tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17683264819456498562024-03-05T00:09:45.442-05:00The Road To MadnessThe chronicles of an out of shape (and obviously deranged) romance writer who got the insane idea to run a marathon.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.comBlogger86125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-16832264790739509872013-08-30T17:53:00.002-04:002013-08-30T18:00:40.843-04:00Ready to Run<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">The
metronome I ordered to check my cadence just
arrived...apparently straight from China. It's
an "M50, with delicate appearance design, exquisite and small." Also
according to the box, it is "a professional mini meronome
multi-functional, have a professional test about tap function and stereo
earphone jack is available." Hmmm.... <span class="text_exposed_show">
The enclosed instruction sheet tells me what to do
"if un-normal sight show up," (wait ten seconds to "reload"), that I
should "make sure the battery is under correct positive and negative
side," and finally: "If the product needs to improve and upgrade, change
without prior notice." I can't wait to try it out!</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-14016045459207996622013-08-28T12:41:00.003-04:002013-08-28T12:41:47.129-04:00Is Change Afoot?As the days continue to get shorter, I might have to change my running time. This isn't an easy decision. Unless I exercise as soon as I finish my morning coffee, I invariably find an excuse not to run. This morning was a case in point. An unexpected rain shower made it darker than normal, so I decided to wait until it got light...and then abandoned my training schedule altogether. So I really need to exercise first thing after I get up. But I hate the thought of running in the dark! Not only is it scary, but I'm afraid I'll trip and get hurt. What to do, what to do...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-31594255689049648562013-08-26T06:33:00.000-04:002013-08-26T07:52:14.819-04:00Skunk!As if the diesel fumes weren't bad enough, a skunk sprayed half the neighborhood during the night! I managed to do my usual 1-1/2 mile loop, despite the nauseating smell. I had hoped to extend my distance this morning, but between the disgusting odor and exhaustion due to a weekend "cross-training" (i.e., doing two days of back-breaking yard work), I hurried back into the house instead.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-4709824257984047662013-08-23T09:23:00.000-04:002013-08-23T09:23:10.491-04:00DelusionsAt what point does hope and optimism turn into a delusion? I took yesterday off so as not to strain my hamstrings, and thought that <i>maybe</i> the rest would give me more energy today. But instead of feeling invigorated and peppy, I felt even worse! I managed to do the entire one and half mile loop without stopping, but only from dint of will. What is wrong with me? Am I <i>ever </i>going to see an improvement? How can I feel so bad?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-15058225637282506222013-08-21T06:26:00.000-04:002013-08-21T13:08:53.432-04:00The New NormalFeeling miserable seems to be my new normal. I made it around the neighborhood loop again today, teetering on the verge of collapse, my lungs sawing with every step. But no matter how awful I felt, I ran a mile and a half again, nonstop. That's progress!!! My next step is to devise a training schedule and set some realistic goals, such as adding a quarter or half mile to my distance every week. It's time to plan!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-43236098056925872002013-08-20T06:20:00.000-04:002013-08-20T07:07:06.731-04:00The Diesel FeudNo matter what time I go on my run, a neighbor with a big pickup truck always drives past me, enveloping me in diesel fumes. I'm beginning to suspect that he watches for me to leave the house so he can time his departure with mine. But despite the daily dose of carcinogens, I made it up both hills and around the block this morning -- A MILE AND A HALF NONSTOP! Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-31578056251227657392013-08-19T07:34:00.000-04:002013-08-19T07:34:01.390-04:00Mohammad and the Mountain<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Mohammad has come to the mountain! I conquered the first of the two hills on my course, and ran ONE MILE NONSTOP! Admittedly, it's just a small slope, nothing to get excited about, but it sure <i>felt</i> like I was running up a mountain, especially since I forgot to use my inhaler before my run. And better yet, I did it on my birthday. So today, as I gasped and wheezed my way around the neighborhood, I had something else to celebrate besides my last year in my 50's. I can actually run a mile!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-90610923468502633742013-08-12T06:24:00.000-04:002013-08-12T06:24:13.204-04:00No Euphoria YetAfter spending a three-day weekend resting and carbo-loading....I didn't see any improvement. Well, that's not precisely accurate. I jogged in place fewer times as I slogged around the block. But my lungs still burned, and I felt awful. The rabbits could hear me coming from half a mile away. One of these days I have to improve, don't I?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-16319398431642625072013-08-08T06:19:00.000-04:002013-08-08T06:34:37.194-04:00Where in the World is that Runner's High?<i>Runner's high: a <span class="ssens"> feeling of euphoria that is experienced by some
individuals engaged in strenuous running and that is held to be
associated with a release of endorphins by the brain.</span></i><br />
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I guess the operative word in that definition is "some." I'm not experiencing anything even remotely resembling a state of euphoria. All I feel is utter exhaustion -- and it isn't getting better as the days go by. I'm starting to fear that the purported "high" has an expiration date...and I left it behind decades ago!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0Hagerstown, MD, USA39.6417629 -77.71999319999997639.543936900000006 -77.881354699999974 39.7395889 -77.558631699999978tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-42621026392452969752013-08-05T06:16:00.002-04:002013-08-05T06:18:31.752-04:00Heavy BreathingLots of heavy breathing this morning -- and not of the romantic type. My lungs were on fire as I slogged around the block. No improvement in my distance, either. I'm still doing three half-mile intervals, or just under that distance, walking up the hills and stopping occasionally to jog in place. I could use a boost here!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-1281706203187667042013-07-30T06:26:00.003-04:002013-07-30T06:26:51.287-04:00Running on EmptyThere doesn't seem to be any correlation between how tired/sick/lazy I feel and how well I run. In fact, the reverse seems to be true: the more tired I am, the better I run. What does that mean?<br />
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In any case, I jogged the neighborhood loop this morning, and despite feeling tired, I managed to do all right. The loop is about 1.3 miles long. I've divided it into three sections, separated by two hills. I'm still walking up the hills, but can jog the rest, although I still have to stop and run in place frequently to catch my breath.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-13959514195293591112013-07-29T06:24:00.000-04:002013-07-29T08:37:30.123-04:00A New LowJust when I think I can't possibly get any worse, I hit a new low. I staggered around the block in five-yard increments this morning, stopping frequently to catch my breath. I felt so weak and tired at one point that I feared I would collapse. In fact, I was so slow that even the rabbits didn't bother to move out of my path! This <i>has</i> to get better, right?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-34028530378028503032013-07-25T06:36:00.003-04:002013-07-25T06:38:26.435-04:00Doubling DownI doubled my distance! Okay, considering that my "distance" yesterday was about ten yards, that isn't saying much. Still, I forced myself to go out and jog/walk around the block. So far my longest jogging stretch is about two minutes nonstop, slightly downhill.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-6272105133343352052013-07-24T06:50:00.002-04:002013-07-24T06:50:24.243-04:00Ready, Set...Go?Today was the big day, the restart of my marathon training program. I put on my running clothes. I used my inhaler. I got the correct cadence in my head for Chi running (180bpm). Then I went outside....and made it to the end of the cul-de-sac before I ran out of breath. <br />
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So I am definitely out of shape. I walked/jogged around the block, about 3/4 of a mile. I walked up the big hill, and tried to jog in place whenever I needed a break (every few yards). My cadence was fine, but I know I didn't have the lean right. And I can't believe how out of shape I am:(<br />
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But it was a start. And the good news is that my hamstrings didn't hurt. I didn't do them any further damage that I could tell. Admittedly, I didn't do much running, either, but hey, it's a start!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-88921915275702195442013-07-23T13:16:00.001-04:002013-07-23T13:17:54.722-04:00Still Waiting...My right hamstring has healed. The left one is still iffy, so I haven't tried to run yet. In the meantime, I took a Chi Running class and learned the basics. I'm easing into minimalist shoes, transitioning toward a lower profile. I am hoping to start running again soon. I'll be back to zero, but I guess that's just the way it goes....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-9273284607723592062013-04-14T14:30:00.002-04:002013-04-14T14:32:29.595-04:00Runner's High<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMStxwH0L7sYBCD4Iz_fWzc2OOrpHZimBlJrhjGO8GkZGM66PVXofcGRzZmwaLWbHWyvEyk7haP6IEOlEp0Nh6WEW4xqGDzNXJOV6DTtOI4c2gQFqxtO6ggZgeinbSN_9Hp0v5-XVDsgdo/s1600/shoe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMStxwH0L7sYBCD4Iz_fWzc2OOrpHZimBlJrhjGO8GkZGM66PVXofcGRzZmwaLWbHWyvEyk7haP6IEOlEp0Nh6WEW4xqGDzNXJOV6DTtOI4c2gQFqxtO6ggZgeinbSN_9Hp0v5-XVDsgdo/s1600/shoe.jpg" height="150" width="200" /></a>I just spent the most I've ever spent on a pair of running shoes, a personal high. My husband still can't breathe. These are transitional shoes to ease me into the barefoot phase. I'm hoping this phase passes quickly so I can make progress. My husband, on the other hand, doesn't look nearly as excited about having to eventually buy more shoes.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-7604855726214260552013-04-13T12:35:00.004-04:002013-04-13T12:35:59.719-04:00Mambo JumboThis cadence thing is fun. It's a lot easier -- and far more entertaining -- to hop around the house to Mambo Number Five than it is to go outside and run! But sometime soon I'll have to make the transition. Right now I am still trying to learn the correct moves. The last thing I want to do is reinjure myself by running wrong. <br />
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Tomorrow will be exciting. I'm going to buy my first-ever pair of minimalist shoes. Well, that's not exactly true. Back in the old days, all our tennis shoes were minimalist. That's all there was. But now we get to pay a lot of money for high-tech shoes that simulate how our feet would feel if we went barefoot for free. Progress!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-33010100197573095132013-04-10T15:15:00.000-04:002013-04-11T05:08:41.393-04:00Standing on One LegSo today I am practicing how to stand on one leg. I've started reading the <a href="http://www.amazon.com/ChiRunning-Revolutionary-Approach-Effortless-Injury-Free/dp/1416549447/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1365621198&sr=8-1&keywords=chi+running" target="_blank">Chi Running book,</a> and am trying to learn the correct posture for this new technique. I'm also downloading songs with the target cadence onto my ipod.<br />
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Not that I'm doing any running at the moment. My hamstrings are just now healing again, so I am taking this very slowly. I'm walking around barefoot in the house, and plan to buy some minimalist shoes this weekend for short walks. Apparently I have to build up to running in them.<br />
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In any case, I sure hope this works! It certainly makes sense, and explains my chronic injuries -- something no doctor has been able to do for the past thirty years! And I simply refuse to give up yet. I am determined to conquer this problem once and for good! Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-61515093544702378042013-03-26T06:25:00.000-04:002013-03-26T06:25:00.979-04:00Chi Running - An Exercise in Futility?Chi running... An exercise in futility or the solution to my problems at last? Two physical therapists, an MRI, yoga classes, and a month of inactivity later, I am turning to chi running with the hopes that I might finally conquer my hamstring problems. Nothing else has worked.<br />
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The philosophy behind it makes sense. I used to get shin splints in the pre-padded running shoes era, and have been tearing my upper hamstrings ever since. Could changing the way I stride be the key? The people in the you-tube tutorials certainly seem to be gliding along nicely. When I try it, though, I feel extremely awkward. How can I lean forward like that? And I have no idea where my feet are landing. I think I'm landing in the mid-foot area, but are my feet under my shoulders or out in front? Maybe my husband can take a video, and I can figure it out. I think I need expert analysis. More googling and research ahead....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-23304266008671659792013-03-04T16:21:00.001-05:002013-03-04T16:24:12.047-05:00And the Verdict Is....The verdict is in. My upper hamstring muscles are torn. That explains the constant pain. The good news is that I should be able to run again, assuming I can heal properly and keep from chronically re-tearing them. The doctor has recommended stretching. So more physical therapy and yoga, I guess.<br />
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He also recommends going slower -- as in not trying to do so much so fast. I didn't have the heart to tell him I could barely run a mile outdoors after four months of training, and had to work up to even that sorry distance in one minute increments. I'm not sure how much slower I can go! <br />
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There's an upside to this, though. At this rate, by the time I can complete a marathon I'll probably be in the over 90 age group and might have a shot at winning! Something to look forward to, I guess.<br />
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Anyhow... My training will continue. Slowly. Painfully. But the dream remains alive! Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-24356935800933127202013-02-27T07:29:00.001-05:002013-02-28T07:11:05.200-05:00Waiting for the Verdict...The MRI was fun: thirty minutes of listening to new age flutes and whistles through my headphones while a jackhammer pounded in the background, punctuated by screeches and clanks. One good thing about running, though. I've gotten good at ignoring discomfort, including alarming sounds. In fact, the so-called "spa" music got on my nerves more than the construction noise. <br />
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Of course, as soon as I got home I couldn't resist putting the CD they gave me in my computer and checking out the results. After spending half an hour scrutinizing the blobs and blurs, I decided that either half of my left hip is missing or I have no idea what I'm looking at. Hopefully the doctor can figure it out. <br />
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So now I wait for the verdict. Is there a marathon in my future? Or am I destined to spend my old age plodding along on the treadmill, mentally reliving my glory years? Stay tuned to find out...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-47801262502085809662013-02-21T06:53:00.002-05:002013-02-21T07:24:31.478-05:00The Perils of RestingWho knew that resting could be dangerous? I took a week off, and it caused my hips to hurt. Seriously, once I stopped running they began aching with a vengeance. How could NOT exercising do that? Regardless, I'm taking this as a sign that I'd better keep moving!<br />
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Unfortunately, I'm in a holding pattern these days. I'm still jogging a slow three miles on the treadmill, but the old hamstring injuries have flared up to the point where I need to deal with them before I can move forward. So next week I'm having an MRI to see if we can assess the damage. Next comes pinpointing the cause, and then figuring out a treatment, assuming there is one. I'm hoping that I can overcome this and run again. I'd better be able to! I don't even want to imagine how badly I'll start to ache if I have to stop.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-1525282213361224512013-01-28T06:46:00.001-05:002013-01-28T06:46:22.081-05:00The Woes of a Slow LearnerI need remedial running lessons. How on earth am I supposed to increase my cadence and not my speed? I tried taking shorter strides so that my feet would hit the treadmill more often, but that just made me speed up and get more winded. Even trying to land on the balls of my feet didn't work. Clearly I'm doing this wrong. It is frustrating to be so incompetent!!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-54058831445640889622013-01-26T10:38:00.004-05:002013-01-26T12:59:38.218-05:00TMI?As if I needed something else to worry about, I discovered today that I need to increase my cadence. According to the <a href="https://buy.garmin.com/shop/alp.do?query=garmin+watch%20&alpref=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.google.com%2Faclk%3Fsa%3DL%26ai%3DC1RSmzhYEUcXuKoaa6wHc7YGQDKHZ_YoCyaTYt3LZt_X0ywEIABACKANQ05L6kwdgyaaLiYikgBDIAQGqBBlP0Ofaz6P7P4QlizaSVYIFbWD3BGV05GB8gAfZpJMv%26sig%3DAOD64_1gW_wfa1fEQMrKwL1_JdaZX0Rpdg%26ved%3D0CD4Q0Qw%26adurl%3Dhttp%3A%2F%2Fwww.dpbolvw.net%2Fclick-2015854-11228609%253Fsid%253D11x60c252x40_248%26rct%3Dj%26q%3Dgarmin%2Bwatch%2Brunning" target="_blank">Garmin watch </a>I wore during my workout on the treadmill, my <a href="http://www.kinetic-revolution.com/running-cadence-recent-research-and-metronomes/" target="_blank">running cadence</a> is 77 steps per minute. Since I had no idea what that meant, I looked it up. It turns out that I should be taking more steps. Elite runners take over 180 steps per minute! A slow cadence uses more energy than a fast one and might increase the risk of injury.<br />
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So now what do I do? Frankly, I've been too busy just gasping for breath during my runs to worry about how many times per minute my feet strike the ground. Maybe ignorance really is bliss.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1768326481945649856.post-70156162882261886452013-01-23T06:43:00.000-05:002013-01-23T07:39:23.567-05:00The Perils of Physical TherapyPhysical therapy wrecked my knee! Seriously, this is ridiculous. After going to PT yesterday to find a way to improve my hamstring injury, I now have a stiff right knee.<br />
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I can't believe I used to just put on my shoes, go out the door, and run. Now I've got an inhaler for my exercise-induced asthma, special stretching exercises for my hamstring injury, hammer toe exercises, roomy shoes designed for my gait, tart cherry juice to reduce inflammation, a strength-training regimen to follow, yoga classes to limber me up, compression socks, moisture-wicking shirts and bra -- and the problems keep getting worse! Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113214515809102250noreply@blogger.com0