Where did this month go? I feel like I was in a dark hole called my office studying for finals only coming out for food, drink, physical therapy, shadowing, coaching and the final 5K for the Girls on the Run. I had my last day shadowing at the hospital on Christmas Even, then Christmas hit. The good news is that I am one more semester closer to a career that I will be happy in.
Physical therapy has been coming along. For those of you who don’t know, I suffered some injuries from my last Ironman in July, and I hadn’t run for months up until a few weeks ago!
Here is a video of one of the exercises that we have been working on.
I actually got cleared to run a few weeks ago. It was just around the block, but it felt amazing. I am following a special physical therapy walk to run program. I don’t want my injury to flare up again. Right now, I’m in Phase V.
Phase I: Walk 2 miles at your own pace.
Phase II: Progress to walking 2 miles in 35 minutes.
Phase III: Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1/4 mile, Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1/4 mile; Total: 1 mile
Phase IV: Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1/4 mile, Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1/4 mile, Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1/4 mile, Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1/4 mile; Total: 2 miles
Phase V: Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1/2 mile, Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1/2 mile, Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1/2 mile; Total: 2 1/4 miles
Phase VI: Walk 1/4 mile, Run 3/4 mile, Walk 1/4 mile, Run 3/4 mile; Total: 2 miles
Phase VII: Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1 mile, Walk 1/4 mile, run 1 mile; Total 2 1/2 miles
Phase VIII: Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1 mile, Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1 mile, Walk 1/4 mile, Run 1 mile: Total 3 1/2 miles
Then, I have to be in Phase VIII for 3 weeks before I can start running more than 3 times a week. Quite a difference from working out 20 hours/week for IMLP training, eh?
Let me tell you, this lack of training has had an effect on me the past few months. I found out that I greatly associated myself with being a triathlete, and when I couldn’t work out (this included lifting weights, cycling, swimming, and running per PT’s instructions), I got really depressed. Physical therapy has been going really well, but I don’t feel like I am in the same shape I was this summer.
I’m cleared to do all these exercises now, but in moderation. It is going be a long road to build the endurance back up that I had before.
After a night of horrible bad dreams and not being able to visit my family in NM for Christmas this year, I woke up Christmas morning exhausted from not sleeping and feeling sorry for myself. My husband had already been puttering around our house for an hour, and he crawled back into bed with me when I woke up. He patiently listened to me describe my vivid dream about him leaving me, the dogs, and my mother to get shot at by some guy who was stalking us in our backyard. Then, I started talking about how I missed my sister, mom, dad, aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, nephews, etc.
At that point, our dogs got into bed with us. Then, I realized how ridiculous I was sounding. I was surrounded by love. I shouldn’t have been complaining about anything. My health is great compared to the average person in the U.S., my husband’s health is wonderful. My dogs had made it back home to us after escaping a few days prior. I had a roof over my head and food in the fridge. It was Christmas, and my husband wasn’t deployed. I had lots to be thankful for.
I hope you all had a wonderful holiday season, and I hope you realized how lucky you are to have the life that you do.