Monthly Archives: September 2009

When You Can’t Run…

(I originally wrote this last Thurs, 9/24, but only getting around to posting it now.)

It really sucks when you can’t run because it hurts too much. My foot was still being a pest so I’ve taken a couple of days off. Not one to stay inactive, I decided to return to yoga, something I’d been needing and wanting to do for a long time.


I used to practice yoga at least once a week but I stopped when I got injured back in April. I probably could have gone back to yoga in June, but I was lazy and never did. I think I was a little burnt out on it. In class I used to position myself so I could see the clock and used to count down the minutes till the 90-minute class was over. The pace was too slow for me. And my yoga teacher, while excellent, expected people to be there to become yogis. He even once told me to give up all other activities and only do yoga. He didn’t get that I only did yoga to make the other activities that I prefer to do, easier. I probably would have given up on it a long time ago but one of my doctors had told me that the key to aging was flexibility = yoga. So it was one of those things that I did because it was good for me, but didn’t really like it.

(I actually found my perfect yoga class at Lululemon. It was called “Hip Hop Happy Hour Yoga” and was on Friday’s at 5:30 pm. I loved it – the music blasted throughout the store and the class was designed for people who were athletes who did yoga to balance their bodies. Sadly, it was only offered for a month and the teacher then left for the summer.)

So last night I returned to class for the first time in five months and I realized how much I really missed it. I was happy to see Jean-Ives (my instructor) and the other regulars. The class started off a little tough; my muscles were really tight, but it was as if Jean-Ives knew exactly what my body needed. We did all the poses that my physical therapists has me doing for my treatment – pigeon pose, upward-dog, baby cobra and uttanasana (forward bend). We also did a lot of core work, which I really needed because my core is so sad right now). By the end class I felt much more relaxed, physically and mentally.


I felt so good that I went to lunchtime yoga at work today. My company offers a yoga class every Thursdays at lunch and I had not gone in months either. I always get scheduled for meetings or forget to bring yoga clothes. But today I made a point of going and was glad I did. It was a different teacher, with a different style. Jean-Ives always uses the sanskrit names for poses, so when I take a class from someone who uses the modern names, I get confused and feel so lame. But this instructor was patient, the class was awesome and my physical therapist was so happy I went.

You know how some people say they run just for the runner’s high (I’m one of them). Well I practice yoga just for savasana (corpse pose). At the end of class, the teacher turns down the lights and we just lay there in silence, sometimes listening to the instructor’s voice cool us down. Its seriously my favorite part of the whole class. I get so relaxed that sometimes I actually fall asleep and start dreaming.


Unhappy Feet

Right about now I should be working on my route and play list for my morning run tomorrow, but sadly I’m not allowed to run right now.


My right foot has been bothering me since last week and I really have no idea why. I don’t remember any specific event where I could have injured it. But it really started to bother me during the track run last Wednesday so I’m deducing that the hike to the falls last Tuesday is what caused this. The terrain was rocky and steep, and I had my running, not hiking shoes on. That had to have been the culprit….

Up until yesterday I actually thought my foot hurt because I had been wearing heels and Havianas a lot. I mean a have a whole closet full of open-toed heels, and who doesn’t wear slippers during the summer (people from Hawai’i call it slippers, not flip-flops)?! But I should have known better. See I have chronic plantar fasciitis which flared up again last year but can be easily treated by wearing the right kind of shoes (with laces and a stiff sole aka boring), regular stretching, etc, etc. I’d been so diligent about all of this until the summer, even using this boot to sleep every night.


So when my foot started to ache last week, I figured it was this same thing again.

But during yesterday’s 5-miler it hurt like hell. I swear I thought it was broken. But I have a high tolerance for pain and pushed thru it. Right after the run I had physical therapy. My therapist noticed I was limping (it was hard not to) and asked me what was up. I told him it was my PF flaring up again but when I showed him where on my foot hurt (the outer part), he said, it wasn’tplantar fasciitis. He said he suspects a sprain of the metatarsal something something or another (I really can’t remember their medical terms when they talk really fast).

I really didn’t want to have to see my doctor again (I’m a regular and have her on speed dial) so he wrapped my foot for me. I had no idea how to wrap a foot so I taped him wrapping it so I could do it again on my own.

He even gave me some sports tape to take home. I was all happy thinking, “Yay, its fixed!” Wrong.

My foot hurt like hell all day! It felt worse wrapped than it did unwrapped. I limped around so bad I should have just had a cane. That tape he put around the back of my foot just about did me in. It compressed my foot so much I thought it was going to die (yes I’m dramatic and tend to say this a lot). To make it worse, I had a meeting after work (more on this meeting later in the week) which meant I didn’t get home from my day until well after 8 pm. By that time I’d had enough. I cut off the tape and my foot immediately felt relieved, but still pretty tender in the sprained area. But now then the tendons on the outside of my leg hurt. Awesome.

So today I was late for work (as usual), so I threw the sports tape in my bag and wrapped it at work — not as tightly as my therapist had, but enough to have it immobile. But then I got busy with a project and forgot I hadn’t put my shoe back on. My colleague stopped by to chat, found this to be hilarious and took this photo.


Anyway, so later in the afternoon, I was IM’ing with my friend De about our upcoming Halloween trip to Vegas. I told her about my foot and she started freaking me out about possible hairline fractures, etc, etc. So I ended up calling my doctor and going to see her later in the afternoon. When she walked into the examination room the first thing she said to me was, “Oh you’re back again.” Yeah, I know.

She basically said what I already knew:

* slight sprain
* the wrap probably aggravated other tendons which made it feel worse – so don’t wrap it anymore
* ice
* elevate
* rest for 2-3 weeks

Yeah that last bullet point had me frowning. I told her, “ummm no.” I can’t rest for 2-3 weeks…I mean I already missed my 8-miler last weekend. Since she said she didn’t “think” it was broken, isn’t three weeks a little excessive? I think so. So we negotiated. If it doesn’t feel better by Thursday, then I promised to go in for x-rays. In the meantime I can swim and lift but not run. But I clarified that running in the pool, i.e., aqua-jogging is OK. (I’m secretly hoping to be able to run again by Saturday.)

So tomorrow, instead of my morning run, I’ll be heading to the pool for aqua-jogging and swimming. For once I’m really hoping its a warm morning…


In case you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m a random thinker. My friends have made fun of this for years. I actually think its genetic because I know a few others in my family who I won’t name, but are just as random as me. :)

I don’t have a lot of time, so this post is going to be a quick mishmash (is this even a word?) of a bunch of random stuff from the past three days.

Last of Summer Madness Triathlon
My uncle bikes and runs, while I swim and run, so eventually one day, maybe we can pull it all together and actually do a tri. I had never been to one so we decided to check this out (it was a sprint one) in Vancouver, put on by the local park and rec. I must say, I was really impressed with the athletes who participated – all different ages, races, size and shapes. It made me hopeful and inspired that I could actually do one someday. Here’s video of the first people to transition from swim to bike.

Us spectating:


Google Calendar
I just discovered Google Calendar and I love it! Why have I never used it before? Its awesome:

* Web-based – so I can access it from my personal or work laptop
* Syncs with my iPhone – using the CalenGoo app (no its not free and yes I paid for it)
* Supports multiple calendars – bills, training schedule, personal life, etc, etc, etc
* Easy to use – same functionality as Outlook
* Shareable – I can share certain calendars with certain people and I can also embed select ones on Web sites. For example….

I had multiple calendars for training – the New Balance Active Trainer calendar to track my running schedule, plus the Gold’s class schedule for both Gold’s gyms that I go to. It was too much. So I spent the time (prob a couple of hours at the most) to input both calendars into my Google calendar so now its all on one. And I embedded on this blog and it also syncs with my iPhone. Perfect!

“Its not gambling if you know you’re going to win.”
I had a blast hanging out with my ‘lil cousin Lauren last week. It was the first time we were able to spent time together since last Christmas. As if you couldn’t tell, I adore and love to spoil her. But a classic Lauren moment:

She was looking for the Magic Bullet (which btw – I use to make myself a smoothie every morning). We went to Macy’s and two Targets and could not find it. On the morning we were driving to Seattle, her mom insisted to her it was at Target. Lauren insisted back that she had just looked the night before and it wasn’t there. So we decided to go back and look again. On the way driving there, she bets her mom $50 that its not there. You know how much $50 is to a college student right? But Lauren’s theory was, and I quote,

“Its not gambling if you know you’re going to win.”

Umm, yeah…Mom’s are always right


Here she is saying goodbye to Chippy.


You think you know someone…
So Shari is my cousin here in the Bay, probably the closest person I have to an older sister. We talk / email / text if not every day, at least every other day – for the past 11 years (if not longer). So imagine my amazement when I find out two things about her I never knew:

1. She calls 911 or the Highway Patrol on a regular basis to report “things of concern.” Like a deer on the highway. Or seeing someone get hit by another person. I’m talking at least once a week. In fact, while I was on vacation I get this text:

“Just called the hwy patrol non-emerg line to report a large deer blocking the road on 92.”

Once she even offered to stay at the scene of an incident to “be a witness” but her offer was declined.

2. She has Yogurtouille’s (our fav fro-yo place) phone number programmed in her phone because she calls them daily to find out if they have lemon sorbet fro-yo that day. After several weeks she’s figured out that they know her by now so she tried to change up the way she asks if they have it.

The reason I bring this up? So I flew back to town today and the first place I went was Yogurtouille. And what did they have? Lemon sorbet. And it was good. :)


And ironically, since they never had it, she had stopped calling and didn’t even know it was there.

Three Fat Dog Days
After my two-a-day workout last Wednesday, I had three fat dog days of doing nothing. Well, we did have a two and a half hour drive (each way) to take Lauren back to UW, but I mean, I could have at least fit in a quick 3-miler right? Nope, I didn’t. Instead, I ate nachos and Chocolate Thunder Brownie ice cream. A lot of it. I can’t remember the last time I did that.

Coming home means getting back into the groove. Only, it was too hot to run (when exactly is Fall supposed to get here?!) which meant the pool was too crowded to swim. So I went to the gym to do some cardio which I hadn’t done that since last winter. My goal during the Spring was to spend more time exercising outdoors which has now become my norm.

So off to the gym I went for 30-minutes on the stair climber and 30-minutes on the elliptical. I actually like the stair climber a lot because I have to concentrate on balancing the whole time; i.e. core work (and yes, I have fallen off of it before). But the elliptical is so boring to me so to make the time go faster, I indulge in my one of my guilty pleasures – I watch Britney Spears music videos. Yep, I do. I love Brit! I specifically downloaded most of her videos on my iPhone especially for this purpose. And you know what? It makes the time go by a lot faster.


Yep, saw her in concert in April…I am the ringleader, I call the shots!