Feb 22, 2014

Moved On

Posted by Jan on Saturday, February 22, 2014 with No comments
I have decided to move on to WordPress after dealing with some limitations with Blogger.

You can find me at http://www.runjanrun.com

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Jan

Jan 5, 2014

Happy New Year

Posted by Jan on Sunday, January 05, 2014 with No comments
As I said goodbye to my birthday and hello to the new year, I realized this has been the best I have felt in years. Mentally and physically. The meds are working, I have gained 3 hours a day back by driving to work and the Facebook run a Mile a Day Challenge transformed me.

I can't say I was head over heals in love with running 3 years ago. But I liked it. I did struggle at times to get myself on the treadmill, but I would do it. I did enjoy bicycling so much more back then because my joints didn't hurt as much.

Now things have changed. I really, really like running. Most days when I said I would do 1 mile on the treddy I would wind up doing 3 or more. Sometimes I stopped at 3 because I knew that I open myself up to injuries with longer distances. Sometimes I stopped just because the big heavy guy on the treadmill next to me stunk and it was vomit inducing to take deep breaths.

A big motivator for me was that I could see that I was improving...quickly. It took no time to get my mojo back. Now I see how much I struggled to improve 2 or 3 years ago. It wasn't because I wasn't trying. It was the thyroid issue that really stopped me at getting faster and stronger.

So after punching in over 100 miles of running since Thanksgiving, I PRd my run on New Years day. I was thrilled!! Like little kid and birthday cake thrilled. My best time in the last 4 years for a 5K was 31:20 in Clearwater, FL. And that was with warm weather. 2014's 1st Run Lowell was 20 degrees with a cold 10mph wind. I PRd with a time of 30:29. I know, not great, but for me, it was everything. It was such a triumphant and symbolic start to the new year.

I had two secret weapons. The first being the Nike FuelBand. I was constantly on the move. I had the goal to hit 2 million Fuel Points by the end of the year and I achieved that on Dec 30th. I have now backed off a bit, but I did set my daily goal higher so I don't slack that much. I have a goal of 1.5 million points for this year. We'll see how that turns out.

My other secret weapon turned out to be the virtual runs. I was able to do so many of them because of the Mile a Day Challenge. It was such a win-win situation for me. My race bling hanging rack looks awesome and the race bibs are my new wallpaper!

The weight training goes back into the plan next week. In the past, I have found that helps me tremendously with my running. I have 4 more road races before the winter is done. Another trip to Clearwater for the Iron Girl 5K may happen though the schedule is getting quite packed with major travel plans for nearly 4 weekends straight in the spring.

Either way, I think it's going to be a full year of fun and adventure. I have got a really good feeling about it!


Dec 31, 2013

It was about the numbers

Posted by Jan on Tuesday, December 31, 2013 with 6 comments


This year.

2013.

This year was about the numbers.

365 days ago I turned 50. It was supposed to be an epic year. It was. Just not how I envisioned.

364 days ago, I ran the "Ready. Set. 1st Run Lowell" 5k race. I actually shuffled. With a time of 39:46 I came in 74 out of 91 in my age group, 872 out of 1017 overall. Two years prior to that, I was over 7 minutes faster. Not a speed demon by any means but I was happy with that time back then. Now in the start of 2013, I was ashamed. And I was hurting. I just didn't know why.

I completed 3 more races between February and April. I was practically walking. My energy was tapped. Gone where the days of excitement and enthusiasm. Every joint and muscle ached. My sinuses felt like they were going to explode. My shin splints and plantar fasciitis sent searing pain throughout my body with every pounding step on the asphalt. After the 3rd race in April, I was in the doctors office 2 days later.

"With a TSH level of over 100, you should be in a coma and in a special care unit." Those were the words I remember my doctor telling me. As it sank in, I started grinning. I had an answer as to why I felt so crappy and quite honestly, crazy. My immune system knocked off my thyroid. All these symptoms were real. Great. Now what? "I will start you out on 75mcg of Levothyroxine and let's see how you feel."

How I feel????? I feel like crap but emotionally I feel great. I have an answer. It it's an easy fix.

6 weeks later, I am standing on Mt Lafayette in NH.  A 3 day backpacking trip with my sister and my friend, Julie allowed me to climb 5 4000 foot mountains. On my back was my brand new Osprey pack carrying about 23 pounds of stuff for 4 days and 3 nights in the wilderness. I am overwhelmed with joy. I am getting back to my old self from years ago. And I am on my way to conquering the 48 4000 footers, joining the club and acquiring my 4000 foot patch. It may take 5 years, but I will do it.

After the triumph of the hiking trip, 4 days later I found myself receiving my routine mammogram. When something abnormal was detected, I was back for a biopsy a few weeks later. On July 15th, I was diagnosed with Stage 1 IDC breast cancer. Well, that just sucks. I mean, that REALLY SUCKS.

After 2 MRIs (which I thought were fun) and some thorough testing, I found myself on the OR table a month later having the 1cm tumor removed. 5 hours waiting for the surgery, 1.5 hours in surgery, 45 minute recovery. By 8PM I was eating a plate of spaghetti. I felt good.

In the meantime, my TSH was starting to inch downward. In June it was at 68 and my meds were increased to 100mcg. The day before my surgery it was .73. I felt really good. But by October I was miserable. All the symptoms were coming back. I didn't know if I was just being overly sensitive, but I did know I felt like how I felt last year. Early November testing had my TSH at .22. Now too low. I learned this could be all caused by the anesthesia I received for the surgery and the antibiotics for the infection I got after the surgery. My doctor asked me to wait it out and by the end of November I was feeling good again.

I felt so good at the end of November that I found my old friend, the treadmill. I started taking my weight and physical fitness seriously again. I didn't gain much weight throughout this years ordeal, but the extra 7-10 pounds of pure flab looked terrible. I wanted to get back into great shape again. This was part of the healing process.

So since November 26, I have walked over 77 miles, biked 62 miles and ran 99 miles. I took on a FaceBook December challenge to run at least 1 mile a day. I also ran over 20 virtual races. It's been great. I feel great. I feel I have a grip on my health. I feel I am in charge.

Yes, there are many more examples of the numbers that affected me this year. Studio 310. 2 fun road trips that took me through 8 different states. 2 trips to NYC. 1000's of photos of my experiences. The reincarnation of this blog that brought 5 new blog posts. I am grateful for the more than enough hours of sick time that I accrued at work to allow me to successfully win my health battles this year. And I have my 100's of friends and my solid family that supported me with a 1,000,000 words of encouragement. I truly could go on and on.


But in the end, as I look back on 2013 and get ready to close this chapter there is just one thing that resonates to my core.

It was one love. It came in 100's of different forms, but it was one love. It was constant. It was in me, and because of you, it enveloped me. It is the one thing that I am choosing to carry into 2014.

Happy New Year to all. May all your dreams come true in 2014.


                      

Dec 16, 2013

Just say no to the status quo!

Posted by Jan on Monday, December 16, 2013 with 6 comments
Since Thanksgiving I have been religiously running, hiking, biking and walking. I even threw a snowshoeing workout to spice it up a bit. An average week is about 40-60 miles.

It's been great working out again. I forgot what it felt like to have the endorphins rush through. To feel the ever so slight level of superiority after a 3 to 5 mile run on the treadmill. And the insta-freeze of my sweat drenched clothing when I step outside the gym just plain feels good!

What doesn't feel good is that my weight on the scale hasn't budged. Not even an ounce, it seems. And no, my clothes don't feel any different. I seem to be working harder at not getting frustrated than I do actually working out!

I am aware that it is a symptom of the Hashimoto's. I am also aware that I will always have to work hard to just stay at a normal weight. And because of my slow as molasses metabolism, I will probably have to work twice as hard to lose just a pound. I don't want to go any lower in my caloric intake because I need good nutrition. As it stands, my intake is about 1700 - 1800 calories a day. It is certainly below the recommended caloric needs for my activity level. I should be losing weight.

There was one thing that got me up in arms was when I was talking to some friends about my frustration. They all said that my lack of weight loss was because of the "middle age spread" and I should just accept it. They said I should accept it because I am perfect the way I am. Okay, I get the self-love fluff and stuff. I admit that after all that I have been through, I am still looking pretty darn good for my age. I do have little bit more softness around the middle, but I can deal with that for the most part. But since when do we give up on our selves when we reach a certain age?! It should be the opposite! After all that we have been exposed to, like the toxins in the air, the food we eat, the water we drink and for some, the voluntary self-destruction (smoking and/or alcohol), etc, we should be vigilant about our health at our age. Why does it seem okay to be destined to a house coat and/or a muumuu 10 years from now? If we are physically able to exercise then that should be our priority. That should be part of the self-love. And I am not talking about becoming a gym rat (though there is nothing wrong with that if that is your gig). But we should be walking, riding a stationary bike, maybe some yoga, swimming some laps. We should be doing something that proves that at our age we still have fire in our blood! Just walking 20-30 minutes a day has terrific health benefits!

In my friends defense, they didn't know me from Adam 2 years ago. They have no idea how determined I can be (stubborn?). Hell, I ran a 5 mile race with a TSH level of over a 100. I should have been in a hospital! I don't easily accept the status quo and have always marched to my own drummer.  To me, accepting the "middle age spread" as society calls it, is giving myself permission to give up. That is totally unacceptable for me.  I do know that the spread will happen because as we get older our metabolism slows. I get that. But I am going to do what I can to keep it at a very slow rate.

Yes, I am stubborn and I won't give up. I may not get the rock hard abs, but I will get a high level of fitness. And there's a good chance that doing just that will prolong my life. I don't know about you, but I certainly don't want to check out early! Now I am off to the treadmill. I have miles to run!



PS: BYOW has a new look. There are still some minor tweaking I need to do, but for the most part it's done. Let me know what you think!


Dec 4, 2013

X-mas early! Run Happy!

Posted by Jan on Wednesday, December 04, 2013 with 2 comments

In honor of me getting back to running, I took advantage of Black Friday and jumped on the Brooks website. I must say there are about 1/2 dozen shoes I want, but I decided to grab the Ghost GTXs. I wanted these two years ago when I was breaking in my Ghost 4's. I believe these are last seasons model, but I am so okay with it. Why? Because I am sucker for the neon green. I know I have mentioned that before!

Brooks Ghost GTX
These are Gortex shoes and I have about 5 winter races lined up over the next 3 months. I have learned in the past that running through slush basically sucks. Duh! In addition, since I do mostly, if not all treadmill work, I am going to pick up a pair of regular Ghost 6's at a discount price at Marx Running on Friday.

These are my 4th pair of Ghosts (not including Fridays acquisition). I don't think Brooks would be dumb enough to mess with a good thing like Mizuno did with their Wave Riders (and still are messing around with from what I understand). In fact, when Mizuno annihilated their Wave Riders, a lot of people felt that the Ghosts slid right into the Wave Riders top spot. I am not sure they have recovered.

It was great to just order the size I needed right off the internet and know they were going to fit with no issues. I have never done that before. But with the Brooks guarantee, you really can't go wrong.

In addition to the great price on the GTX's, Brooks was giving away a free beanie, all with free shipping. Thanks Julie for the heads up!

Cee inspecting the beanie

Is this a big push for Brooks? No, not really. I am just elated to back in this frame of mind, knowing I can run again. I just wanted to share my happiness!

    

Nov 30, 2013

Big Bling

Posted by Jan on Saturday, November 30, 2013 with No comments


When I was running furiously 1.5 - 2 years ago, the only races I could do were the local ones.  Preferably with really good "bling" or medals. I love my Wild Rover Series medals, my Iron Girl medal is incredibly sentimental to me and there is something special about the two rockin BAA Unicorn medals hanging on my Avoiding DNF medal holder.

But I have recently been possessed by the latest trend: virtual running races. These races were hardly on the radar just two years ago. Now they are everywhere.

Navy 5K
How it works is that you sign up for a race that has been advertised as virtual. You can usually run it anywhere (treadmill, track, trail, road). Usually there is a distance required: 5K, 10K, half marathon or full marathon. 85 percent of the time its up to you as to how far you want to run.

There are race fees involved (usually cheaper than actual road races) which can run between $10 - 40. But here's the beauty: most, if not all, of the proceeds from race registration go to charities. Anything from ASPCA to Autism charities to Veterans causes. Once you complete your race, you can post your time and the "race director" will mail you your bib and your bling!
Midsummer Night Virtual Run

Everything is based on the honor system. If you cheat on a run, well, you only cheat yourself. You need to be wary of the fact that these race directors can be con artists and are not sending monies to the charity they advertise. But I have found the Face Book group "Virtual Runs!" are on the look out for scammers and regularly informs the group of suspicious activity. So far, I have only seen one such person run off with everyones money. It's up for debate whether the monies will be returned.

I love this whole idea. I have already completed 5 races and I am waiting for the medals to come in the mail. It is such a win-win-win situation for all involved. So far, I am signed up for 7 races. I have 7 more on my wish list. Because the 5k's are pretty easy for me, I have challenged myself to do a 15k and two half marathons next year. Crazy? Maybe. But I have something to shoot for. We'll see.

One thing is for sure, I am going to need another medal rack!

Nov 26, 2013

My mulligan on "Epic"

Posted by Jan on Tuesday, November 26, 2013 with 5 comments
Wow, it's been a year since I have last posted. Probably most of you have thought that I fell off the face of the earth. I haven't. It's been an incredibly tough year, but I feel the worst is over. Just another storm I have weathered. Some tattered sails, but I still have a strong rudder and a good compass to guide me to calmer seas!

What I am about to share in this post is difficult. I have struggled for a few months on whether or not to share something so personal publicly. But I have concluded that my words may help someone out there, so I need and want to speak.

As you know, over the last few years I was pretty active physically, but I was struggling with some nagging ailments like shin splints, piriformis issues and plantar fasciitis. I read some of my old posts and I could see a trend starting, but putting it all together, I would have never guessed they were all related.

By February of this year, I barely had any energy. I managed to run 4 races in the first 2.5 months of the new year, but I felt absolutely tapped out. At an urging of a friend, I finally made a doctors appointment to see if they could figure out what was going on.

Within 10 minutes of talking with my new PCP, I had a possible answer and within a week, I had a diagnosis: Hashimotos Disease. My immune system knocked off my thyroid. This is a nasty disease because for the most part, you don't realize that you may have it until you are in the throes of it. Weight gain, hair loss, trouble sleeping, exhaustion, slow heal times, moodiness, brain fog, muscle and joint pain... the list goes on. I probably had about 90% of the symptoms. Unfortunately, I chalked it up to menopause (Hashi's probably put me into menopause early). As near as I can tell, I probably started having problems with it starting in about 2006/2007. It just got full blown and dangerous in the spring of this year.

Fortunately, medication can correct most, if not all, the symptoms. It will take some time to get it regulated, but I am feeling so much better now. I was diagnosed in April and by late May, I hiked half of the Pemi Loop on a 3 day backpacking trip in the White Mountains. Even then I felt the best in years.

The second bombshell was when I was diagnosed with breast cancer (Stage 1 IDC) in July. Yeah, like I said, tough year. Just when I was feeling better from the Hashi's, I got dumped with that news. I had a successful surgery in August and fortunately, it was caught early. No chemo needed and I have opted for no radiation. My thought is, if it comes back (which the chances are low) then I will look at the mastectomy options. I cannot justify the risk of secondary cancers from the radiation treatment. For now, I truly feel cancer free. I am on an all plant diet (meat free and and 95% diary free) and eating better than ever. All in all, I only gained about 5 pounds since all of this started last fall.

That being said, I have finally started running again because I feel and look flabby. The scar tissue hurts from the surgery, but I really need and want to run. I got back to the treadmill last week and I was surprised how easy it was.  I have signed up for a First Run 5k on Jan 1st, I have the Wild Rover Series waiting in the wings (if they have it), and things are starting to roll for another trip to Clearwater for the Iron Girl. I have also started to do some virtual runs (with bling...I don't change).

Three and a half years ago, I would have never have guessed that I truly would need to be my own warrior at this intense degree. I have some beautiful friends who helped me tremendously and I will never be able to repay them. But in the end, I had to choose to fight, to keep going and not look back. That was my power. That was me cheering for me.

My birthday falls around the new year. It's always special to make wishes and new years resolutions because I really feel I have a clean slate with a new birthday year. Last year I kept saying that since I was going to be 50, it was going to be an "epic" year. Yeah, I dialed that word in wrong! Actually, it was epic. I saw all my friends pull together from all across the US and give me wonderful words of encouragement. I was blessed with a close friend who was with me when I received the cancer diagnosis, the surgery and the various doctors appointments. Thank you, Julie. I couldn't ask for a better friend.

In the end, I chose to be my own best friend and stand up for what I needed and what I didn't want. I learned a lot. But I am glad it is over.

In amongst all this craziness, I created a new webpage for my photography, I opened an art studio and I am having some success at selling my craft (photography and encaustic work). As I put more time into it, I hope to have even further success.

So here's to a bigger and better adventures. I have had my fill of yuckiness this year.

Onward!

PS I am so glad that Colonel Meow is home from the hospital. He truly makes me laugh!




Nov 25, 2012

No double stuff for me

Posted by Jan on Sunday, November 25, 2012 with No comments
Over the past five years, my interest in healthy food intake has increased quite a bit. In particular, my "diet", if you will, has been overall, very healthy for the last two years. As many people have said before me, it's not really a diet. It's a lifestyle change. And it is true. And it isn't that hard to do as long as you are prepared to answer a few questions about your choices and disappoint some family members when you turn down the slices of roast beef or the wedge of 3 layer chocolate cake.

But my awareness on certain food groups has really increased over the last couple of months. Some of the awareness has come from the documentaries that I have been watching while riding my indoor bike trainer. Awareness has also come by friends. And the rest, which is starting to really increase, is through reading.

Getting and keeping everything that is good and bad for us in the file cabinet of my brain is challenging.  It's easy to say "buy organic" but I am the type of person that will say "why?" It's not that I don't believe in the statement. It's not that at all. I just want to know why. I want to be educated. So then I will go off to my little corner of the world and read about the Monsantos, GMOs, pesticides, big money at the expense of the little consumer's health and that's when I get my armor on to slay a few dragons (or at least try to protect myself).

My diet right now, if I was to guess, is close to 75-80% plant based. Maybe higher. It's the stuff that's hiding in the ingredients labels that I need to figure out. I have heard many simple things like if a food product has more than three ingredients, don't buy it. I agree with it philosophically, but in reality, with my schedule and the lack of time to get everything done, it would be very difficult for me to follow when preparations for my meals would come into play (and keep it fresh all week). And that's where I would need to come to a compromise.

I always have said that I am not running the races to win. I am not riding my road bike to be the fastest. I am fully aware of my limitations and it's just the fact that I am out there working out that feels so good. The same is true with my food intake. Enhancing my diet and getting "cleaner" can always be a goal of mine, but I do believe achieving 100% is not realistic. Perhaps when I retire to my little piece of land with my Tiny House and growing my own fruits and veggies, I will be able to achieve a higher goal. Nothing is out of the question.

But please note that I say "higher goal" and not 100% when it comes to clean eating. All because I will probably never give up the occasional nibble of milk chocolate....

Sep 9, 2012

Conquering K (everest)

Posted by Jan on Sunday, September 09, 2012 with No comments
This is a hard post. Not because the subject is hard. It just could fall in any one of my 3 blogs I have going and I am torn as to where I should place it. I have let the words bounce around in my head for a week to help me decide, but they have just wound up to be a scrambled bunch of letters laying at the base of my brain. In the end, I think emotionally it belongs here. This was my first blog to record my "I can do anything if I put my mind to it" type of ideas, triumphs and failures. This post is about a triumph.

As I have mentioned in other posts, I am a member of the dailymile and I have made some friends that have extended out from the dailymile social group. Some follow this blog, some are spread out over the nation and we have extended our friendship via Facebook and some I have met in person. All are wonderful people who make me laugh and I hope I do the same for them.

For well over a year, Julie, a dailymiler, and I have chatted and swapped words of encouragement on our workouts. I was always amazed at the mileage she could accomplish on foot and on the bike. I learned she was in Maine, so she was relatively "local" as compared to most of my dailymiler friends. Recently, she was involved in an accident on the bike and has been in recovery for about a month. It was in that time that we started emailing back and fourth, mainly because she had mandatory downtime keeping her off the trails and stuff!

Katahdin
Julie and I decided we were going to finally meet and she challenged me to the one of the most famous landmarks in Maine (besides the LL Bean store in Freeport, a pilgrimage that all should experience). I say "challenged" because what she proposed was to climb Katahdin. All 5267' of it.

Now I know there are some of you that have much higher mountains in your back yards. Hell, Mt Washington in NH is over 1000' higher than Katahdin. But as Julie pointed out to me, there is only one way up and down Katahdin and that is via your two feet (it's usually not a good thing if you come off the mountain via helicopter). That in itself is a pretty good challenge. All I thought of at the moment was the calories I could burn off!

I perserverated over the idea for a couple of weeks. The idea, the challenge, enticed me like a carrot dangling on a stick. I googled everything about it. I watched videos, looked at topo maps, counted contour lines, read articles. In the end, I almost talked my way out of it. Mainly because I doubted my capabilities. I was mostly worried about my lungs. Quitting smoking was the best thing I have done, but the capacity wasn't there yet; I was still healing. Next came the plantar fasciitis, although better, wasn't 100%. Oh, and there was the whole issue of meeting a total stranger in person to do this challenge (it really didn't bother me much as compared to how much it bothered my friends).

In the end, I found my car pointed northward on I-95, packed with camping gear and making my way into Maine to meet Julie, the guide and challenger, for the first time.

Julie is a native of Maine and she knows Baxter State Park like the back of her hand. Thank goodness because the park is well over 200,000 acres. After we arrived, we set out for a short hike and tried to decide what we were going to do for the evening for accommodations. In the end we both thought it would be great to stay local instead of going into Millinocket 16 miles away. We were fortunate to find a great first come, first serve campsite on the West Branch of the Penobscot River and proceeded to pitch our tents.

Clik Elite Obscura
The next day, we did some more hiking around Daicey Pond. This was a good time to try out my new Clik Elite hiking/camera bag. I LOVE this pack. One of the best I have owned. A few adjustments here and there and it was ready for Sundays challenge up Katahdin.

We managed to get up really early on Sunday and make it to the entrance of the park. Even around 5:30 or so, there was a line of people to get in for the day. Locals get special treatment and Julie already had made a parking reservation so we weren't gonna have too much issue getting in. From the very beginning Julie suggested to go up Abol Trail and come down Hunt. I was at her mercy of knowledge and trusted her every word. At 6:18 we started the hike.

Let me tell you, this was friggin' hard. I was happy to get out of the woods and hit the boulder slide because you actually had to think of what you were doing climbing the boulders (as opposed to one foot in front of the other in the woods). The climb was forever. My legs got totally stretched out. But we eventually hit the "Tablelands" the part of the trail that is relatively flat between the slide and Baxter peak. It was in the Tablelands that I lost it emotionally. This was my celebration of my 50th year. If I can do this, then 50 won't be bad. It was all part of the path I was supposed to take in the healing years. New discoveries, new friends and letting go of crushing beliefs. Actually, I dropped kicked a lot of wretched, useless beliefs that day. I didn't let anyone see. It was my private moment.

We hit Baxter peak and I just sat watching the clouds race up the Chimney, marveled at the clean, crisp blue sky and took some photos. And I didn't go nuts with the picture taking, because in the back of my mind, I knew I would be back.

Climbing down was harder than going up. My legs were jello and collapsing under me. The muscles moved totally different and saying that they were tired is an understatement. But we made it back to the car at around 6:45 or so. 12.5 hours out there. A long day, but no injuries for either one of us (a couple of bruises). Elation overcame me.

With the help of a friend, I conquered Katahdin. Baxter peak. K(everest). BK. How ever you want describe it. I did it. I had to do it.

And now I want more! Hey Julie...what's the next challenge?!

Did it!

Aug 16, 2012

Summer School

Posted by Jan on Thursday, August 16, 2012 with No comments
There are some things I wish I wouldn't have to learn the hard way.  I was pretty quick to learn that I don't like the taste of liver. I am not fond of spiders. Roller coasters and I are strict enemies. But learning to give injuries the proper attention and time to heal...I guess I just played hooky during those lessons or I developed a sudden case of deaf ear.

For the last year, I have been forced to let 3 separate leg injuries heal. If I had not plowed thru the pain like I did last year, I probably would have had a lot less recovery time. No, not probably... I would have for sure.

Unfortunately, because of the prolonged healing time, I have totally fallen out of the shape I was in last year at this time. The careful and steady weight loss I experienced was put in jeopardy after I managed to convince myself that eating an apple with 2-3 tablespoons of pure peanut butter every night was a good thing. I also successfully convinced myself that mile 2.5 mile walk every other weekday was enough.

It wasn't.

So 10 lbs crept back on and because I wasn't properly treating the Plantar Fasciitis, it got worse. Imagine that.

Anyway, come the spring of this year, after a few hard hikes at various state parks around New England, I knew I needed to face reality head on.

I went back to my old ways (sans the ignoring of pain). Most of the time, going back to old ways is not a good thing. But in this case, it has worked. I am back to exercising regularly. Biking and walking over the last two months. Just recently, I have reintroduced the treadmill with light jogging. And I am eating the best I ever have. It all feels great and I have managed to drop 5 or 6 pounds. Another 5 or 6 to go and I will be back to where I was last year at this time.

Things that have helped?

For my Plantar Fasciitis I had this compression sleeve recommended to me by Julie, the foot guru, at the EMS Store in Nashua.

The trick for me is icing the arch at night along with compression. I don't walk gingerly on my foot first thing in the morning now (I always felt like something was ripping off the bone...extremely vomit inducing).

The sleeve comes with 4 ice packages. You also can buy other sleeves for other types of needs and extra ice packages (I could have used the shin sleeve last year). Even though it was expensive at EMS, you can find it 20 to 25% cheaper on line.

So after three days using the sleeve I have been able to get on the treadmill with a light jog. Not foot pounding fast by any means, but fast enough not to be classified a walk anymore. Thank goodness because I really have been missing running.

The only thing I do at night is wear a sock under the sleeve because I find the extreme cold against my foot rather uncomfortable while trying to get to sleep.

Another thing that has helped?

The NikeFuel Band. It has been a great incentive. And I love this little guy, the Nike FuelMan. He congratulates me with his silly dances whenever I have had a good day. I have been accused of being a kid at heart and you know, I am perfectly fine with that. FuelMan can dance across my computer screen at any time because I will get the last laugh in the end!

Yes, the Nike FuelBand may be gimmicky, but it has worked for me to keep track of my activity, steps, calories burned, etc. It's an extravagant pedometer, but I am okay with that.

More news to come, but that will be in another post.

Ride on, run on, rock on!

BYOW


Jul 9, 2012

Ladies! Let's do something for us!

Posted by Jan on Monday, July 09, 2012 with No comments

Jul 8, 2012

Follow the blazes to my other blog

Posted by Jan on Sunday, July 08, 2012 with No comments
There is no need to republish this blog entry here when you can follow this link to my other blog:

Breadcrumbs of a happy wanderer