Got back to running on Thursday morning, albeit stupidly going 8 when I should have capped it at 6 or 7. My left calf, which ached during the race (maybe from all that starting up and slowing down) was still hurting. I was already 4 miles out when I realized it wasn’t going to let up but I didn’t dare shorten the run since that would have required walking and my running ground is on the marathon course – no way in hell was I going to replay Sunday’s shame, recovery run or not, so rational self argued with wounded pride and the latter won.
This morning I went for a more reasonable 6. The calf was better yet still a bit sore. It’s nothing serious, just an annoying consolation prize after successfully remaining ache-free the entire cycle.
There were a couple bright spots this week. First off, it looks like my evil upstairs neighbors are indeed moving out! I heard them making all sorts of commotion on Wednesday and when I looked out the window, they were loading their refrigerator into somebody’s van. This is HUGE! I can’t tell you how depressing it’s been living beneath them – I got used to the street noise soon after moving in, but their constant loud presence waking me up and the memory of our altercation colored every single day these past two months with a negative vibe. Not a good way to live.
Second bright spot was Thanksgiving dinner at Nick’s. He made a wonderful feast for 6 of us which was just the ticket for warming my heart and belly. Now I need to work on said belly which I’ve been stuffing for the last week with anything and everything. Emotional eating + less running = Clydesdale in the making.






Please do not bring any negativity in here.
Careful with that calf! Roll it gently! If you can’t get to the spot with the foamy, roll it on a tennis ball.
Yeah on the return to normalcy! Are you sure they aren’t preparing the fridge to put you in it??? LOL
Good job, taking it slow getting back. I swear the death march marathons wear ya out way more than the good ones for some reason. Okay, and you are going to LOVE Chicago. It’s just the best. Ever.
LOL!! For the rest of my readers, in case you’re coming in late, Dog is referring to my insane neighbors (both upstairs and down – they’re best friends) who both have cheezy laminated signs on their doors about leaving your “shoes and your negativity outside”. Meanwhile, the downstairs neighbor threw water in the realtor’s face for no reason and the upstairs neighbors are complete assholes who thought my saying something (with a friendly non-confrontational note) about being woken up at 3:30am means I have “serious emotional problems”. So the “negativity” signs are beautifully ironic.
Thanks Dog, I have been doing both ball and roller. Feels way better today.
Blackbear, too funny about the fridge, I wouldn’t put it past them. Evil, I tell you. Re: Chicago, would be wonderful to see you there, girl, any chance?
I ran for the 1st time on Thursday.. 6.5 with our trail runs group. Took it nice and easy, and ran a 5k race Sat, in Wildwood.. 25+ winds were tough, and finished in 22:08. Last .3 where right into the wind!
Nip that prospective Clydesdale in the bud! You don’t want to be clomping around your apartment keeping your new upstairs neighbours awake
Ewen, that cracked me up…neighhhhh.
Flyers, you madman, running a 5K this weekend. Great job on that!
Ha! I might need to join you in Clydesdale division. I’m clearly on my way again. I’m glad you’re getting back out there and that things are heading back to ‘normal’. In many, many ways, I hate recovery.
Not that I believe this Clydesdale talk for a minute, but wouldn’t that be “Athena”?
So both neighbors have that sign now. They’re not exactly concealing their joint wackiness, are they?
I was just thinking how funny it would be if one of those crazy neighbors of yours happened to be a runner or somehow stumbled upon this blog…although you’ve only stated facts about them so they’ve put this image on themselves
I hope the calf is even better by now, Flo. Regarding Clydesdale-ness, I always put on a scary amount of weight right after a marathon. I think my body retains water as part of the muscle repair process. So while you might want to check that emotional eating, don’t obsess over the number on the scale just yet.
At some point I wanted to check back in with you about the garmin, mapmyrun and training paces. Wanna take it to a forum thread, do it here, or via email? You know I want your thoughts, you wise woman.
Runforlife, hah, no chance that they’re runners at all, that’s not even a possibility. So I’m safe. :-)
Barb, thanks girl, calf is all better. About weight, I have been pigging out (Agile’s banana bread was a drug, I ate it all in 2 days) but you’re right, I decided to stop worrying about it today. In fact, I gained a couple lbs as soon as I swore off treats, so today I bought candy and ice cream so I can get thin again, lol.
I’m up for talking about running fun anywhere you want, though there’s probably not a lot more than what I already blabbed about, it’d be a pleasure to continue the conversation. So forum is cool if you think others would be interested (you know I’m always lurking in the Womens BQ thread even if I don’t post) or if you wanna do it via email, you’ve got my address. Any time, Barbina.
It must be tough having to run on the Philly course after the less-than-desired outcome of last Sunday. Parts of it showed up in dreams (nightmares) for me last year. I kept planning to return there by bus over the spring/summer and trying to conquer it on a training run, but never could. I guess that’s somewhat unrelated. What I mean to say is, I don’t think that your finishing of the 8 was stupid. I get it.