for Downs in support of Down Syndrome.

 

Friday

Missi and Deb took an early flight out so they got to experience a fun day.  Sightseeing and shopping.  Jodi and I decided to drive or well, when we talked about going out to surprise the girls back in May, it was more like I was told I'm driving.  LOL  Headed up to Cleveland to pick her up bright an early.  When I got there her son had a request....that I let Jodi wait for him to get on the bus...What am I going to say?  Really?  So I gave her husband another chance to go with us and he laughed.  I'm guessing a quiet house sounded better.

For the most part, the drive was smooth.  Got off an exit to find some food and hopefully a bookstore and there was nothing.  Of course the lovely Garmin decided to take us all over the place EXCEPT to a road with an entrance to the highway.

Once we got back on the Interstate, we decided to find a mall at a main exit because I needed to get some books for the girls to finish off their gift bags.  After finding everything, we left and realized we were right near Notre Dame.  Not intentional but I sorta wanted to sightsee, never been there before.  I joked if Jodi wanted to surprise her cousin, who is the starting long kicker for the football team, but we really needed to get to Chicago, especially before rush hour.

We finally made it to ChiTown, a little later than we wanted, but it is what it is.  A scenic unplanned tour of a small Indiana town, dogs crossing the interstate, people singing in cars....We had our definitely had our entertainment as we drove.  Not to mention numerous requests from someone in the car saying they needed to use the restroom....cough cough, not naming any names, but it was not me  :-)

We finally made it to the hotel and hung out until Missi, Deb and her friend Mary Jo came back from their sightseeing of downtown Chicago.  We sat and relaxed and talked before heading out on the town for some dinner.  Headed down to the Navy Pier and decided on Harry Carry's Bar & Restaurant.  It was a great dinner and fun conversation to end a long day.



Deb, Jodi, Me and Mellisa



Saturday

Woke about and got ready for the day.  Didn't have an exact plan, so we headed out to get some breakfast at a nice family run place, The West Egg Cafe.  Then it was off to the convention center so Deb & Missi could pick up their packets.

The expo was huge.  I mean it makes sense, seeing how the Chicago Marathon is the biggest in the U.S.  We walked straight to the back to get their shirts and packet.  After that we headed over the the DetermiNation booth for Deb to sign-in.  Honestly it was pretty emotional watching Deb fill out a sign for her Mom.

 

Personally I think at this moment, everything hit her.  The memories, the first marathon, everything became "real".  I'm extremely proud of everything she has done.

We then just headed to explore all the booths.  There was no ryhme or reason, since I was just following the girls.  It was their weekend.  As we turned the corner we saw a sign for Hal Higdon, who is a best selling author and the longest contributor to Runners World magazine than any other writer.  Along with books, he also writes training plans for runners, from brand new to experts....I used one of his plans for the Cleveland Marathon and Missi and Deb got theirs from him as well.  The best part though was when Missi realized Hal was ACTUALLY sitting there.  She was like a teenage girl meeting Justin Bieber for the first time in person.  It was really a cute moment.

There were lots of vendors and free samples of things and I'm sure we could have spent hours walking around.  While the girls went to look for shirts, Jodi and I went to the Nike Wall, where all 45,000 runners had their names located in alphabetical order.  We took some pictures once we found them and went back to see how the girls were.

 

 

During this time I had been texting Amanda since she had said she wanted to meet us, so she was nice enough to make her way back to downtown, since she picked up her stuff the day before.  I introduced her to Deb & Missi and we decided we would make our way back to the shuttle drop off to find a place to eat since we had not had anything since breakfast.  So we hung out, exchanged stories and just relaxed.  I guess Missi and Deb were under the impression that we had known Amanda for a long time, so they were quite surprised to find out that that was our first meet up, outside of blogging and emails.

 

Amanda, Me and Jodi

We decided to walk to the Navy Pier, take some pictures, walk around and just enjoy the great weather and company.  Then it was back to the hotel while Amanda took a bus to her car.  Of course I had to give her a hard time and remind her to smile and we wished her good luck in the case we could not meet up before the race.

It was getting late and we were all hungry, so just decided on pizza for dinner.  Chicago deep dish, only fitting.  Still is weird looking at pizza with sauce on the top, but it was really good.

 

The girls headed to bed, which I suppose was ok since they had plans early in the morning.  So Jodi and I decided to head downstairs for a drink and try to figure out a plan of action for the next day.  We busted out the "spectator map" and tried to figure out where to go, when to stop, how to get there.  Of course I mostly heard "I'm just following you", since Jodi is slightly directionally challenged.  heehee  But we thought we had a good plan, especially since we had backups just in case.  I was excited and nervous and I wasn't even running.

 

Sunday - Race day

Woke up bright and early.  Jodi and I had our own itinerary and really had to just be prepared and not do anything to panic or disrupt Missi & Debs preparation for their day.  Memo to self....When you are in a different time zone, change your watch.  I may or may not have commented on how it was 6:15 and we needed to get changed also, since they wanted to head down around 6:30.  Well, slight problem since it was really only 5:15, so insert foot into mouth.  I figured if they were not awake, that at least got the blood flowing...LOL

The start line was about a 10 minute walk from our hotel.  There was a point where they only let runners through, and we didn't want to make the girls nervous, plus had a few things to get as well as figure out how to get to the train station at some point.  So we took some pictures, said our good lucks and hurried on our way and told the girls we would see them at mile 18. 

 

Deb and Missi morning of the race

Granted, we didn't fill them in our plan to see them sooner.  Headed off to the store to purchase our train passes, get some bagels and some flowers for the girls.  Once we dropped stuff off at the hotel, we headed out and with the help of a friendly couple, made it to the station with ease.

On the train to mile 7 we met a guy...well, a 20 year old kid with an Ironman Finisher T-Shirt and hat on.  Seeing how I really want to do one, I had to of course ask him which one he did, how he did, if he liked it, etc, etc.  He finished the Wisconsin Ironman last month and was very modest with his answer to how he did....I did "ok".  His sister had to jump in and explain that he finished 5th in his age group (18-24yr old) with a time of 10 hrs and 18 minutes, which is inspiring.  I checked the site and he ended up 41st overall out of 1,630 men.  For those unfamiliar with Ironman times, they give you 17 hours to finish in order to become 'official'.  The high end/pro athletes do it in around 9 hrs.  So the kid knocked it out of the park.  He already was signed up to do Louisville next year and is hoping to qualify for Kona.

We made our way to the mile 7 marker and the train station just happened to be down the road from Wrigley Field, which was pretty cool.  The streets were jam packed so we weaved our way in and out, found an open spot and snuck in to watch the runners.  Being the really shy person that I am, we struck up a conversation with the people around us.  One of the guys next to us was holding a sign that said "Chaffed Nipples are Sexy".  The sign was a hit with everyone it seemed as the runners always laughed or made comments.  Some even pulled up their shirts to show their bandaids.  Unfortunately for me, they were all dudes that did that...LOL

We ended up getting text alerts (from the 10k mark) so we knew the girls were near and when to expect them.  Unfortunately we saw them too late and they were on the opposite side of the road.  Although Deb did turn her head as we yelled and maybe she thought she was just hearing things...heehee  At that point it was back to the train station.  We thought about toying with the idea of heading towards the halfway point, but decided it would be a risk, since the main deal and the main purpose was to be there at 18.

 

But we decided to leave and not do any of it and just drive home...Ok, ok, ok, just kidding...heehee

 

To be continued....

Back to normal....whatever that means

Anyone can give up, it’s the easiest thing in the world to do. But to hold it together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart, that’s true strength. -Unknown

The first attempt at running again was mostly successful.  I say mostly because nothing is ever how you want it to be.  I was cleared to run two weeks ago and thought it would be a good idea to run a half marathon.  Of course despite you thinking an ACTUAL half marathon, I was just going to hop on the course with a friend of mine while she ran.  Myself, I could only do around 2 miles, per doctors orders.  So I drove up to Cleveland to support Kim at the River Run Half.  My plan was to jump in around mile 10 or 11 and see how it goes.  Well, this was not a very "spectator friendly" course and the majority of it was run through the metro parks.  Great scenery for the runners, but tough for those cheering on to support everyone.  I parked at the area high school and took the shuttle that they provided to take people to the finish line.  The course started in Berea and was a straight shot north, so my only option was to walk the course backwards (I was walking forwards, since I wanted to see where I was going....come on I know someone chuckled)  They told people to stay off the road and stay on the trail, which of course was fine, other than the fact the trail didn't always follow the road.  I walked for about 45 minutes and came to a point where other spectators were.  I figured this was the best spot and thought I was around the 10-11 mile mark.  After chatting it up with a few people and cheering the racers on, I decided to walk down the course.  I wasn't sure how close Kim was and I wasn't sure if I was "technically" allowed to just jump in and start running.  I waited for a while, checked my watch and kept an eye out for Kim as I gave some support to the runners.  Some seemed to be relieved, but I may have let a "keep it up, you're almost done" slip out of my mouth.  By the look I got, I knew exactly what it meant, since they still had about 2-3 miles so they were not "almost done"...lol 
Finally, I hear a voice yell "Hey Whinnem let's go"  Sure enough it was Kim, sooner than I expected.  I joined her on the course.  Now, a side note, this is also just when one of the "pace cars" passed, so here's me, worried I'm going to get in trouble as we run behind the people in charge of the race.  (Guess I need to get used to hopping on courses though at least for the next month)  :-)  She told me that she has not stopped once and was feeling good.  Once I heard that, I felt the need to make sure she didn't stop and I could tell she was checking to make sure I was feeling ok and not dying...LOL  I felt really good and ended up running a faster pace than I anticipated.  I got to experience Kim's quirky noises that she lets out out of the blue as she runs.  The first "whoooooo" caught me off guard and made me laugh.  I made it until just before the 13 mile mark and hopped off the course and walked the trail back to the finish.  Kim ended up crushing her best time and for the first time ever completed the half without stopping, so I was pretty proud of her.
We waited near the finish line to cheer on her friend Michele who was running the half as part of her marathon training.  Speaking of marathon training, as we stood there, Jodi met us after her 20 mile training run.  Her, Mellisa and Deb headed out on the trails bright and early for their training runs, but Jodi was the only lucky one to have 20 miles that day....heehee

The after effects....My legs felt pretty good.  I obviously can't complain being that I was with people that just ran a half marathon.  The days following it were a bit off.  I started feeling pain in the area of my leg that I had the stress fracture and all I could think of is "damn, I overdid it".  I came to the conclusion that it was mainly due to me running on the "uneven" road of the metro park, which makes sense.  Even so, I decided to just back off and just hit the elliptical later in the week.  My feet were a bit sore as well, but nothing painful, just needed to do alot of stretching.  This past weekend I tested my legs again, not with a run, but 18 holes of golf.  Ya, used some muscles that have quiet for awhile, due to my not-so-proper form.

Yesterday marked my LAST DAY for physical therapy as I was discharged.  She told me that I'm at a point where I can do everything on my own.  She was a bit concerned over the soreness in the bottom of my feet, but thought it would be ok.  I actually didn't even realize she was discharging me.  Her assistant was giving me ultra sound and mentioned it and I had a blank look on my face.  I have to say I have mixed feelings about it.  Sure, it's great, but there is also uncertainty.  What if the pain comes back, what if it's not healed.  Guess the only way to find out is to get back on the horse, so to speak.

This morning was my final follow up with the sports doctor.  He was happy to hear about the end of PT and pleased with my updates.  He agreed with my assessment of the soreness being due to the uneven road and told me I should be fine.  We chatted about his upcoming marathon and he said he is in his taper mode.  This weekend will be the first long run under 20 miles in about a month or 2.  He's running the Chicago marathon and hoping to break 3 hrs for the first time.  I told him I'd join him for a few miles but something tells me I wouldn't keep up.  My "plans" as far as what I'd be doing for runs are pretty straight forward.  Nothing too long, just enough to build a base up.  I figure if I can consistently get up to 3-4 miles in the next few weeks and get my cardio back, that would work for me.  Especially considering the races that I will be "joining in"....lol  A new pair of shoes are in the future though and possibly orthodics.

So for me it's just getting back out there and being smart, something I'm not known for....so we'll see.  :-)

Until next time.....

Loving this no boot thing....sort of

Are you flirting with your dreams or are you committed? If you are committed, remember this: Anytime you make a commitment to something, it will be tested. People will try to distract you, challenge you, or even try to get you to compromise your values. Sometimes you might even have to stand alone when your following through on your commitments. Finally the question remains...are you flirting or are you committed? - Rex Crain

Week 2 sans boot started off with a weekend trip to Cleveland.  Had a seminar meeting with Monavie and they had a speaker come into town.  Packed house and alot of information, so it was a pretty cool event. 
I also promised Jodi's daughter Kaelynn the next time I was up I would bring popsicles, since that Friday she was getting her tonsils out and would not be able to eat much.  So Mr. Dave went over and got sucked into playing Marvel Comics Memory game, Connect 4 and Jr Monopoly.  It was still fun despite losing 2 out of the 3....not even on purpose.....I still don't even know how to play Jr Monopoly.  Also, much to the frustration of Jodi and the amusement of her husband, I seemed to be the only person to get her kid to drink.
Of course the weekend couldn't be complete without an ice cream stop with the Cleveland 10-Miler girls.  Deb, Kim and Mellisa met up (Bridgette ditched us) and it was a great time catching up.  Mellisa's son Matt joined in with Jodi and her kids this time.  I swear they are all absolutely amazing and they are the most positive upbeat people I've ever met.
During that time I thought it would be funny if I mention the pet shop around the corner, since Jodi's daughter loves to go there (and Jodi...not so much...lol)  So we met her husband there and walked around checking out the furry little critters, well, now it was her turn to get me back.  They had thought it would be funny if I came with them to some store named Justice.  Lets just say an all girls store was not as fun as the pet store....LOL

In the beginning of the week I had my follow-up with the doctor.  The last I saw him he told me to make 2 appointments.  One for a little over 2 weeks and one for less than a month.  If my foot was really bothering me, come back in 2 weeks and he would perform the deep tissue massage, something called Active Release Technique.  If it felt fine, cancel and he would see me in a month to discuss running again.  Well, things were going well, until for some reason this past weekend it slowly started getting worse.  I played it off (like I always do) and figured it was fine and was going to cancel the appointment.  Then I remembered something my friend Morgan said (who unfortunately is dealing with a stress fracture recovery as well) and that was to not mess around with the pain and not to hide it. (ok, I'm not quoting her...but I think she was telling me not to be stubborn)
So, I kept the appointment and went for the treatment.  It felt like my foot was getting flattened like a pancake.  I laughed when the doctor told me after to ice it because "it may not feel so good the next day or so."  Gee I wonder why....LOL

Dropped down to only one PT appointment for this week, which not sure is good or bad.  But considering I had A.R.T. on Tuesday, it was probably for the better.  My regular therapist was on vacation, so someone new stepped in.  I'm more than familiar with the routine as far as the exercises, which one's I like, which ones I dislike...(lunges...cough cough)  So got on the leg press machine and he tells me the sets.  I'm the first to admit that I'm a little cloudy on the amount of sets I do, since it varies depending on pain level and progression, but I thought it was more than normal.  Got the leg presses and calf raises complete and as I started to get off the machine he informs me to stay where I'm at.....New exercises. 
Oh joy, not only has he added reps, but new things to do.  He has me doing some form of "jumps" on the machine, without coming to a stop, then after that, doing single leg pushoffs, simulating a running motion.  I was definitely hesitant on both of these, especially at first.  He laughed and said don't worry, you won't break the machine, just push.  I had to inform him that it wasn't the machine I was worried about breaking.
Each exercise after got an increase of reps (except for the lunges...woohoo)  Towards the end he made the comment that he was just following orders and laughed how my PT went on vacation and made him out to be the mean guy making me do all this new stuff and more reps.....
My legs are pretty sore at the moment after all of that this week, but there is a glimmer of hope.....Which is no boot, so while there are times I want to avoid the soreness and go back to the boot, there's only one way to get it stronger..

Next week has another treatment lined up along with PT, so I'll just take it as it goes.  One step at a time.

Until Next Time.....

Baby Steps......One foot in front of the other.

How do you feel today? Actually, it doesn't matter! Never let your feelings take charge over your day. Create you own feelings. Tell your feelings how to feel. Life is a movie. The cameras are rolling. Make sure you are acting like a happy, kind, successful person! - Rex Crain

Today I feel....wait, according to Rex it doesn't matter.  :-)
But actually its been a long week.  Seems like it was a week of baby steps.  Then again, since it was my first week without the boot, it literally WAS a week of baby steps. 

For some reason I chose the first day out of the boot to be the one that started off with therapy in the morning.  Bright and early I show up without the boot and my therapist is surprised.  So my reward..."Let's add lunges"  Seriously?  I hate those when I'm 100%, now she wants me to do them when I'm hobbling.  So first set goes somewhat smoothly but of course it's with my good leg.  Now's the test and the first one, I lean forward and sure enough lose my balance and fall over.  I look up and shes giggling and tells me to try again.  Of course this time she gets down to one knee and holds both her arms out asking "if I want a spot".  I thought it was funny and almost fell on purpose to be a smartass.  But I was being cautious not wanting to hurt myself.
I seemed to make it through the day pretty well.  Nothing major.  That is until the next day.  I spent the weekend out of the boot, which is great, but it was spent searching for the person who beat my leg with a bat.  My calf was screaming and my ankle was tight.  Obviously the constant use during the day including stairs took a toll.  On Monday my therapist asked how my weekend was and when I made my bat comment, she of course said..."I may have had something to do with that after Friday".....Uh, YA THINK!!!!!
Of course this didn't stop her from adding yet another exercise to her little torture, errrrrrr, I mean list.
By Wednesday, I was feeling better and that meant "more reps" at therapy.  Granted I can't complain too much since I realize the whole point is to get me stronger and back to "normal".  But why can't they say, "hey, good job, you get a cookie or an ice cream cone or something like that."  LOL

As the week went on it slowly progressed and I started to notice a difference.  Mainly in the fact that I'm not as "focused" or hesitant with walking, including the stairs.  That's where the bad part comes in.  Yesterday I found myself going up the stairs, rather swiftly including two at a time, not paying attention.  I got to the top of the steps and realized what I did and kind of froze.  I moved my leg to make sure it was still there and slowly walked to my desk.  Granted I paid for it later, as last night it was pretty sore.  Memo to self....still need to be aware of things.  Just because I am without the boot doesn't mean I can do everything.  It's just hard to "focus" on something as simple as walking.

For those wondering about running, (since I've been asked about 10 times if I've started running yet) still not thinking about it, at least until I see the doctor.  I have nothing to run for until October, so just going to keep it simple...Bike and pool and weights and continue my therapy exercises.  While I have done no cardio this week, I've gotten a second wind and next week will get into the routine of the gym.  I find it funny, when I have the boot on, people see there is something wrong....Now that I have it off, people think I'm fine (boy do they not know me...heehee)  I am doing my best not to "limp" because I don't want the questions.

Looking forward to a relaxing weekend as well as a positive week ahead.

Until Next Time.....

To rock the boot or not rock the boot...THAT is the question!

I am not in this world to live up to other people's expectations, nor do I feel that the world must live up to mine. - Fritz Perl

For some reason I thought I blogged recently, I guess its been longer than I thought.  The last few weeks have had lots of ups and downs (So in other words....LIFE happened...lol)

Physical therapy - They don't mess around.  My foot and leg were put right to the test.  Bike, leg press, Hip raises, balancing, rubber band exercises, stretching....I've had 4 or 5 appointments and they have been progressing well.  Obviously the most enjoyable parts are at the end...Both because its over and because its time for ultrasound.  After about 3rd session I mentioned the pain in the bottom of my foot was still there.  Some quick investigating, she discovered "the spot" under my foot.  In between the captain of the toes (Seinfeld's words, not mine) and the second toe, was some nice inflammation.  Hinted that I may have damaged the ligaments.  Well she proceeded to dive her fingers pressing down my whole foot starting at the top.  When asked if I can hearing that "crunching" sound, my response was a painful, "yes its giving me foam roller flashbacks"  She chuckled and kept going.  Question....why must they think everything is funny when it comes to pain.  Nevermind, probably karma for my sick sense of humor with people.
Actually got a compliment this week as she noticed me walking with less hesitation.  Of course that was followed up with...Guess we need to add more reps to each exercise....Oh goody, I can't wait.

Official word from the Doc was Tuesday, the boot comes OFF Friday (as in tomorrow)  :-)
I have been slowly getting out of the boot the past 2 weeks, not wearing it when I am home, but I didn't want to rush anything.  I have been waiting for my follow up with the doctor.  He also agreed with the physical therapist regarding my foot.  I more than likely sprained some ligaments in between the bones, causing the main source of swelling, pain and scar tissue.  But as he said "no matter what the diagnosis, you jacked it up pretty good"  I laughed and said, "guess that's what I get for running the marathon on short training".  He asked if I would do another one....and my response was "of course, but I'll be smarter this time".  If the pain continues while off the boot over the next week or two, he wanted to explore a deep tissue massage.  I mean who doesn't love a massage?  Of course as he explained, this would not be a relaxing/enjoyable one and also not be performed by a female...  (Please no pain, please no pain...heehee)
As far as running again, well its in the far back part of my head.  Not because I don't want to, but I'd like to get through the walking part without pain.  The doctor did say that if things progress well over the next 3-4 weeks, maybe then we would discuss an action plan to start running.  I laughed to myself because he seemed more eager for me to run than I did.  I told him my goal was not to do any races or anything crazy, but I'd like to/need to be able to do 3-4 miles by early October.

Spent some time in Cleveland last weekend and went to a "Christmas in July" party,  which was rather interesting.  Being around new people with a boot on...I may or may not have heard "why you wearing that boot" once or twice.  I thought about making something up, but once you change your story, it gets complicated. 
Got to spend some time w the Cleveland 10 miler girls (well half of them at least)  I discovered my new favorite place....Menchie's Ice Cream.  Ya, all I can say is WOW.  I have to go back, since well, there were too many choices.
Also got to play hangman w/an 8 year old.  Been awhile since I've played that game....Not sure how many words or phrases we went through, but for the last word I got a long one.  I asked what type of word is it and her response...It's an awkward word that hasn't been invented yet.  Needless to say I lost.  Oh, and the word....squaregulopigus

In my "down time" from being active and working out, I decided to do something outside the box for me.  I started a program from Rex Crain called the 90 day life lift.  Rex is an amazing public speaker, life coach and just an all around inspirational, positive person.  On his site, he put that his mission "is to unearth the true treasure in each and every human heart; to release and unleash the dreamer in us all!" 
I've pretty much learned over the past few years alot about myself but I tend to get complacent and stuck at times.  I'm not the type of person to brag or boast or even tell people what I'm doing. (like I said, starting the blog was a new one....lol)  But in the last few weeks, my eyes have been opened and not always for the good.  It makes me wish I could go back in time.  Its weird, while I didn't think it would be easy, I didn't think it would be this hard.  The emails/challenges, some days I have to take a hard look at who I am or what I've done or who I have become and I don't like it.  But only I can do something about it.  Only I can change, if that's what I want.  I'm tired of being stuck....They say if you stop learning, you stop living.  Well, I'm not done living  :-)

Should be an exciting weekend....well, not so much exciting, but rather hopeful....Here's to pain free walking.  It also will be fun to finally not hear "here comes peg leg" when I am walking down the hall at work.....LOL

Until next time....

Physical Therapy - Reward for running

By feeling good throughout the day, you become an instrument of peace, and it's through this channel that you eradicate problems. - Dr. Wayne Dyer

I have to laugh, since when people see my boot for the first time, they always ask "What happened?"  My answer is "I attempted to run a Marathon, this is my reward."  Ok, so maybe I should say I completed a marathon....but we shall leave that discussion for another day.  Usually the comment comes with a chuckle from both parties and if they ask, I give them the story of the actual marathon and my training for it.

Well today started another phase of getting out of this lovely boot.  Physical Therapy.....I had some mixed emotions.  Not because I have grown to love this thing, cuz lets face it, I have not.  Can't wait to be able to be normal again. (and by that I mean walking without a black boot, since we all know I'm far from normal)  But there is still a considerable amount of pain with the boot off.....and PT means I have to spend more time out of it.

Physical therapy today did not consist of a lot of torture, mainly because some of the things she wanted to do she couldn't since pain was already there.  Did the whole conversation of "how did it happen" and "where does it hurt".  She poked and prodded and checked my range of motion and flexibility.......(Focus people, this is not a dream I had, I'm talking about PT here...heehee)

She had me walk to the other side of the room and sort of giggled as I was coming back and commented how it was obvious I was favoring one side and carefully placing my right foot down.  I tried walking as "correct" as possible despite the pain.  She then went over 4 different stretching exercises that I am to do each day to get the range of motion in my ankle and to help my calf, which btw, is now smaller than my left leg...LOL
Finished off with some ultrasound on the bottom of my foot and that was it.  Quick and easy....We scheduled our next few appointments and as I was leaving I was noticing my foot really hurt (something it rarely did while the boot was on)  She sort of laughed and said, "Ya, I'm sure he's not too happy with me right now"....I said imagine how pissed he is at me, I brought him here. (yes, I was just talking about my leg as he, I know, very funny....insert sarcasm)
Its going to be an interesting next couple of weeks/months.  Its not as bad as a few years ago when I was in sick in the hospital for weeks, lost most of my definition in my legs and had to "re-train" to walk again after about 2-3 months.  I can at least walk, just with pain....Just need to take it slow, I'm in no hurry....

In the last 2 weeks I got the opportunity to dog sit.  Some have joked I should open up my own little service with the amount I do.  But when you're single its not like I have a family to look after, so when people go out of town, guess who is first on their list?  Well, I have no idea who is, but somehow they all say no and the bottom of the list comes me....heeheee, ok, kidding.  First week were 2 Black Labs and a cat....after that were 2 Westies and a cat.  Luckily the house with the Labs has a fenced in backyard, that way I do not have to walk them (or should I say, they would not have to walk me with my boot)  They are all pretty well behaved....for the most part  :-)  But what they really are is all spoiled....I almost want to come back in my next life as a dog.

Next PT appointment is Friday,what a way to kick off the weekend.  One step closer to running again....well, at least walking again.  :-)

Until next time....

Dash for Donation 5k

Once you run out of excuses you can then become the person you were meant to be. - Unknown

Saturday was the Lifeline of Ohio - Dash for Donation 5k.  I had signed up to support Team Noah Man before my injury was diagnosed and despite the boot, I decided to go out and join them in the event, since after all we were just walking.  Here is an article from Saturday's Columbus Dispatch featuring the family.
The purpose of the day was to promote organ and tissue donation and transplantation and to encourage Ohioans to join the Ohio Donor Registry and give the “Gift of Life.”

I can honestly say I can't remember the last time I did a 5k.  These types of things are more fun with groups of people, since I can run 3 miles anywhere without paying an entry fee.
While we arrived, I headed off to see if I could find a friend of mine, Marc, who had his own team and walking the 5k.  I went to college with him and his wife.  He had a kidney transplant in 2000 and is currently going through dialysis.  It was great seeing them, albeit, for the short time as I went back to find the rest of the team at the "start line".

The morning started off with a Kids Dash with the Mascots.  Was pretty neat and surprisingly only saw one kid bite it.  But it was cool to watch the mascots form a wall to make sure he didn't get trampled on (at least more than he already had)


Kids Dash with the Mascots

So we start on our way, a nice leisurely stroll around downtown Columbus.  Weather was amazing and it was a lot of fun.  But, damnnnnn, it felt like I was out there all day. I missed seeing the first mile marker and after about a half hour I didn't think it would ever end.  We finally came up to mile 2 and people were asking the old "are we almost there" question.  Definitely a lot different than "running" a race.  I can also see why its much easier to run than walk.  You finish a lot quicker....heehee


Alan, Phil, Mark and I....I guess I got the boot, they got the kids


I got a lot of comments on the boot, which I couldn't really hide.  I had 3 strangers take pictures of me along the way.  One of them passed me and said that she had to take a picture to send to her husband and show him how lazy he was.  The next thanked me for being out there on one good leg.....But the last one was the funniest (for me at least)  I heard some giggling and someone mentioning how they couldn't believe I was walking with that on.  Well, a few seconds later the woman comes up and told me "she had to take a picture of my boot to send to her friend".  I smiled and responded by saying "it's ok I know you were only taking a picture of my butt".  Her friend started laughing and she bit her tongue and started blushing.  Hey at this point in the morning I needed a chuckle and thanked her for providing it.

We finally made it to the end.  It's weird, I definitely had some mini flashbacks from Cleveland.  Felt like I was walking for hours.  Ended up going to Bob Evans for some brunch and I headed back for an afternoon cat nap.  (I think it was deserved)


Myself, Dana, Hillary & Mark close to the finish



184 participants for Team Noah Man....Where's Waldo


I'm definitely feeling the affects of the "race" right now.  My lower legs and feet are pretty sore and all I did was walk.  LOL  But it was fun and for a great cause.
Goal for this week is to figure out when my physical therapy starts.

Until Next Time.....

I actually RAN today!!!!

In the end everything will be fine, if everything is not fine, then it is not the end! - Keith Cameron Smith

 

JUST kidding……I mean, I technically did "run", but it was in my head, in a dream.  Of course I knew it was a dream since well, I've got this on me.  Being injured and wearing a boot hinders the whole running thing.  Here is me and my friends daughter, who recently broke her ankle, so the two of us hopped around her brothers soccer game while I was in Cleveland hanging out.

Meaghan and I

 

Well it’s been awhile…..for a lot of things.  48 days since I have laced up the shoes and ran.  24 days actually wearing this stylish black boot on my leg.  Been 21 days since I last blogged and I've only sporadically checked others, which bums me out since I've learned I enjoy it.  Has been about the same time since I have done anything productive, as far as activity wise and frustrates me.  Part of me can’t get focused and other part tries to make excuses I suppose.

 

I have managed to keep myself busy and like everyone, looks back and thinks….Man, where did the time go.

 

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I spent 2 weekends in Cleveland volunteering at the area prison.  A friend of mines mom founded a non profit group called Wings Ministry.

The goal of the Wings Ministry is to connect spouses, caregivers and children of inmates with the nurturing and supporting relationships of Christian people in local churches. (ok, so I copied that from the site...lol)

It's really an eye opening experience.  We start out with games with the inmates and their children/families until everyone arrives and gets settled in.  There are songs from the prison band and interaction from everyone.  After that they act out a story from the bible.  Everyone participates, which is one of the "rules"  So the kids and families and volunteers get picked from the crowd and dress up for the story.  Once that is complete, the director speaks with the families while the kids and their dads go to the tables that are set apart so they can spend some "arts and crafts" time.  They can make cards together, decorate cookies, make necklaces out of cheerios and pretzels.  This is that part I enjoy, just watching them interact and seeing the joy in their eyes, doing something so simple.  Once that is finished we get into groups and have pizza and cookies, with at least one volunteer per table.  Spending time talking, answering questions and relaxing.  After dinner is cleared up we grab a bag and everyone gives one person at the table a new "outfit".  Creativity, with only newspaper, ribbon, paper plates and odds and ends.  It sounds corny, but its pretty fun.

Watching them leave is the hardest part.  Not a dry eye in the place.  In a way its hard to actually "explain" everything that goes on, some of which almost has to be experienced I guess. (if anyone gets the chance, come check it out)  Here is the website:

 

Was able to spend some time with most of the Cleveland 10 Miler girls, which was awesome.  It was sort of a way to celebrate some birthdays that happened in the past few weeks, mine being one of them…..I’m not a big birthday person, at least when it comes to me.  I’m all about everyone else’s and yes, that may be hypocritical, but that’s life…heehee  Heck, if it were not for facebook I’m not sure how many people would have known when mine was anyway.  But that’s fine, as I have been told, we all need our special day.  The less time the spotlight is shining, the better.  Dinner with friends is perfectly fine way to celebrate.



Mellisa, Me, Deb, Kim and Nell



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I've spent the last week animal/housesitting.  Watching animals can be fun and frustrating all at the same time.  Cats, pretty easy, low maintenance.  Dogs, they are like kids.  Need to schedule everything around them.  Everywhere in the house you go, they go.  Plus they have yet to learn to speak English.  I mean, hellooooo, isn't that what Rosetta Stone is for, to learn to speak new languages?  Have they not come out with a dog version?  LOL

Luckily my friends have a back yard, so I can let them outside rather than walk them around the neighborhood, since I'm pretty sure one of the labs would drag me around.  But it's like a mini vacation.  Of course, it's still in Ohio, I still have to go to work, just a different place to sleep.  Ok, never mind, not like a vacation. 

 

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I had a follow up with the Doctor this week.  I didn’t expect the worst, but also knew this little thing called pain was still there when I am without the boot, so nothing he said really shocked me.  The boot stays on….for now.  He has a plan.  He wants me to slowly work my way out of the boot, and no, that doesn’t mean I attempt to take it on or off like an 80-yr old w arthritis.  Starting next week, each day I take time without the boot, working my way up to a full day.  Both the stress fracture in the right leg and the stress reaction in the left leg were tender but the pain when he poked around was minimal.  The foot however hurts like H E double hockey sticks….(That would be ‘hell’ for you non spellers)  J

He is starting me on physical therapy to stretch and strengthen the muscles in and around the foot.  I also need to get some sort of orthopedics or special padding for my shoes, especially if I am going without the boot.

So no plans of training, in regards to running.  But I can still daydream and look ahead.  I may or may not search the sights to find any cool half marathons or triathlons when I get bored.

 

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Speaking of running, I will be participating in a 5k tomorrow.  The Lifeline of Ohio Dash for Donation.  I signed up before I was injured and this little thing won't stop me.  Now before you get any crazy ideas of yelling at me, I am NOT running.  I will however be walking (or hobbling, however you classify it)

Worst case it was brought up that they would get me a wheelchair and my buddy would push me the whole way along with his kids.  Told them I would pass on the wheelchair, as funny as that would be.  It's for a good cause and with some good friends.

Here is an article about the family and the race.

 

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I’m also using my “down time” towards reading.  I guess it helps when there is nothing but crap on to watch on TV, but I feel more productive this way.  I was about to start another Myles Monroe book and I’m itching to read Rex Crain’s new book, but I came across another book and started reading “The Amazing Results of Positive Thinking” by “Norman Vincent Peale“   It’s actually a great book so far and highly recommend it.

 

Yes, it sucks being injured.  Yes, it sucks wearing this boot.  But hey, it could be a lot worse.  It could be broke and have to be on crutches....It could be permanent.  The world does not stop, so you have to adjust.  I know it will be awhile before I am able to run again, but it’s all good.  Doesn’t stop me from planning my next race (which yes, I have looked into)  Granted, another marathon is not in my foreseeable future.  If someone put a gun to my head and asked when that would be, I would have to say 2013 at the earliest.  There’s always fun races as well as triathlons that are ahead before that.

 

I’ve at least gotten a plan of sorts, for a few things.  While it still sucks to drive by seeing everyone run, I don’t “have” to run.  I’ve found that I do actually enjoy it though, so coming from a swimmer, its weird to say.

 

Life doesn’t always go according to plan…..But that’s ok.  You need something to rock the boat every now and then.

 

Until next time…….

 

Side Note...Special thanks to my friend Kim who FORCED me to blog today.  Yes that's right, made me....and yes, by force, I mean suggest that just because I am not running doesn't mean I should stop blogging.  My blog was a way to hold me accountable during marathon training, as well as get me out of my comfort zone.  So since I currently have no race to look forward to, I can still hang out "outside of my comfort zone" and write about others things (as boring as it may be)  :-)

Of course she also threatened to physically harm my other leg if....ok, ok, ok, I'm just playin around.  Heehee  thanks