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Mileage Pride

Just got back from the gym (and I was right, lots more people to share it with now) and I am so proud to say that I finished my third 5K practice for this week!  I’ve run 9.6 miles so far this week, a new high for me!  I always run 3.2 miles when I’m training even though a 5K is closer to 3.1.  I figure I should account for all the warming up I’ll be doing on race day and train myself to do a little more than just the race amount.

Lucas thinks I need a shower before kisses

My calves are hard as rocks but I feel great!

I popped one of these in my mouth when I got home. It’s a some sort of fruit and nut snack I get at Whole Foods.  I usually get them in a carob and spirulina flavor but thought I’d try these instead.  I’m thinking I should try to recreate this at home, shouldn’t be too hard.

Now just waiting for the hubs to get home so we can celebrate the weekend!


A fond farewell to “my gym”

I work in a multi-story office building at a market research company.  I’ve been in that industry for 6+ years now and worn many hats within.  Just this year I’ve started using the gym in the office building, where I learned how to exercise and how to stay healthy.

I was never an exerciser before, I always thought I got my dads’ genes when it comes to metabolism and that I didn’t need to work out to stay trim. Ha! No, everyone needs physical activity to be healthy, I know that now.

Anyway, right before I started using the office gym, the major company in our building that rented all top 4 floors, moved out.  All of a sudden entire levels of the parking deck are empty when I pull in to work.  Another neat side effect of the move was that there was also almost no one left to use the gym either.  When I first started going, I had the whole place to myself for the entire length of my workout, 9 out of 10 times.  When I did have to share it, it was usually only with one other person, and I’d be catching the tail-end of their workout, soon to have the gym all to myself again.

Having the whole gym to myself really helped me to get over some of my self-conscious feelings toward working out in front of other people.  I’d had a membership to a major gym before, but I never wanted to go and never wanted to stay long or push myself hard because I was always afraid that all the guys on the row of treadmills behind me were just watching my butt the whole time, or that I’d look stupid to all the seasoned pros if I didn’t use a piece of equipment properly. Being alone gave me the confidence to try hard without worrying what I look like to other people.

Well, my time in my “personal gym” is over.  Three new companies just moved into our building; the parking lots are jammed now so I know it’s a lot of people.  The last few days that I’ve been in the gym, mobs of people have been coming in to take tours of the facilities while I was chugging away on the treadmill.  It’s only a matter of time before the gym is packed with people every time I go in. The good thing is, I’m no longer afraid of how I look exercising in front of others.  I’m finally confident in my workout knowledge and confident in myself to just keep pushing through.

I’ve been going on runs around my neighborhood and Jeff and I bought some basic exercise equipment to use at home, so I’ll still get time to myself to really focus. I will miss those days when it was just me though- hyperventilating on the treadmill and falling off the exercise ball with no one to answer to. 😉

It was fun while it lasted.


Running with Scoliosis

I’m not going to put any pictures on this post because it may be too graphic for some. Just know that if you Google my condition, the pictures that come up are all way worse than mine, so don’t freak out!

I was diagnosed with scoliosis (unnatural curvature of the spine) when I was about 13 years old. I remember the day we had a scoliosis screening at school; I’m not sure how, but I just knew that I was going to have the tell-tale curve, and I was right.

My parents took me to see a spine specialist.  The doctor was a very young guy, probably under 30 years old, and I remember that even to my 13-year-old self he seemed a little inexperienced.

I asked smart questions, like: “Can I expect this to affect my mobility in old age?,”  “Will I have to go on bed rest during pregnancies due to the extra stress on my spine?,”  and most of all, “Will I have any pain?”  That doctor looked me straight in the eye and told me not to worry about anything, that it wouldn’t affect my life at all, and that the only thing I might have to think about is wearing one-piece swim suits so that no one else could “see it.”

I was embarrassed at his dismissal of my concerns, but what happened next was even worse.  He told me that because my hips were uneven, that I’d need to wear a shoe insert to make my legs the same length.  He grabbed a handful of magazines and made me stand on a stack of them with one foot, and that’s the measurement he used to determine the thickness of the insert I needed!

I wore the insert for about 2 weeks before the excruciating pain it was causing in my lower back was just too much to bear.  I threw it away without telling my parents.

For the first few years, I didn’t really have any pain, just some slight discomfort and a feeling of always needing to pop my back but not getting any relief from doing it.  It was when I entered high school that things started to change. I started to notice that the muscle column on the left side of my spine was enlarged, as if I were permanently flexing that muscle group.  My muscles were working overtime to give my torso the support it needed that my spine couldn’t provide.  Over the years this muscle group went from just feeling tense to feeling painful and ultra-sensitive, and later just feeling numb.

The next problem was with my hips.  I lost the swing in my walk as they got stiffer and stiffer.  It got to a point were I couldn’t walk for more than 10 minutes without the pain starting to shoot down my legs.  A two hour jaunt around the mall would always end in tears and ibuprofen, just getting between classes at school was tough.

The real problems came with the migraines.  I had debilitating migraines at least twice a week, and on the days that I didn’t have one, I would still have a headache that was worse than normal.

I nearly failed my senior year of high school due to low attendance. I stayed home at least once a week, sometimes more, because I was in pain.  I remember getting to the end of the school year with 2 months left until graduation and only having 3 more days that I could be absent and still pass the grade. I suffered through class many days in an effort to ration those precious days off for the worst pain. I am 99% sure that one of my teachers gave me a passing grade because she knew that my actual grade was low due to attendance and not due to my knowledge on her subject.  I was an excellent student, but I was struggling to even leave the house every day, let alone get any work done.

You might ask, “Why didn’t you go to the doctor for all this?”  My parents and I were told by that idiot specialist that scoliosis is not treatable without surgery and that I didn’t qualify for surgery because my curve wasn’t bad enough.  I had just accepted that there was nothing I could do about it, that this was my life and that there were just going to be a lot of things that I couldn’t do and a lot that I would have to live with.

Jeff and I met just before my pain got to it’s all-time high.  He put me on his health insurance before we were even married because he wanted me to get help so badly.  I made an appointment with a chiropractor not really knowing what to expect and not really sure if that would help me.

I already had 4 ibuprofen in my system before I got to my 11:00am appointment.  I told the chiropractor that and he put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Very soon, sooner than you think, you and I are going to flush those pills down the toilet together.”  We talked and took x-rays, but I didn’t get an adjustment that day. He wanted to review the x-rays before he just started popping whatever.  I had to stop by Jeff’s office for a hug afterwards because I was in so much pain and so disappointed that I didn’t get any relief that day.

I finally got that adjustment though, and I can’t even describe the way I felt even immediately afterward.  I saw him 3 times a week for several months and I couldn’t believe how much I improved.  I was feeling like I had as a young teenager again!  I haven’t had a migraine in 2 years and suddenly I can walk for miles without pain!

Running has become important to me because it is something that I had always believed I was not capable of with my condition.  I probably will not ever run a marathon, 4 miles is my maximum without pain, but that’s ok because a marathon is not my goal.   Running is hard for me, and not that enjoyable while I’m doing it, but the way I feel afterwards when I know that I’ve done something that I once thought was impossible is indescribable. My goal is just to enjoy the mobility I have been given and use it so that I don’t take it for granted.

I’ve mentioned it before but it’s worth mentioning again, that I am running my first 5K in late October.  I’m not running for time, in fact I expect to take over 40 minutes to complete it, and that’s ok. Scoliosis has distorted the shape of my ribcage in a manner that decreases my lung capacity, so I’m not going to overdo it and wear myself out.  I’m just going to enjoy having the ability to complete a race like this at all.

Everyone has obstacles that can keep us from becoming our best selves if we let them. I’m not going to let scoliosis keep me from doing anything anymore.

What obstacles do you have that try to hold you back?  How do you work to overcome them, or how have you already?