I can begin walking today. The rules: nothing more than a half mile or so. SLOWLY. Must be flat. Short strides.
Today after work I took li’l Miss Beep for a short walk around our apartment complex (there are like a bajillion buildings and it’s fairly flat).
I guess this is what baby steps are all about.
Related: my new swimsuit, goggles and swim cap arrived today. I’m like Missy Franklin’s 13-years-older, overweight twin.
For those of you wondering, this is what my swimming gear entails:
I’ll head to the pool after work tomorrow!
You know, it makes me sad to think how much time I missed out on swimming these last four years. I bought a swimsuit 4 weeks ago and have gone swimming every single week since. I love swimming. I always have.
I could have been a lifeguard when I was in HS but didn’t want to sit out in the sun all day (gotta protect my gorgeous porcelain skin). Swimming was always one of my favorite summertime activities.
As I got older (and fatter) it became less and less exciting and more and more anxiety-causing to go swimming because I was so uncomfortable in my own skin.
Three years ago, I weighed 10-15 pounds less than I do now. Then, I wouldn’t be caught dead in the pool. Now I’m very comfortable in my swimsuit. Sure, I’m no SI swimsuit model, but I can wear a suit in public without rushing to wrap myself in a towel.
I guess you finally just say to yourself, “Get over it. If people are judging you because you’re fat and in a suit, they’re the ones with the problem. They can go screw themselves.”
So here it is world, me in a swimming suit.
Coincidentally, all of these photos involve me drinking copious amounts of alcohol. The day before my half marathon. Nice work.
PS. Screw you Sarah for looking so amazing in that itty bitty bikini right next to me.
There’s the margarita again. In the pool this time.
I swear, we didn’t have anything to drink.
This is what happens when your Garmin is upset you can’t run for 2 weeks.
One week ago, I did a half marathon. All week long, I’ve been a lazy bum. I need to kick my butt in gear but I’ve been in so much pain with my left foot.
Went to the doc Friday afternoon and she said that since my foot felt better before the race, it probably wasn’t a stress fracture. Dr. H. thinks it’s one of the following – bad sprain, torn tendon or tendonitis. Lovely, eh? If it still hurts in 2 weeks, she’s sending me to an orthopedic specialist who’ll likely do a bone scan or ct scan. yay.
So, I can’t run or walk (everyday kind of walking is ok. Walking to work out is not) for 2 weeks. No elliptical either (not that I mind). Basically, anything that means I’m putting all my weight on my feet is out.
This basically leaves me with biking and swimming. I love biking and I love swimming. I just don’t have access to a pool. Sure, there’s a lake but with all the rain we’ve had lately, I’m pretty sure that’s the last place I want to be right now. If anyone has a pool I could swim laps in for free, lemme know. Or, if you know of a place I could use for a nominal fee, I’m all ears. I need to do cardio and I don’t want to only bike. Besides, the trail I usually use is all effed up because of the rain. (UPDATE: My friend Jane may have solved the pool access dilemma. Stay tuned).
Yes, I’m making excuses, but I’m just trying to air out my options. I’ll probably hit up yoga this week, even though that requires weight on my feet. I don’t know what else to do! At least with yoga, it’s not constant moving and pounding on my feet.
Also: I got a good foot/ankle brace now. Icing a few times a day and sucking down the ibuprofen.