My mom called it my black cloud. It comes over me and eats me alive and anyone in its path every now and then. I have always wished I could just crawl in a hole for a bit until it passes, but no game in my life... Therefore, I run. I run and run and run.
Monday I went to the orthopedic specialist for my ankle/foot. But due to the fact that he "didn't do feet", the ankle was the focus. The Xray showed some roughness on the heel and maybe a bit of arthritis in the ankle joint. Nothing broken, this I knew when I walked in. When I gave the doctor my long history I had typed up of when the trouble all started in February 2011 with an ankle twist, he glanced at it... but not long enough to realize that maybe just maybe something is torn that would only show up on an MRI. This he wouldn't order and gave me PT.(Thanks very much, but I will pay top dollar to go to Mike Swan instead.) He also mentioned swimming. UGH! Swimming is what the podiatrist down the hall had said a few years back about my plantar fasciitus (or however you spell it)... well...at least the ortho doc didn't tell me my running was "excessive" like it was a bad thing. This doctor actually said to run if it doesn't hurt. OK then! You don't have to tell me twice.
Monday we had an in-service in the afternoon that (no offense to the powers that be) stressed me out. See wasting time always stresses me out. And, well.... it was a total waste of time. Like I said, sorry for being honest. My black cloud was blowing in with gale force winds. I tried to hide it from the folks visiting, but it was hovering... waiting to eat me up.
SOOOOOOOO....Tuesday morning I went for a run.... not a very good run as my calves were mad at me for over spinning lately. Biffing it and getting some painful road rash on my arm and hip after not seeing the last speed bump on Harold Street due to weak headlamp batteries and a really really dark morning, didn't make my first morning run all that great. The foot was a bit sore, but not too bad. The ankle was a little cranky but loosened up. 5 miles done but not enough or fast enough to get rid of the black cloud. Well, and the achy hip wasn't helping either. Also going to a meeting after a full day of "teaching"29 sugar saturated 9 year olds for more of the same lady from Monday, only thickened my black cloud. Boo hiss.
Again I tried to get rid of it (the black cloud) on Wednesday with a spin class in the AM, but the teacher was lame (sorry YMCA) and her music was slow and not loud enough. My heart rate hovered at 144 for almost the enter 55 minute spin class. This was not satisfying, so Winnie and I went for a run after school. It was a nice paced run with the pooch and no dark streets with speed bumps. It was a beautiful SB evening. No work and out to dinner with the family started to turn the mood around a bit.
This morning I got up and ran in the dark (with new batteries in my headlamp) solo. I almost stopped at 2 miles with a crampy calf. Damn that spinning! The foot wasn't feeling all that great either.But, the darn thing(s) decided to make my day and let me go 6 with little or no pain...magic! Then POOF! Black cloud was gone! I said a little happy prayer of thankfulness to the One who knows my deepest needs. Seriously... I did and I do say those kinds of prayers. I knew it was going to be a good day.
Talking to my class today about their sparks and what gets them going, I told them how running is one of my igniters for all the sparks in my life. So funny... I asked them if they thought I had run that morning and they all said "YES!" I said another little silent thank you prayer in my heart.
I am sorry Dr. Ortho (He will remain nameless) but swimming doesn't do it for me.... spinning does kinda if the teacher, music, and calves all line up and harmonize to a sweaty heart rate romping beat. I guess I will just say many more prayers that as I increase my mileage the foot/ankle will like the pounding so much that they keep me more running then spinning. Please please please. God knows I need to RUN. Run far and often.... and sometimes FAST!
Hi there.... me. I don't want anyone to think that the in service was a total waste of time on Monday. The morning talking about writing was fab. And, the speaker lady in the afternoon wasn't terrible. It was just totally her talking at us with no time to collaborate, digest and dream. I didn't walk away with not even one tidbit that I could use in my teaching, so for me this stresses me out due to wasting my time. I hope I didn't offend.... I was just pointing out that it added to the black cloud.
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