Still Not Running

It’s been so long since I’ve had an actual run and I’m almost feeling like I never will again.  I’m so dramatic.

I tried running this past Monday because I had three amazing days where nothing hurt — I took spin classes, I rode my bike, I walked around, I climbed stairs… and everything felt as normal as it did before I hurt myself.

Perfect time for a light mile run, a week before my doctor’s appointment so I could at least go in and tell him if it felt the same, better, or worse after the run.  I convinced the boy that even though he was so tired, he should go run with me and it’d just be one mile and it’d be around 10 minutes.  Besides, this was my first run in two and a half weeks, the first time putting my Newtons back on, and I was really excited.  Who wouldn’t want to be there for that? (I’m good at working the situation, clearly).

We ran to the end of his street and back, probably about a quarter of a mile.  After the first couple of steps, I felt the twinge in my groin and didn’t want to say anything. When we got to the end of the street, I knew I should do the right thing and turn around, so we did.  It never really hurt like it used to, but it definitely wasn’t 100%.  Dammit.

For the next couple of days, I still had that twinge when I lifted my left leg again and put any hard resistance against it.  Fabulous.  At least I know because Monday is my appointment.  Thank God, I’m so ready to just have this checked out.  I’ve wasted half the summer already.  I feel useless.  I don’t feel like a runner.  Then I remember I took November and December off this past year and I was kicking some butt within six months (to my own standards), so this isn’t the end of the world.  I’m still unhappy.

Today I had my ISCA group fitness certification and Wednesday I’m taking my CPR/AED course, then I’ll be officially official.  I’m starting body sculpt training with another director on Monday because she said they can really use the help which is awesome.  Unfortunately, the minor bit of body sculpt warm-up and demonstrations (mainly lunges, I think) that we did today caused some more discomfort for me.

In other fabulous news, I’m getting my own body sculpt and spin class starting after Labor Day!  Another girl is going back to school and wants to give up the class so they were looking for somebody to take it over.  I was the first to respond back to the email out of the 5 people asked and they thought I’d be a great fit!  So I’ll be concentrating on body sculpt training and taking over this other girl’s style to smooth the transition and then it’ll be mine!  It’s a 30 minute mini-spin and then a 30 minute mini-sculpt class Monday and Wednesday evening’s at one of the women’s only locations.  Apparently it gets a huge showing, so that’s pretty awesome.  I’m so excited to already be getting my own class!  And it’s great to know it’s steady, plus I can keep subbing.  I want to make all the money!  I’m saving for a vacation here, people!  Maui, Cancun, Florida, whatever I can afford with my guy and is warm in February – we are there.

Now that I think about it, that’s a pretty awesome situation I have.  My second job to save money for vacation in the sun, in which I’d like to look good in a bikini, is working out.  Can you beat that?  I don’t think so.  Having access to a treadmill in the winter is also a bonus… that makes training for the Buffalo Half (or… dare I say full..) so much easier.

Next time we meet, there will be an update on the hip flexor/groin issue.  Hopefully it’s good.  Fingers crossed!


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Just a 20-something homegrown Buffalo sports loving, distance running, gin drinking kind of girl.

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