Showing posts with label cross-training. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cross-training. Show all posts

Monday, November 6, 2023

NOT DEAD YET (Part 3)

Welcome back, friends. If you missed Part 1 & Part 2 of this little update, you might want to take a skim before continuing on. :)

Last we left off, I was dealing with a wild-out-of-left-field knee injury that took me out of running for five weeks, and had started dealing with it via as much elliptical, spin bike, & swimming as I could psychologically stand. (Which was still only a moderate amount, don't @ me.)

SEPTEMBER
Little by little, my knee did start to heal. I was able to run half a mile, then a whole one, then four in a row. I felt like I was walking such a fine line, trying to balance rest days and cross training with ever-so-gradually inching up the mileage to see if I could even get close to 7.5 and have a hope of finishing 12K. On Monday September 11, I ran seven miles; it gave me just the TEENSIEST little twinge in my knee and so I immediately pulled back, & did only cross training until we got to new Jersey that Friday.

Friends, I ran the race! And you know what? While it wasn't fast (of course I knew it couldn't possibly have been fast), I am still actually really proud of the way I ran it, in that I ran totally by feel, without looking at pace. And given how I felt at the end (ie LIKE DEATH), I feel like I actually nailed the effort releative to my current fitness.

Thankfully we had three other masters women running who (again) ran much, MUCH faster than me and brought home another 3rd place National Champs medal for the team. I ran 8.5 miles total for the day (7.5 race + 1 mile warm up) & had not a single peep from my knee at any point. Friends, I will take that!

Monday, October 3, 2016

CIM WEEK 9 of 18: Improvement on the knee front!


I know, sorry....I had no good pictures this week
because I spent it mostly hoping my leg wouldn't fall off.

Not an amazing week, but honestly, considering the shape my knee was in last week, it was better than I'd hoped for. This was a scheduled off-week from lifting, but I still did at least a little body weight strength work & stretching for glutes, hamstrings, and hips every most days.

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

CIM WEEK 8 of 18: Knee Troubles :(

I am always superstitious about filling out my weekly logs before the runs are actually done, like it's somehow going to jinx me & cause me to get sick or hurt or some kind of emergency to come up. But this week I had some extra time early in the week & just thought, "Eh, that's stupid, let me just get this stuff typed up now while I have time." Three days later, I kid you not, I could barely walk.

Here's how the week went down:

Monday 9/19: a.m. strength work / p.m. karate.

This was the day after my 19.5 miles in Half Moon Bay, and I felt totally fine. No knee pain. Now, I was quite tired so pushed strength work to Tuesday, but throughout karate I was completely fine--no hint whatsoever that anything was wrong.

Tuesday 9/20: a.m. strength work / p.m. 2 warm-up, 6 x 200m / 200m jog, 4 miles marathon pace, 6 x 200m / 200m jog, 2 cool down = 11 total

Good solid track workout; again, not a twinge anywhere. I finished it thinking how weird it felt to have these double-digit track workouts starting to feel normal.

Wednesday 9/21: Rest

I had planned a short, easy run as long as I felt good, but in the grand tradition of WTF Wednesdays, I felt awful and exhausted and spent most of the evening sleeping, rising only to devour Shalane's recovery salad & a slice of marathon lasagna.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Three Things Whatever Day It Is

THING #1: According to random.org, the winner of The Fro Yo Run entry is ROSE RUNNER!! Check your email, lady; there's a code coming your way.

ALSO, Jen at RunningTangents also has an entry to give away, and I think hers is open until Wednesday night, so if anyone wants another shot, get over to her blog today or tomorrow!

If you're so inclined, you can still get a four-pack for $150, and there's a $5 coupon available here.

THING #2: Injury Update:

Since I stopped running three weeks ago, I've been trying to keep up my fitness by doing workouts on the elliptical. The down side is that I can only do that on week days since my gym is by my office 30 miles away, so my "runs" have pretty much been capped at about an hour. (Also, elliptical is never super comfortable for me so I doubt I'd do much more than that anyway.) Since I can't really do tons of volume right now, I've been trying to balance things out with mostly interval "speed work" instead, which has the added benefit of making the time go by faster.

My leg has felt pretty good in the last week, so this past Monday I decided to take a shot at the first step in my sensible-return-to-running plan (more or less the same program my PT had me follow with my stress fracture last year): 1:00 jog followed by 2:00 walking. The goal is to do 30 minutes (so 10 intervals), but I was definitely not above stopping if it started to hurt at all. Thankfully, though, there was no pain and I completed the entire thing. Winning! (Or, y'know, breaking even, which I will totally take.)

The idea is to do a 30:00 walk-run session every other day (as long as there is no pain), gradually increasing the time spent running & decreasing the walking. So tomorrow it's another 10 intervals, this time 90 seconds on/90 seconds off.

Even though there is no pain, I can still tell that my body is super hesitant about bearing weight on my left arch through each stride & tries all sorts of tricks to avoid it. And it's kind of funny & amazing, how every time that starts to happen, I can feel some old injury start to complain. The more I think about it and pay attention to my body, the more I honestly feel like I can trace nearly every running injury I've ever had back to this one issue, which is both awesome (there might actually be *one* root cause!) and terrifying (if I can't fix it, I'm basically screwed).

THING 3: YOU GUYS I AM TRAVELING FOR FUN!!

I haven't traveled anywhere for fun since January, so next week we're taking off for Portland/Willamette Valley. Current plans include tooling around the city drinking beer & eating ridiculous food for a couple of days, then drinking All The Wine in the northern valley/eating more ridiculous food, then hiking the Columbia Gorge for a few days/drinking more beer. I mean yes, I'm supposed to be celebrating a marathon PR, but far be it from me to complain. The way I see it, this just means I get another cool trip come January.


Portland


Willamette Valley


Columbia Gorge

And yes, if my pictures don't look *exactly* like this, I am going to be disappointed.

Monday, June 30, 2014

SRM WEEK 7: In Which A Long Run Does Not Suck. Also Memes.

For whatever reason, my 13 mile long run on Sunday felt like kinda no big whoop, which is remarkable because usually for me getting ready for a long run is epic melodrama that progresses more or less along the following trajectory:

  • Denial. "Long run? What long run? LA LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!1!"
  • Anger. "Stupid MARATHON TRAINING with its stupid LONG RUNS & stupid GELS and SUNSCREEN and BODY GLIDE and goddammit whose goddam effing stupid-ass idea was this whole thing anyway."
  • Bargaining. "Maybe it'll seem less awful if I wait another hour. Maybe I'll prefer the long run to stabbing myself in the face if I have a little cheese first. Maybe if I wear new shoes it will distract me from wanting to hurl at the very idea of running for 2+ hours."
  • Depression. *Weeps quietly while putting on running clothes, gathering gels, & applying sunscreen.*
  • Acceptance. "Let's just effing get this shite OVER WITH already."


Every damn Sunday.

This is one of the many reasons why I doubt I will ever really be a marathon junkie. My interest in ever running for more than two hours straight is pretty darn low.

But no; on Sunday I just got dressed, watched some World Cup while I slathered myself in sunscreen & body glide & figured out where on my person to stash my gels, cued up some RadioLab on the ol' headphones, & headed out. Honestly it never really felt very hard (okay, maybe the last .75 miles or so) & the whole thing was over before I knew it. Keeping good form all the way to the end felt easier than usual, and nothing hurt (except for a twinge in the arch of my right foot towards the end, which is new). So....progress?

Nike Dri-Fit Racer tank & Brooks running cap.
Since there is the potential for the latter part of Santa Rosa to be sunny and warm-ish, I've been reading up on strategies for running a hot marathon (something I clearly did not do before M2BM last summer & was definitely regretting by mile 20). No, it's not like it'll be 90° & 90% humidity or anything, but since most people's performance in long endurance events tends to go downhill pretty rapidly once temps get above 60°, especially in full sun, it seems kind of dumb not to do everything I can to keep as cool as possible. (Within reason, obviously; I will not, for example, be purchasing a $200 cooling vest to wear until the last possible moment before the start.)

I took advantage of the 80° midday temps on Sunday to try out a tip from the insanely speedy Camille Heron & did my run in a super-thin, light, white singlet & white cap. Originally I'd been thinking I'd just run Santa Rosa in as little clothing as possible (ie a light-colored sports bra & thin shorts) in order to stay cool, but having tried a few different combinations at different distances, Camille has actually had the best results at the marathon distance in a singlet. She's found that the singlet keeps her cooler because it retains the sweat, as compared to just letting most of it evaporate (which is what happens if you're shirtless/sports bra only).

I tried to stay in direct sun as much as possible in order to see how it worked for me, and though the run obviously felt a little harder than usual because of the heat (particularly going uphill), I actually felt pretty comfortable the whole time. There was a light breeze, which compounded the cooling effect of the sweaty singlet and felt GREAT in the sun.

I took one gel before the run & five more during, about one every 20 minutes of running (so every ~25 minutes of real time accounting for traffic lights & water stops), which works out to about 40g of CHO per hour. My stomach seemed just fine with that, so next week I'll try taking them even closer together. If I can tolerate ~60g per hour by Santa Rosa, I'll be happy; I'll just have to work out where on my person I'm going to stash that many gels...

* * * WEEK 7 * * *
(8 to go)

I will not insult you by quoting that Bon Jovi song. (I'm sure you know the one I mean.)

Grand Total: 40 miles

    * 2.4 speed
    * 3.1 race/tempo
    * 13 long
    * 21.5 easy

Plus:

    * 1.5 hours strength/stretch/roll
    * 22 miles bike

The nice thing about this past week was that my easy runs have finally topped out. The long runs will obviously continue getting longer & the track & tempo/threshold runs occasionally get up to 10-11 miles, but the easy maintenance runs pretty much hit eight miles & stay there.

Monday: a.m. strength work / p.m. karate

Tuesday: 6 speed (2 wu, 6x400m @ ~6:30 w/ 1:30 jog recoveries, 1.6 cd)

    Once again, any hypothetical Tuesday a.m. biking I might have done was thwarted by morning work stuff. BUT, I did get in a *lovely* track workout with Kimra, so in the end this day can only go in the win column.

Wednesday: a.m. strength work / afternoon 5 easy / p.m. SEE NEIL GAIMAN AT THE WARFIELD

    So back in January or something, Neil Gaiman (one of our favorite authors) announced a show in San Francisco where he'd read his newest short story "The Truth is a Cave in the Black Mountains" accompanied by the Australian string quartet Fourplay & with artwork projected on a screen. I remember emailing Don & being like, "WE SHOULD TOTALLY GO TO THIS!!!" I think he emailed back something amused & non-committal, & then I forgot about this entire conversation for six months. The show came up again maybe a week ago & I was like, "Ah, we should have gotten tickets to that. I totally forgot. I'm sure they sold out months ago." Don just looked at me like I was crazy & was like, "We have tickets." "OMG are you serious?!?!" "Um, yes. I got them the day you emailed me." Well okay then.

    I was over the moon excited about this. In practice, it meant that I only had about 1.5 hours between getting home from work & when I needed to meet Don downtown, which, with stop lights & showering & public transit, meant I only had time for 5 miles & not the prescribed 8. Not that it much mattered; those 5 miles kicked the shit out of me & there is absolutely no way in hell I could have gotten to 8 anyway, hungry cannibals nonwithstanding.

Thursday: a.m. massage / p.m. 8 easy

    My massage therapist says that my really tight spots (mostly right calf, hip, & adductor) are starting to loosen up more quickly than they did at first, which is promising. I am still supposed to do as much rolling as I can at home, the idea being that the really intense work he does will make my rolling at home easier & more effective.

    I ran my 8 easy miles that evening but OMG they were so. Freaking. Hard. I'm sure it's just the cumulative fatigue setting in, but after a couple of miles I just couldn't get my hamstrings & glutes to fire properly, & as a result I am sure I ended up overusing other muscles in ways I should not be doing. I've had sore shins on & off for the last few weeks, but it kind of freaked me out that Thursday evening there was one small spot on my right shin that was particularly painful, and whereas the pain usually goes away maybe a half hour or so after I finish running, this lingered well into the evening. I iced it all night, which helped some, but there is definitely part of me that felt like I was getting a yellow flag that an extra rest day was in order.

Friday:

    I did not do strength work Friday morning. Instead, I got an extra hour of sleep. I know that I don't sleep enough in general & that sleep quantity & quality affects healing, so this seemed like a smart trade off. The painful part on my shin actually felt fine on Friday, but I was freaked out enough by it that I decided to ride the spin bike that afternoon instead of risking irritating it with a run.

    On the subject of biking--When you're doing the same thing every day (running) and don't really have much day-to-day sense of progress being made, it's easy to get kind of blase about the idea that anything is really changing in your body. Blah blah x miles in x * 8.3 minutes blah blah tired blah blah x miles in x * 8.3 minutes blah blah hard etc. etc.

    Consider this, though: From January to March, I improved from riding like 14 miles in an hour at level 9-11ish (whatever that means) to riding about 17 miles an hour at the same level with the same level of effort/exertion. On Friday, I rode 22 miles in an hour at level 12-13ish and seriously felt like maybe I should have been working harder.

    The hell you say.

Saturday 8 tempo-ish (3.65 warm-up, 3.14 "race," 1.21 cool down)

    On Saturday I wanted to run SF Pride Run 5K, not really as a RACE-race, but more for fun & a few tempo miles. I showed up early enough to run an easy, protracted warm-up, then ran the 5K (not all-out but still probably a little harder than I'd planned), then did enough of a cool down to get me to 8 miles for the day. Although I rolled my ankle on the wet pavement warming up, my legs gradually loosened up & by the time the race started actually felt pretty good. Even better, the super painful spot on my right shin that was bothering me so much on Thursday seemed to have completely disappeared.



    Yay for running into old friends!

    I don't know if it's just mental or what, but this was absolutely the easiest 8 miles I've run so far this training cycle and I felt great afterward & not *at all* like I'd just run 8 miles with 3 of them fairly hard. Maybe I should do little local races for my tempo runs more often. :)

Sunday: 13 long

There are 55 miles on my schedule next week, but since I've only just made it to 40, I'll be perfectly happy if I end up in the mid 40's.

Monday, March 3, 2014

The Bruises Are Worth It

Okay, so apparently I was wrong.

Last week I read a fascinating book called The Power of Habit (more on that later, in a totally non-preachy way, promise) & one of the topics the author got into was how businesses tap into people's psychology to create strong habits that involve giving your money to said business. Every habit has a cue and a reward, and in order to leverage people's habits for the good of your business, you have to figure out what the reward is for them, what do they really get out of it. (Often not actually the product / service you're selling, interestingly enough.)

One of the examples he used was gym memberships. And it turns out that after putting years and years and millions of dollars into exhaustively researching what keeps people coming to a gym, there is one secret. One main reward that people seek when they go to the gym, the one thing that consistently keeps people coming back & paying their dues month after month.

Any guesses? You'll never guess.

SOCIALIZING. This is apparently the *entire driving force* behind group exercise classes.


Incredulous Kanye is incredulous.

If you say so, Charles Duhigg.

I told you I wasn't really a gym rat.

On Wednesday I saw my PT, who had a student PT with him, so he poked & prodded & ground away at all the "collagen cross-binding" (read: giant knots of scar tissue) in my calf, & then she poked & prodded & ground, ART & cupping & all manner of unpleasantness ensued, & like always, I went home tastefully bruised.


"No, it's okay, they're the good kind of bruises!" <= statements
that should never have to be uttered. (BTW, this is totally one of those
Lauren Fleshman "keeping it real" moments.

(Sidenote: If you don't read Lauren Fleshman, what is the matter with you??? Get over there. You can read the rest of this later. Yes, she runs for Oiselle, but she is also a professional runner so sponsorship deals are a big part of how she eats & pays her bills. Also, she is not constantly shilling for them or choking the internet with posts about how much she {heart}{heart}{heart}'s her #Oiselle teammates. And, she's just an amazing & fabulous human being.)

So yes, there is still a not-insignificant amount of scar tissue in my legs (which I'm also working on grinding out at home with the lacrosse ball), but there's less of it now, and also I do actually seem to be getting stronger. But more importantly, he pronounced that for the next 1-1.5 weeks, I can run up to 5 x 4:00 w/ 1:00 walk breaks, and if that goes well & I don't have any symptoms, then (drrrrrumrrrrolllll) I'm clear to start running for twenty minutes straight without walk breaks.

Did you hear that?? No walk breaks. Smell you later, Galloway.

I can't even remember the last time I was this excited about something.

* * *

Grand Total: 59 miles

    * 10.8 running
    * 37 easy (bike)
    * 5.5 speed (bike)
    * 5.7 elliptical

Monday: a.m. strength / p.m. 14 bike

    (No karate cuz picking Don up from the airport.)

    If you've been reading for a while you might remember that a big part of my strength work is push-ups, and that one of my big goals since last summer has been to gradually work up to 15-20 push-ups with a 25 pound plate on my back (while maintaining good form). For the last couple of months, I've been doing four sets of 15 with a 10 pound plate during every strength session, which has gone from "OMG this is impossible" to "Ugh, I can do it, but it really sucks" to "Meh, not that different than without the plate." Back in the summer or fall sometime, I got the 25 pound plate out just to see what it felt like & if I could do anything with it at all. As I recall I managed about three push-ups (with questionable form) before I could no longer get my chest back up off the ground once it was there.

    So using the ten pound plate has gotten easy, and I noticed last week that my gym actually has a few 15.5 pound plates (which, huh??), so I decided that this week I'd try using that one instead of the ten & see how terrible it was. Well, Monday morning I couldn't find any of those. So I went, "Eh, what the heck?" & got the 25 out instead, just to see what kind of progress I had made since the last time I tried.

    And you guys, on my first set, I did all 15 push-ups with the 25 pound plate. And on the second set, I took a short pause after 10, but still completed all 15. My form wasn't absolutely perfect (I need to work on getting all the way down on every rep), but it wasn't terrible, either.

    So yeah. Last summer I declared my mission to make that 25 pound plate my bitch. I wouldn't say I'm quite there yet, but she definitely has cause for concern.

Tuesday: a.m. 2.85 run (7 x 3:00 w/ 1:00 walk breaks) + 2.65 elliptical / p.m. bike, 3.2 warm up, 2 x (5:00 @ 5K effort, 1:00 easy, 3:00 hard sprint, 2:00 easy), 1.6 cool down = 10.3 speed.

    The running, it is just lovely. But apparently I semi-failed at carbs again on Tuesday afternoon, because as soon as I got on the bike I realized I had a hollow pit where my stomach should have been & had that light-headed nauseous feeling the whole way through my warm-up. I decided I'd just do as much as I could without feeling utterly miserable, even if it meant just doing an easy ride instead of speed stuff, and that would be okay. Weirdly, though, as soon as I started the first hard interval I suddenly felt fine, got through the whole 45 minute workout with no problem, and all of it was actually pretty easy. (Still--I scarfed a car banana immediately afterward.)

    AND, came home to find these bad boys on the table, which I'd pre-ordered a while back using one of those sweet post-holiday coupons I was talking about earlier:

    What's even more exciting than getting to run again? Getting to run in sweet new kicks.

Wednesday: a.m. PT / p.m. karate

    Originally I'd planned to get one more treadmill run in with the shoes I'm wear-testing before I have to make my final report & send them back (can't say much about them, but OMG. So much love. I have seriously debated not returning them. I kid, I kid. Mostly) plus a little elliptical time. But my work day had other plans, & that combined with the sucktastic weather we were having (read: could not actually see the lanes on the freeway & passed three accidents on the way home) meant that by the time I got home I basically had time to eat something & get ready for karate.

Thursday: a.m. 2.6 run (5 x 4:00 w/ 1:00 walk breaks) + 3 elliptical. / p.m. bike, 10 easy.

    Apparently I am past the age where I can just walk into the dojo, bust out a bunch of super-aggressive kicks right off the bat, & not have it absolutely destroy my hip flexors in half an hour's time. By the end of class, I kid you not, I couldn't put my own pants on without physically lifting & holding my legs up with my hands. The last time that happened I was a month away from tearing one of said hip flexors, so I was a little on the fence about trying to do any running or elliptical Thursday morning.

    In the end I decided to go to the gym anyway, figured I'd give it a try, & if it was at all uncomfortable I'd just do some stretching & PT stuff & then go to work early. Well, I'm happy to report that I was able to do all of it with no pain at all, in spite of the fact that walking was *incredibly* painful & I still could not put on pants or socks like a normal person. I feel like this probably says a lot about how I've stopped abusing my hip flexors when I run since that injury. (Also, scream-y muscles make it REALLY easy to tell when you flirt with even slightly bad form, even just a little.)

Friday: a.m. strength work / 2.65 run (5 x 4:00 w/ 1:00 walking breaks) + 8 bike.

    Still can't put on pants unassisted, so again, I figured I'd go to the gym & attempt all my usual strength work, but skip anything that was uncomfortable / painful. (I didn't even attempt deadlifts / back squats, because, although you *shouldn't* really be using your quads / hip flexors while lifting, it still kind of seemed like tempting fate more than I'm inclined to.) Instead of bicycle crunches or pike crunches, I resorted to plain old ordinary crunches (or, as my karate class calls them, "sadistic asshole crunches"; sorry dudes, if they don't make you want to cry, they're not doing anything) but other than that I was able to do everything I normally did without any pain.

    Oh! Also, I grabbed the 25 lb plate again to see if I could do better push-ups with it today than Monday. At first I was kind of disappointed that the answer was "Eh, not really," plus I had to pause at 10 in both sets instead of just the second one. Then when I was putting it back, I realized it was a f***ing 35 pound plate, not a 25. Yeah, bitches! When I suck at something, there is *ALWAYS* a good excuse reason.

Saturday: Rest. Okay fine, it snowed in Tahoe so we went skiing again. But I was still sore enough from whatever I did to myself at karate on Wednesday that I did not ski all that aggressively, so it was basically just like a rest day...

Then we came home & walked across the street in our sweaty ski clothes & ordered a three-course dinner to go. Because San Francisco.

Also, I win at lamb shank.

Sunday: 2.8 run (5 x 800m w/ 1:00 walking breaks).

    For whatever reason, I am never really excited about running on the weekend, unless I've got something special planned. It always feels like a chore to drag myself off the couch & put on running clothes. Of course once I'm out there (at least 99% of the time), all is forgotten & I feel ten times better for it.

    So it was on Sunday. The weather was kind of nasty, which made me that much more unenthusiastic. A few minutes in, though, the same cold, windy, drizzly conditions that had previously made me want to curl up inside with hot tea & a book felt brisk & refreshing. Since it's easier with the Garmin to run distance intervals than time, I set it to auto lap at half-miles & did my prescribed five with one-minute walk breaks.

    It. Felt. AMAZING.

Friday, February 21, 2014

Lessons From The Gym

A stock photo is the only place anyone ever smiles on a cardio machine.
Greetings from Gym Land!

I'm not a native here, but lately it kind of feels like it. I'm getting used to the sweaty-human-cleaning-fluid aroma, and I've been racking up the cardio machine miles like nobody's business. Which reminds me of a brilliant idea I came up with on the spin bike the other day (because what else are you doing while you're on the spin bike?): cardio machines should totally give you rewards points for your miles. I feel certain I could have earned at least a decent set of steak knives by now.

It hasn't been all moaning & whining (though there has been a goodly amount). While I wouldn't have chosen to get my weekly mileage for the last two months by parking myself on the spin bike / elliptical once or twice a day, I can't deny that I have learned some important lessons from my time as a gym rat.

1. I am capable of running in the morning. For the most part, this is not something I have done just to get the miles in since there stopped being someone telling me I had to run in the morning. (Races don't count as the abject misery of morning running is overshadowed by excitement/adrenaline. Planned runs with friends are also a totally different thing.) Over the years I have had short-lived flirtations with morning runs, which have tended to peter out once I've done enough of them to remember why I don't do them.

But, it turns out that maybe I just don't like running outside in the morning, at least by myself. Outside there is cold and wind and darkness and other unpleasantness that, all else being equal, I'd rather just avoid. Sure, the treadmill has its own unique brand of suckage and one does have to adjust to that special parfum d'sweat et Windex, but for some reason I can bear that much more easily than I can the thought of running outside by myself before 6 am. (You can keep your pine-scented single track & fancy pants foothill sunrise. Judge me if you will. I can take it.)


Meh.

2. I can handle doubles. At least mentally & emotionally, & let's be real, what you can handle mentally & emotionally is *at least* as relevant in terms of endurance training as what you can handle physically. Lately "doubles" for me have meant 45 minutes of elliptical before work & 45 minutes of spin bike after work or vice versa, which is obviously physically easier on the body than two running workouts because of the lack of impact, but finding that it's something I've been able to make time for & work out logistically & tolerate well mentally makes me optimistic about eventually working up to running doubles if/when I need/want to.

3. Bitches be chatty in the locker room. OMG. What is it about a bunch of women naked in close quarters that inspires them to interrogate strangers? TOO EARLY. I'm not here to make friends. Especially not naked ones. If you really want to know how my day is going, you must put pants on first. Corollary: Never start a casual conversation with a pantsless stranger. I think Emily Post said that.

Basically, yes.
4. Doing cardio you don't enjoy is a special kind of hell. Oh, those poor, poor souls who haven't yet found a physically demanding activity they love but dutifully slog through the minutes anyway for the sake of their health. Oh, my heart aches for you, because I have been that person lately. I've tolerated the elliptical & spin bike fairly well, but only because I know that it's temporary, & putting up with it now will make it much easier to eventually go back to doing what I love. Do you have any idea how many games I've made up for counting backward from 45 or 60 minutes? How many mental tricks I've developed for keeping my goddamn feet glued to the goddamn pedals when my brain is absolutely liquifying with boredom? How much my already exceptional math skills have improved from staring at the minutes & miles display & desperately counting significant progress any way I can? Minutes left, miles left, percentage done or left, fraction done or left, miles per hour, minutes per mile, you name it; I don't even have to try to consciously calculate them anymore. It's just automatic.

Cardio machine queens & kings, I feel for you. I beg you, try a sport. Any sport. Your life will be so much richer. Also, I'm pretty sure those LED numbers are sucking your soul away. (Unless that's just your thing? Which I guess is technically possible?)

5. Shorts are out. I think I mentioned this already. Ladies wear tights at the gym, apparently. I hope no one is offended by my leg hair because #thingsthatarenotchanging.

6. Routine is everything. Oh man. It's so true, all those things people say about making & breaking habits. You just have to do it, over and over and over, and eventually you just lose the power not to do it. One day last week when my alarm went off, I thought to myself, "Bed is warm. Maybe I'll just stay here." And no sooner had I had the thought than I suddenly found myself kind of repulsed by it. Not go fight the cardio demons? Of course I was going to go fight the cardio demons! It's just what I do now; I don't even think about it.

***IN REAL ACTUAL RUNNING NEWS***, I ran three-minute intervals yesterday for the first time -- 5 x 3:00 w/ 2:00 walk breaks for a total of 2.25 miles. It was super easy, felt great, and I was able to keep good form for the entire run. Ohhhh I could have stayed on that treadmill forever. Not really.

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Bone Scan, AlterG, & Future Trail Adventures

So last Wednesday I went in for a bone scan to determine whether the doctor's (and my) suspicions were correct & I was dealing with a stress fracture in my left fibula. If you've never had a bone scan before, it's pretty cool. First, you get an injection of Technetium-99m, which is a radioactive isotope that gives off gamma particles. Also in the injection is a bone-binding agent, which will cause the Technetium to bond to bone tissue. When a bone is injured and trying to repair itself, there will be more uptake from blood flow than usual; this area will receive more of the Technetium and the bone binder will help it to "stick."

(Also, if you have a Geiger counter at home, the 2-3 days post-bone scan can be pretty entertaining.)

Right after the injection, the technician will put you in the gamma camera for a Phase 1 scan in order to verify that the tracer is circulating & bonding properly. In some tests, the Phase 1 or 2 scan is the diagnostic one, but if a stress fracture is suspected, you'll have to go wait ~3 hours for your body to fully metabolize the tracer & give it enough time to bond properly to any healing areas. (This is a Phase 3 scan.)

The scan itself takes half an hour to an hour. When you return for the scan, the technician will position you in the camera, and then have you hold completely still for 10-15 minutes while the camera detects the gamma particles emanating from your body. I want to say that the technician said the camera takes ~10 images per second, but because there is so much variation in the radioactivity that's emitted, they record say twelve minutes' worth, then "stack" or average the hundreds of images to construct a more accurate picture of what's happening.

There's nothing painful about it except getting the shot (which looks a lot scarier than it is since the cannister is covered in a larger, lead cannister to protect the technicians); for me, the hardest part was holding completely still in one position for twelve minutes, and then another position for eight more minutes. They turned the monitor to where I could see it, but the images are so grainy that it was hard to make out much. These were also in color with all sorts of black and white and gray and red and orange and yellow dots, so I really had no idea what I was looking at.

My doctor was on vacation until Monday, but when he released the report that morning, the results were pretty clear, even to me:

The bright white patch on the little bone? Stress fracture.

When I saw the doctor that afternoon, he didn't have much to add. No question about the diagnosis. No, they have no idea what caused it. No, there's nothing to do but stay off of it. (He did echo RoadBunner's creed that bones heal 100%.)

It happens occasionally that I go to doctors and only realize much later that I'm unclear about something or think of questions I wish I'd thought to ask. Initially he said after about six more weeks I could start trying some short, easy runs and see how it felt. When I reminded him that I'd already been off of it for five weeks, he kind of did this half-shrug-sigh & pointed out that it was still showing up white-hot on the bone scan and I've still had some achey-ness after ~2 hours of walking, which are both signs that there is still a lot of healing to do.

"But the good news is that you can do anything low impact. Biking, elliptical, swimming, all of that is fine," he continued. "At this point it will all be symptom-driven. If it doesn't hurt, it's not doing any damage." The question I wish I'd thought to ask is if running for a few minutes at a time didn't hurt in say, 3-4 weeks, does that mean it would be okay?

(Obviously I'm not going to try to run on it any time soon. Not until all of the aching & tenderness is completely gone. But from everything I've read 11 weeks seems excessive.)

On Thursday I went to see my PT & updated him re: visiting the sports doc / orthopedic / stress fracture / bone scan / etc. He did some more work on my left calf & said he would not be surprised if the primary issue was the tight knotted-up-ness of my calf muscles, and that had led to a strain, which had in turn led to the stress fracture. So, in his opinion, the best way to prevent a repeat is, just as with my hip flexors & quads, to stretch stretch stretch and roll baby roll.

We talked a little bit about the prognosis, which just depressed me, and about how I'd been doing what I could on the bike & elliptical. Then he gave me a sad, pitiful look.

"Would it make you feel better if I let you run on the AlterG for like 20 minutes?"

I could have cried. That pretty much made my day.

If you have never had the experience of running on an AlterG treadmill, I encourage you to take the chance if you ever get it. Basically it lets you run at a given percentage of your body weight (which you can set) so that you can get the cardio, neuromuscular, form, etc. benefits without the impact. First, you put on a pair of super-tight neoprene shorts with a kind of hoop around the waist with a zipper attached:

Then you climb into the treadmill, which is like a regular treadmill except sort of encased in a giant bubble with a circular opening in the top. You step through the opening, and then the zipper on the shorts zips you into the opening.

First the treadmill weighs you & calibrates; then you enter the percent body weight you want. (I was doing 50%.) The air-tight compartment around you inflates accordingly, causing the neoprene shorts to lift your body ever so subtly so that they are supporting part of your weight. At first, this feels kind of like walking on the moon--you can take giant, leaping steps & feel like you're just floating through the air. Just like a regular treadmill, you can adjust the speed & incline.

After a few minutes on the AlterG, I noticed a few things. First, when you're only supporting a portion of your body weight, you can run STUPID fast. I found I could run at 5K pace & barely breathe hard. Second, the lack of impact made it really easy to focus on form stuff--I could really pay attention to leaning forward with good posture and using my hamstrings & glutes to get a nice solid follow through with my shin coming all the way to parallel with the ground. Third, there is a camera down on the belt in front of your feet that feeds to a monitor right in front of you so that you can watch what your feet are doing, which also meant I could see how effective my efforts to land more on the inside of the ball of my foot/midfoot were & adjust accordingly. Fourth, I could immediately tell which muscles running uses that spinning & elliptical do not.

Oh my god, I wish I could run on that thing every day. Not only because it would let me do something that more closely resembles training while my leg heals, but because I think it would do wonders for my form and for strengthening the muscles that need the most work. The next time I have $75,000 to blow, that's totally where it's going.

* * *

Grand Total: 55.35 miles

    * 22.25 easy (bike)
    * 4.75 speed (bike)
    * 5.75 tempo (bike)
    * 20.1 elliptical
    * 2.5 AlterG

Monday:

Sick again; lay on the couch / drink tea. God I am so *over* this.

Tuesday:

a.m. elliptical, 5 easy / p.m. elliptical, 2.1 warm up, 4 x (5:00 @ 5K effort / 3:00 easy), 1.85 cool down = 8.5 speed. I find it a lot easier to do speed / tempo workouts on the bike than on the elliptical, but there were no bikes of the brand I like to use available and working and I could not figure out how to use the other brand, so I did the best I could on the elliptical. It worked better than I remembered, actually, but I still prefer the bike.

Wednesday:

a.m. strength work / p.m. 17 bike. Again my preferred bikes were unavailable (HMPH), so finally sucked it up & figured out how to work the other ones. From this, I learned two things:

1) Apparently not all spin bikes are created equal. Both of the two brands have 25 different difficulty levels, but this new kind was definitely WAAAY easier than than ones I usually use. Level 7 on the new bike felt like Level 2 on the old bike, so I upped it until I was getting about the same RPMs at the same level of effort as usual. However, whereas on the old bike this would usually translate into 85-90 Watts, on this new bizarro bike it hung out around 130 Watts the whole time. So either Watts is something different than I thought it was or one of these bikes is broken. Also, where as an hour on the old bike at ~90 RPMs at moderate effort usually gets me ~13-13.5 miles, on the new bike it got me 17. So....yeah. This is why I never trust cardio equipment. It makes no sense to me. Whatever, an hour at moderate effort.

2) The seat. Has sharp ridges on it. Why???? So, so much losing.

Thursday:

a.m. 6.6 elliptical / p.m. 2.5 AlterG.

Legs were tired Thursday morning, but it still ended up being the fastest elliptical session I've ever done, so I'll take it.

Friday:

a.m. strength work / p.m. bike, 3.3 warm up, 3.85 @ marathon effort, 1.9 @ LT effort, 1.95 cool down = 11

Don's parents were in town this weekend, so we spent most of Saturday & Sunday tooling around San Francisco with them & eating fabulous food. On Sunday we spent some time in the Presidio, were I discovered the Presidio Coastal Trail.

If you've ever been injured on the multi-week scale, you know how depressing it is to see people jogging happily along a beautiful trail.

Clearly this warrants some investigation once my leg is better.

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Diagnoses, Deferments, & My Future As A Radioactive Superhero

So last Wednesday I got in to see a sports medicine doctor (not my regular one, but a good one that I trust) as well as an orthopedic. After talking with me about everything that had happened, examining my left calf, & considering different things that I could do and not do, they both agreed that it sounded an awful lot like a fibular stress fracture. As my PT pointed out, I've likely strained a bunch of surrounding muscles as well, but the main symptom that seems to indicate a bone issue is the crazy sensitivity of the outside of my leg to pressure, right along / behind where the fibula runs. (As in, if I lean against the couch too suddenly or try to cross my left leg over my right, it's like 6/10 pain.) They did say that it's more common to have pain lower down close to the ankle or higher up close to the knee where there is less muscle padding, whereas mine is worst right in the middle, but occasionally it presents this way too, depending on where the fracture is.

Of course the treatment is the same no matter what the problem is: stay off of it, avoid impact, and DEFINITELY don't run on it until the pain (both with impact and pressure) is 100% g-o-n-e GONE. That said, the doctor was pretty clear that he wanted a definitive diagnosis for my medical history and also to give me an idea of how far out I am from 100% complete & utter lack of pain, so he scheduled a bone scan this coming Wednesday. This means I get to get shot up with radioactive goop, chill for 3 hours, & then get stuck under a special camera. I am told I will continue to be radioactive for ~3 days after. By then, I fully expect that my super powers will have emerged.

I'm expecting it will probably be a lot like this. Note the glistening adornment of radioactive isotopes.
So, while that's not exactly great news, there are a few up sides. First, even since that appointment, my leg is feeling much, much better. I can walk on it totally fine, it's only slightly tender to the touch, and (shhh don't tell anyone) the short little jogs I've done across the street to make a red light or down the hall at home have been completely pain-free, so if the bone scan shows no bone injury, I can probably start running again soon (albeit in very, very small quantities).

Second, the benefit of having the worst of it happen over Christmas & not getting to a doctor for weeks is that at this point I've already got four weeks of zero miles under my belt (& will have nearly five by the time I get the results of the bone scan), and the healing time for a fibular stress fracture is typically only 4-8 weeks. Somehow facing just a few more weeks, worst case, of no running at this point seems a lot more psychologically manageable than two months would have sounded the day I started limping on it.

Third, I had the foresight (by which I mean dumb luck) to register for one of the only marathons out there that will potentially defer your entry. I requested a deferral last week and the race director granted it, so I'm only out the administrative fees for that rather than the entire $125 reg fee. So that's pretty sweet.

In the mean time, I am allowed to bike, swim, strength train, & elliptical (basically anything that's low-impact & doesn't hurt), so people with tips / encouragement around that, do not worry that your advice came too late. I have been putting it to good use. :)

This was not a stellar training week as it was book-ended by two bouts of cold-and-sinus-general-unpleasantness, but since I'm not officially training for anything right now, I didn't feel too badly about it. I got some good cardio in on the elliptical & bike & also some strength sessions, and have also been using the extra time / brain space to continue working on my nutrition.

Grand Total: 31.3 miles

    * 16.2 easy (bike)
    * 2.6 speed (bike)
    * 5 tempo (bike)
    * 7.5 elliptical

Monday & Tuesday:

Sick as a dog; mostly lay on the couch / drink tea.

Wednesday:

a.m. strength work / p.m. 3.25 warm up, 3 x (.33 @ all-out / .15 easy), .5 easy, 3 x (.33 @ all-out / .15 easy), .5 easy = 7.5 bike; 3.5 easy elliptical.

I'd intended to do another easy half hour on the bike after the intervals, but about 5 minutes in I was having some weird pain in my right knee / quad & instead decided to see if my leg could handle the elliptical. It didn't hurt, so I did the last 25 easy minutes on it. I think I'm getting better at figuring out how to make the elliptical mimic running. Back in June / July I REALLY hated it because it felt *nothing* like running.

Thursday:

4 easy elliptical; 6.75 easy bike. Clearly I'm in better shape than I was in July when I was coming back from the hip injury; 30 easy-but-not-too-easy minutes on the bike used to only get me 6.2 miles, so that's reassuring.

Friday:

a.m. strength work / p.m. 3.2 warm up, 4 x (1.95 @ LT effort / .33 easy), 2 cool down = 14. (This is my bike equivalent of LT intervals.)

Saturday/Sunday:

I took Saturday as an intentional rest day & had planned to check out Koret Pool at USF courtesy of Kimra on Sunday, but then the nasty sinus stuff reared its ugly head again & I once again spent a lot of the day on the couch hydrating like a champ.

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Why Injuries Suck: Part 7,926

My house is so clean, you guys. Also, I have been planning meals, grocery shopping, & preparing days' worth of food ahead of time like it's my freaking job. These are the types of things you have the time to do when you can't run and have gobs of mental & physical energy to burn off as a result.

I have some advice for you and that is that if you ever decide to injure yourself bad enough to interrupt your running for multiple weeks, don't do it just before / during the holidays / travel. Over the course of mid-December, my achey left calf got progressively worse and worse even as my runs got shorter and less intense until, after an easy 4-miler in Spokane, I could no longer really put weight on it.

Since then, it's all been kind of a blur of limping & travel & phone calls in airport terminals various & sundry to about a dozen doctors and clinics as I desperately tried to find someone with a medical degree who could fit me in & maybe tell me what the heck is going on. (This is why late December is a terrible time to injure yourself. Obviously no one can see you unless you're dying, and afterward they're swamped trying to take care of everyone who managed mild-to-moderate damage to themselves during the holidays.)

For the first two weeks, I could barely walk & couldn't bear any weight at all on the ball of my foot, & was routinely waking up at night in really surprising amounts of pain. In the last week I've been able to walk pretty much normally as long as I keep to less than say half a mile at a time, but there's still a reasonable amount of pain, even just to the touch in some places, and running is still so, soooooo far from happening.

I couldn't get in to see a sports medicine doctor until this coming Wednesday, but I did manage to get in for x-rays on the 3rd. Predictably, they didn't show anything; stress fractures generally don't show up on x-rays until they start to heal (usually ~4-6 weeks later), so even if that's what it is, only an MRI or bone scan would catch it.

(Don't ask me what that other stuff means; apparently they aren't concerned about any of it, but I'm still curious to know.)

I spent Thursday dejectedly explaining the situation to my PT & getting his take on it. His bullet points:

  • Kind of presenting like bone, but impossible to confirm without MRI / bone scan.
  • Regardless of the bone situation, there is definitely a pretty bad muscle strain in a few different places.
  • Realistically, the bone situation kind of doesn't matter since the treatment is still "don't run on it until it stops hurting."
  • WOW, your left calf is *obscenely* tight, ie bad strain = completely not surprising. (And yes, cupping did indeed ensue.)

We'll see if the sports medicine doctor has anything new to add on Wednesday.

So this week has been emotional and hard. The hip muscle I tore last May has been feeling great for a couple of months now and I was just starting to get back into the rhythm of training and building mileage, so suddenly finding myself saddled with another injury and likely *another* month of no running has been utterly demoralizing. It's also been tough trying to come to terms with the fact that (sigh) there is just no way I'll be ready to run a marathon on March 2nd. Even if my leg magically gets better tomorrow, it's not as if I'll be able to jump right back where I was. Once my leg is pain-free, my PT says I can start with a quarter mile to a half mile of jogging per day, & gradually work up from there based on how it feels, which is obviously very very far from what I'd hoped to be doing seven weeks out from NVM.

I don't know yet whether I'll be able to run KP Half or not. Absolute best case, it will most likely just be as an easy training run, as I haven't been able to do enough speed / tempo runs (and probably won't for a while) to feel confident about racing it.

So. All that sucks.

Still. The way I see it, my options are "Sit at home & feel sorry for yourself" or "Do whatever you can & like it," which is not a particularly difficult choice.


Please direct complaints to 1-800-waa-waaa, ext. Life Is Hard.

Until things get better, I am taking full advantage of my gym membership & loading up the week with strength sessions, yoga classes, & spin workouts, plus whatever bits of martial arts my leg can handle. I've been trying to simulate the runs I would be doing via minutes & effort level, & gradually figuring out how to translate certain paces into Watts.

Ie: 2 miles warm up, 3 x (800 @ 6:00/mile / 1:00 jog), 30:00 @ marathon pace, 3 x (800 @ 6:00/mile / 1:00 jog)

Becomes: 15:00 ~85 Watts, 3 x (3:00 @ 130 Watts / 1:00 easy), 20:00 @ 90 Watts, 3 x (3:00 @ 130 Watts / 1:00 easy)

(I had to hack off 10 minutes in the middle that day due to time.)

And: 2 miles warm up, 4 x (1600m @ LT pace / 2:00 jog)

Becomes: 15:00 @ ~85 Watts, 4 x (7:20 @ 105 Watts / 2:00 easy)

Yes, it's a little like living on protein shakes & rice cakes instead of actual food, but it's also keeping me half sane (and hopefully keeping me out of a massive cardio hole somewhat).

* * *

Grand Total: 44.5 miles (biked, obviously)

    * 29.9 easy
    * 6 speed
    * 8.6 tempo

Monday:

a.m. 8.5 easy / lunch time yoga

Tuesday:

a.m. strength work / p.m. 3.8 warm up, 3 x (.8 @ 5K effort / .2 easy), 4.6 @ marathon effort, 3x(.8 @ 5K effort / .2 easy) = 14.2 miles

I've learned some new cool strength exercises lately, so it was fun to try them out. More on that later....

Wednesday:

a.m. 8.6 easy / lunch time yoga / p.m. karate + light strength

Thursday:

Rest; super-tight schedule with not a moment to spare.

Friday:

Lunch time strength work / p.m. 3.1 warm up, 4 x (1.9 @ LT pace / .33 easy), 1.5 cool down = 13.2 miles

Saturday/Sunday:

Since my gym is down by my office on the Peninsula, there's not a lot I can do on the weekend besides basic strength stuff. Which was just as well, since Don & I were both sick as dogs with some kind of nasty cold/sinus thing. At least we don't have the flu!

Next week's goal: Get rid of leg pain, run some amount that is not zero.

Friday, August 9, 2013

Residue of the Practice

Yoga teachers get all the best phrases, the ones that strike me as deep and poetic and ring like lovely chimes in my ear. I don't even really get what they mean most of the time, but I still often leave itching to find some way to work them into conversation.

(I have been obsessed with words for most of my life.)

They come back to me at the oddest times. While showering Friday morning, for whatever reason, I was unusually conscious of the tiny aches & pains in my body. Nothing particularly dramatic or severe; just the normal, minor bits of soreness that come from increasing or changing your physical activity. While I finished showering my brain leisurely scanned its way through my body, running down the list of mild discomforts and subsequently attempting to identifying the cause.

The ache in my hamstrings from working so hard to engage them while running, and probably also from the bit of spinning I've doing to supplement that. (I'm now able to finish 6.7 miles in 30 minutes, rather than 6.2 with the same level of effort.) The tightness between my shoulder blades from firing a hundred full-power straight punches in a row, the same spot that never fails to bug me a bit when I return to karate after an absence. The tenderness in my hip flexors and abductors, not from exertion but from the seventy-plus minutes (is it more than that? I don't even know) I've spent this week grinding a lacrosse ball into them. The soreness in my shoulders from set after set of deadlifts, squats, push presses, & cleans with Coach Nate. (Did I mention he had me sprint a 300 between each set? He did.)

Which all sounds like it should have been utterly miserable and depressing. It wasn't, though. Instead, thinking through all that, considering what was sore and the likely reason for it, was weirdly calming. It gave me a sense of contentment and satisfaction with how I spent my time this week and all the different ways that it is supporting the goals I have for the fall.

(Is it too ambitious to say I'd like to PR at Brazen 510 10K? Because I really would.)

Maybe this is what she's talking about, I wondered to myself, thinking of how my yoga teacher ends every class with the same phrase. Maybe this is what she means by the residue of the practice. The feeling that stays in your body, and maybe a bit in your mind, as a little memento of all the cool things you've been doing with it lately that are gradually making it stronger.

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Look Out.

On Monday, I accomplished a few things.

1) I got on the elliptical for the first time ever in my life. The good news about the elliptical was that it let me get in some amount of exertion similar to what I would get from running without causing me any pain. I elliptical-ed for half an hour at what a month ago was more or less marathon heart rate, which seems like a more meaningful measure of what was accomplished than talking about mileage, given the weirdness of resistance levels & the very act of elliptical-ing itself.

The bad news about the elliptical is that it almost forces you to stand completely upright, which goes against what my body wants to do when my legs are moving in a motion that resembles running more than it resembles anything else I do. I found it very, very difficult to keep my spine nice and neutral and flat, which is something I've been working on lately in all my activities.

2) I got on the bike & went for 30 minutes this time instead of 25. Again, the bike makes for a great hamstring workout, but I found that after a half hour of elliptical, I really just could not get my cadence above 85 for more than a few seconds without feeling like my hamstrings were about to cramp, so I was probably averaging closer to 82 rev/mt. I still got nice & sweaty, though, so I'll take it.

3) Post-gym, I went home & put on running shoes. Because you know what day it was.

For today's task, I went with my most minimal racing flats (Mizuno Wave Universe), because they give me the best sense for the ground under my foot and I knew I needed to pay very very careful attention to how I was hitting the ground.

(Also, they are hella fierce-looking.)


#gameface

(I say "hella" because I am wearing my Oakland Marathon shirt.)

Like I said before, my goal was not to do a "workout" or try to actually get any cardio in (which is part of the reason why I did my cardio work at the gym beforehand). My only goal was to see in what manner I could get around the track, hopefully once, twice if things were going well, & see how that felt for my hip.

It's been a long time since I've seen Kezar Track at all near-empty after 6pm, which I guess is what happens once school track season & all the big local marathons are done for a while. Yes, it felt a little silly to drive 10 minutes there & back to run all of half a mile, but it was worth it to me to have a soft, flat, predictable surface & not have to worry about dodging pedestrians / strollers / dogs / bikes / etc. My hip is much improved but it's definitely still a bit on the fragile side and HELL if I am about to take any unnecessary risks.

You can tell you're in San Francisco in July because it is 50 degrees & raining sideways:


I'm still excited!!

(Pro tip: When you can't run that much, in addition to posting regularly, you also have more time to take questionable selfies & put them on the internet.)

It turns out that when you ignore your Garmin & let it collect cobwebs for a month, it's not so keen to help you out. Since I did not expect to be going so fast that holding my phone would be problematic (LOL), I went with ye olde Garmin backup, MapMyRun for Android.

Ultimately, I completed .6 miles (two laps in the outside lane), with two brief stops to stretch my hip flexors out a little.

And it wasn't too bad! I had a bit of a twinge at first, which was just enough to remind me that I am NOT better and my hip is NOT healed and there is definitely a long way to go yet. The twinge also serves as really good feedback about my form and spinal / pelvic alignment -- better alignment & activated glutes => less hip flexor engagement => less pain.


Winning is all about context. :)

Could I have gone farther with basically no pain? Absolutely, but again, the point of this exercise was not to run as far as possible without re-disabling myself. It was just to get some feedback around what my hip was feeling five weeks post-catastrophe & see how close to "real" running I could get. (Answer: Ehhhhhhhhhhh sort of. I'm definitely not bending my right knee as much as my left in order to protect the hip flexors, which gives me this uneven "posting" sort of feeling. But still -- covering ground! With a moment of suspension!)

I don't want to start scheduling running, even little bits, just yet. Right now I think I just want to play it by ear & go with what's comfortable, doing just enough to let me gauge improvement.

So yeah. Slowest .6 miles of my life? Undoubtedly.

Best feeling I've had in weeks?

Absolutely.

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

It's Gettin' Hot In Herre...

This didn't happen in my class but part of me kind of wishes it had.
In college, when my roommate & I would get overwhelmed with writing papers about the plight of the migrant farm worker & the patriarchy, we would head to the on-campus dance club ("Tha 'Sco" = short for "Tha Discotheque") and dance horribly to Nelly's 2002 hit "Hot in Herre."

It's not that we found Nelly particularly aesthetically or lyrically pleasing; it's that we didn't have to freaking analyze it in its historical, sociological, & ethnomusicological contexts. When Nelly says "It's gettin hot in herre / so take off all your clothes," what he is in fact saying is, "It's gettin hot in herre / so take off all your clothes," and that's really as hard as your brain is expected to work while listening to it.

It is not about the plight of the migrant farm worker.

So, in a way, "Hot in Herre" is like a zen koan. Focusing on the words allows you to enter into the mushin "no-mind" state and, paradoxically, not focus on them.

Which means that, in a way, the fact that the lyrics to "Hot in Herre" were all I could think about during my first Bikram yoga class Monday night was....not entirely inappropriate?

After three different friends had recommended Bikram yoga as a way of helping to loosen up the muscles in my hip, I decided to give it a shot. I found a studio fairly close to my house with not-insane prices and really great reviews & decided I would try to go three straight days in a row. (Now, I don't think short muscle fibers is the entirety of my problem, so I'm combining this with a daily 20-minute smashing of my quads on the roller & some other mobility work for my hip capsules, but I'm open to the idea that it might help.)

I've only been once so far, so I'm not going to try to draw too many conclusions, but here are some observations from my first class:

1) After nine years in the Bay Area and five in Northern Ohio, I am a total heat wimp, so I was stunned to find that it didn't feel all that hot to me in the room. Yes, I was sweating buckets, but I didn't really have the sensation of feeling hot until maybe an hour in, and I never felt uncomfortably hot.

2) I never felt thirsty.

3) I am not amazing at yoga, but I no longer suck at it. I could do most of the poses at least as well as ~80% of the people in the room, with the exception of ones that require quad / hip flexibility & ones that required lunging / squatting on the right leg.

4) Eye make-up should be removed pre-Bikram, because, ew.

5) Post-Bikram, a seemingly ridiculous number of towels suddenly seems like about the right number of towels.

6) We are talking end-of-marathon, oops-I-just-fell-in-a-swimming-pool amounts of sweat here.

7) Breathing skizznillz for the win once more. After the class the instructor told me I did well for my first class & asked me what I thought. I mentioned how I hadn't noticed the heat almost at all for the first hour, & he said that was because I was breathing well. Again, I don't claim to be good at very much of yoga, but if there is one thing 11 years of martial arts teaches you, it's how to breathe.

8) French braid = good call.

9) Heat does surprising things to your heart rate, even when you're not exerting yourself all that hard. I'm really curious to know what ballpark mine was in, but I feel like wearing a heart rate monitor probably doesn't jive with the vibe.

10) In Bikram, modesty is not a thing. Next time I am going as close to naked as possible without making it weird.

  • Bikram: Love it / hate it / never done it / don't care?
  • Nelly / early 'aughts zen hip-hop: Love it / hate it / never heard it / don't care?

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Spin Bike & Yoga

Spin bike accomplished
This week has been full of novel experiences. After my first swim in ten years Tuesday morning, I beat back my discomfort-zone anxiety & hunted out the spin bikes at my gym on the way home from work.

Now, it's been a long time since I've done much swimming, but I had NEVER been on a spin bike. I haven't even been on a regular bike since grad school some eight years ago. I had to ask the attendant how to turn it on. (Hint: You have to pedal first, then press "Quick Start". Also, you could read the place on the dashboard where it says "Pedal first, then press Quick Start.")

My PT had recommended I stick to ~25 minutes at a time, keeping a cadence that roughly matched my stride rate (so ~90/minute), and that I should make like a triathlete & do as much of the pedaling by pulling backwards with my hamstrings as possible in order to avoid activating my quads & protect my hip flexors. (Or....maybe this is just the way you're supposed to ride a bike.)

This all seemed simple enough until I realized that there are different resistance settings, which he'd said nothing about. The settings on this particular bike went from one to twenty, so I figured 10 was the most statistically sound choice. I quickly realized that there was no way I could keep up 90 RPM at that level, so I kept dropping it down until I got to 7, which made the cadence still challenging but do-able. (Weirdly, it seemed to get easier as I went--at first, I was having a hard time keeping it over 85, but then towards the end it kept sneaking up to ~95ish with what felt like about the same level of effort.)

I am VERY happy to report that the bike really didn't bother my hip at all, and had the added benefit of giving me a really good hamstrings workout (which, let's be honest, I need). On the other hand, my sitz bones are crazy sore.

As with swimming, I'm sort of curious if there's any kind of mileage equivalence with running. I don't really need to know; mostly it would just be nice to have vague idea of how much cardiovascular work I'm doing, and running mileage is the yard stick that makes the most sense to me. I've heard people say 3:1 is reasonably accurate, but then I've also heard people say that 100 miles is comparable to running a marathon. And, my theoretical 5.5ish miles on the spin bike (which, btw: real miles, true/false?) supposedly took ~130 calories, which makes it seem like that's roughly equivalent to 1.3 miles of running. I know there are formulas out there for "converting" between bike & run miles for training purposes, but I also think those tend to take into account the wind resistance involved in actual cycling, so I'm guessing those aren't really applicable to spin bikes.

What I'm saying is that I'm utterly clueless.

I've also started trying to go back to yoga. The main thing I've learned is that there are certain poses that work fine, others I have to very carefully work my way into, and others I just plain cannot do. For example, anything that involves a lunge just does not work on the right side. I did once find a way to get into right-foot-forward crescent pose that let me use my glutes & hamstrings rather than my hip flexor muscles, but by the time I got into it, it was pretty much time to move on to another pose. I couldn't quite get it the next time, so my right crescent was basically a right lunge with me supporting my weight on my hands.

For the most part, I know what kinds of things I'm likely to be able to do and what is going to cause me pain, but every now & then something surprises me & I'll grimace to myself, "Huh, who knew hip flexors were involved in that?" Since this was my first yoga class since before the marathon, I was very concerned that one of those things would sneak up on me. I moved pretty slowly & carefully overall, which, it turns out, makes yoga a LOT harder. (I definitely sweated more at this class than I ever have in yoga before.)

So, I guess the good news this week is that I'm Doing Stuff again -- real stuff, beyond planks & bridges & free weights. As always, part of me is incredibly impatient & really wants to start swimming & cycling miles & miles like NOW and go back to doing normal yoga like YESTERDAY, but the difference between 22 year old me & 32 year old me is that I have some measure of self-control on that front. I now actually believe all the talk about how pushing too hard too soon only makes the recovery take that much longer. (I will spare you the numerous stories which constitute what I believe they in the business would call my "learning the hard way.")

So believe me, although it probably sounds like I'm doing a lot right now between swimming and spinning and karate and yoga and strength training, none of it is very intense, and I am keeping a very close eye (nerve?) on how my hip responds. That's part of the reason why I haven't taken a single dose of painkiller of any kind since that first really excruciating night--because I trust the pain I'm still having as a measure of how good / bad whatever I'm doing is for the injury, and damping it down is only likely to cause me to make bad decisions.

More actual serious questions I need answers to:

  • Any advice about how to convert spinning mileage to running mileage? (Yes, I get that running miles are running miles and spinning miles are spinning miles and there's no real comparison; I'm just looking for a vaguely accurate way to roughly gauge the amount of cardiovascular work I'm doing. Please don't tell me I have to wear a heart rate monitor.)
  • What do you know about spin bike gears / settings?
  • Any other tips?

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Getting In The Pool

Usually, when I decide I want or need to do something outside my comfort zone (read: most things I don't already do), it takes me several weeks or months to go from "I guess I should do x" to actually having accomplished it.

Take when I decided to join the gym near my office. First, I had to spend a few days stalking their website. Then I had to practice driving by it & getting comfortable knowing where it was. Then I had to drive there with the intention of going inside & then chicken out once or twice. Then I had to go in & ask some questions while insisting I was on a very tight schedule so as to avoid being dragged into the manager's office for the soft sale. Then I had to stew for a few days over whether the money would be money well-spent or not.

Finally, about a month after initially deciding that this was something I should probably do, I officially signed up & started going.

When my foot was hurt in December, I began this process with the pool running class at UCSF, but by the time I got anywhere close to actually going there my foot was healed & I was cleared to start running again. (I have a feeling this process might have taken even longer, as it would have also involved purchasing new equipment, some of which is clothes.)

So on Monday morning when my PT was like, "You gotta get in the pool," and I said to myself, "Self, we HAVE to get in the pool," the smart money would've been on my actually getting in the pool somewhere around July 1 at the earliest.

Then a funny thing happened. On my way home from work, I went by the Sports Authority to buy a Lacrosse ball & completely coincidentally ran across the swimsuit section. It occurred to me that if I was getting in the pool, I'd need one of these. (The last time I was swimming regularly was in college over a decade ago, and that poor suit had been stretched out & faded beyond all reason & tossed during my last move.) And....I found two (count 'em, TWO) in my size that weren't horrid within ten minutes. (This never happens. With anything.)

I also picked up some goggles & a swim cap. After karate (yes!! I went!! I couldn't do much, but 'not much' > nothing => progress) I stalked the hours & fees for the UCSF lap pool, then set my alarm for 5:30 & went to bed at a reasonable hour. (Again...this never happens.)

AND....I actually got up at 5:30, which deserves its own paragraph. (With the exception of races & unreasonable flights, this hasn't happened in YEARS.)

Friends, at 6:10 am, I was in the pool.


I have to admit, it's kind of hard to beat the rooftop pool at UCSF.

Like I said before, I haven't swum laps in at least 10 years. I did date a swimmer in college, which is how I learned a proper front crawl & bilateral breathing & all that, but I really had no idea how long it would take me to re-figure all that out & be able to properly swim laps again. Well, it turns out that swimming is a bit like riding a bike, and apparently your body just never forgets.

The only problem with all of this is that it all happened so fast. Half of me had kind of figured I'd need a few dry runs -- one day to set my alarm for 5:30 but not actually get up, one day to get up & drive to UCSF & locate the pool but not actually try to use it, one day to get to the pool but mostly just try to remember how to not suck water up my nose....etc.

Suddenly, I found myself in the pool with no real idea of what I was actually supposed to be doing. So I made stuff up. I found that I could swim about 100 yards pretty comfortably without stopping, and then I needed a little rest. My very very first swim workout since the early aughts ended up being 10 x 100 yards @ not-dying pace / 1:00 rest. Which is probably more of a swim "warm-up" than a proper workout, but the way I see it, just making it to the pool at all on the first try was a pretty huge success, so any exercise I managed to get out of it is gravy.

Angela: 1. Cardio-hole: 0.

Later I tried googling "swim workouts for runners" to see if the internet had any better ideas for non-swimmers than "swim as many 100's as you can until you're exhausted or run out of time."

From Livestrong.com:

"For Interval Training: Sprint 25 meters, rest 30 seconds, then repeat four to six times. Eventually increase your sprinting distance until you can do 50 meters six times.

For Stamina Training: Swim a brisk 100 meters, rest two minutes and repeat. Gradually work up to a 200-meter distance with the same two-minute rest in between sets."

From the Time Magazine Health & Family section:

"Warm-up: 10 x 50 yards easy, focusing on form and comfort,

Main Set: 5 x 150 yards. Swim 100 yards steady and 50 yards easy, maintaining similar effort across all of the repeats. Use each of the easy 50-yard swims for recovery, and take as much time as you need on the wall to rest between efforts."

From Runner's World:

"Swimming 100-yard repeats at a slightly faster pace will spike your heart rate and serve as lactate threshold training. For starters, try 6 x 100 at a comfortably hard pace with 30 seconds rest between each. Mix things up by swimming interval ladders (50-100-150-200-150-100-50) with a 30-second rest break in between."

And:

"The ideal pool workout should include 30 minutes of lap swimming and 30 minutes of pool running to ensure a full-body workout. For the running segment, perform one of the interval workouts below:

ENDURANCE-SPEED 3 x 5 minutes at perceived 10-K race pace. Jog two minutes between each.

SPEED 6 x 2 minutes at perceived 5-K race pace. Jog 60 seconds between each effort.

SPRINTS 10 x 60 seconds at perceived one-mile race pace. Jog 30 seconds between efforts."

I don't know how I feel about pool running but maybe I should try it. I think the UCSF pool is ~4 ft pretty much everywhere, though, so that might be too shallow.

Real questions I want answers to:

  • What should non-swimmer runners be doing in the pool for cross-training purposes?
  • Is there any legitimate mileage equivalence in terms of endurance training? I've read 4:1 in a few different places (ie, 100 yards swimming = 400 yards running), but I've also read a few things (mostly on letsrunourmouths.com, so who knows how legit) saying there is no equivalence so don't waste time thinking about it.
  • Any pool / swimming tips in general from those of you in the know? (Triathletes, I'm looking at you.)

Monday, June 17, 2013

The Pieces of Recovery

On Monday morning I was back in with my PT, who still seems pretty stunned by the difference in my level of pain doing normal things like walking (basically none) vs what I experience with eccentric loading (single-leg squat, stepping down, etc.; still pretty much 8-9 out of 10). At first I wondered if maybe he didn't actually believe me, so part of me was kind of glad when he tried to kill me by making me stand on a Bosu ball & gave the muscles a perfect opportunity to demonstrate exactly what I'd been dealing with.

"HAH!" I thought. "See?!?! I am TOTALLY still super hurt, so THERE."


It's not your imagination; this thing really is trying to kill you.

After some passive stretching, some alignment work, some pretty miserable ART, & another round of ionto, he asked me what kinds of activity I'd been doing. A good amount of walking, I told him, plus most of my regular core / hip strength work. He was glad to hear that, particularly that I'm still able to do my clam shells without any pain.

Then we had a conversation that went sort of like this:

PT: How about cardio?

Me: ...

PT: Have you tried swimming? Biking? Elliptical?

Me: Mostly I have tried not being in white-hot blazing pain, thnx. I find the couch is good for that.

PT: Look. It's been 3 weeks of no running. It will probably be around 3 weeks more. It's good that you're still able to do most of the strength work, but you really cannot afford any more time off from cardio or you are going to be digging yourself out of a MAJOR hole once your hip is strong enough for running. And by running, I mean like half a mile at a time.

Me: So....

PT: So it's time to pretend you're a triathlete. You've got to get on the bike. You've got to get in the pool.

Yes. I know this.

Now, if there is something I suck at, it is doing exercise I don't like and/or suck at and/or that involve logistical complications that I'm not used to, but I really am going to work hard at trying to bike & swim. There are stationary bikes at my gym, and I've heard rumors that UCSF has a pretty nice lap pool. So, Operation No Cardio-Hole, commence.

PT: You also can't ignore the eccentric work on the right side anymore. You're starting to lose strength which is only going to cause more problems once you're running again.

Me: Yes but white-hot blazing pain, remember? Or shall I leap onto the Bosu ball again?

It turns out that if you hold on to something & lean back a little, you can do eccentric exercises like single-leg squats without engaging your hip flexors. I still can't do much of it (maybe 10° on the right side as compared to 90° on the left), but it's something, and the glutes definitely feel it.


Basically he had me doing something like this (3 sets of 10 on each side).


Also these, except standing up straight.

I am also apparently to start rolling the SHIT out of it every day with a Lacrosse ball or similar. Question: Is this going to hurt? PT: Yes, it's going to hurt. It's good for you. (Why are people always saying that?)

The other piece I want to get in place is Bikram yoga, since I've now had three people recommend it for really nasty soft tissue stuff. It seems like there's a great place not too far from me where I can drop in occasionally for a reasonable fee. (The instructor is out of town this week so I'll probably get started on that next week.)

And, I've decided that on July 1st (barring any catastrophes), I'm going to try to run. Not very fast, and not very far; maybe 200 yards or so. Maybe just until my leg hurts. If at all possible, though, I want that to be The Day. I haven't tried getting on the elliptical yet to see how functional that is, but I'm hoping that I'll be able to start working it in in a week or so, & then be ready to do some amount of running on the ground a week after that.

Hip, let's do this.