2 steps forward...

8 steps back.

Well, after doing so well last weekend, I had a BIG set-back. Tuesday morning, when drying off after my shower, my back went completely out on me. I couldn't even stand up straight. I had to grab onto the side of the tub & sit down on the toilet because I couldn't even stand. I finally got the courage to stand up & pretty much had to crawl to the couch, where I spent the entire day.

The big culprit was my tail bone. A few years back, I fell & broke the tip of my tail bone off. Ever since then, the bone fragment has been floating around & if I over-do it, it literally comes back to bite me in the ass. I could feel my tail bone throbbing all day. It was NOT fun.

I went back to work the next day, but only for a few hours because it hurt too much to sit for too long. I spoke w/ my coach & she agreed that it would be best for me to not work out for about a week so I can heal properly. It's SO frustrating because I've been working SO hard & now I can't do diddly squat! I feel like a slug. I'm also worried now about re-injury. I don't want to end up missing the race.

Holy Shit... the race is only 2 months away. Where did all the time go??? I'm starting to panic. I still don't even have half of my fundraising goal met & I only have 1 more month to get the rest. How the hell am I going to do that??? I still need to raise $3000!!! I've already re-committed, which means no matter what, they will get their money, whether it comes from donations or my own bank account. And let me tell you, I most certainly do NOT have an extra $3000 lying around in my bank account. I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm already having a fundraiser on May 5, but so far it looks like nobody I invited is actually going to go (it's a "singles mixer" at a local pub). I need to come up with some other sort of fun event to have that would definitely draw people in. Otherwise, I really don't know what I'm going to do.

Let the panic attack begin!

15 miles

Well, today wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I actually felt pretty great for someone who only worked out twice this week & got up at 4:40 this morning. I was kinda sluggish for the 1st 3 or 4 miles, but stopping at Starbuck's for a potty break made a HUGE difference. I was originally thinking I'd just do the 1/2 mileage, but by the time I'd gotten to the 8 mile mark, I was still feeling really energetic & decided to go the whole 15 miles. I was doing great until I got almost to the George R. Brown convention center. That's when the sun started to come up from behind the buildings & beat down on me. It started to suck the life out of me. It was a little better when I turned around to go back, because the sun was at my back, but I definitely wasn't as energetic. But I still made it all the way back to the park & I did all 15 miles in just over 4 hours. I was very proud of myself, especially since the last time I did 13 miles in almost the exact same amount of time. Plus, when I had done those 13 miles, I was barely able to walk by the time I got back to the park, but today, I was still feeling good when I finished the 15. I actually ran in. We had a little party afterwards w/ crawfish, corn, potatoes, beer, & champagne.

I got home just after 12:00, took a long ice bath, then a looooong hot shower, then passed out for a few hours. My feet are killing me now & I have about 5 blisters on my heels. Looks like it's time to get new socks.

All in all, it was a good day. I'm exhausted, but it's a good exhausted. Next weekend we drop down to 12 miles, so after today, that should be a piece of cake. :)

Set back

Well, the last week or so hasn't exactly been the best. I kinda didn't work out for almost a whole week. I did my usual yoga Monday & sprint practice on Tuesday & I felt great. Wednesday, as usual, was a day of rest, although I should have worked out, since I knew I likely wasn't going to get the chance Thursday (& didn't), due to a "date". Friday was my birthday & though I had planned to stay home & go to bed early so I could get to practice at 5:30 Saturday morning, I was so upset about my date the night before that I decided I did NOT want to spend my birthday alone, so I went to a friend's house for dinner & drinks.

LOTS of drinks.

Needless to say, I was in NO shape to run 10 miles a mere 4 hours after returning home & passing out. I instead spent most of Saturday recouperating.

I finally got off my ass Sunday morning & ran about 6 miles over at the track at Rice. I'd have done more, but it got too damn hot.

Monday was spent hanging out w/ my brother from Dallas who popped in for a short visit & my mom, then dinner w/ a friend. I didn't finish w/ dinner in time to make it to my yoga class, but I did some at home instead, & I did go to sprint practice Tuesday (did surprisingly pretty well, too). But today I feel like total crap & feel like I'm gonna barf. Yet at the same time, I feel like such a baby because I know there are people counting on me.

*sigh*