Saturday, August 16, 2008

Dreams and Nightmares

I guess I can’t expect all my dreams to come true without a couple of nightmares thrown in to boot.

First with the good dreams.

Finished my kitchen de-clutter goal that I started two weeks ago. The scary before...


And the splendid after...

Whippee! And Yes, I'm going to try like the dickens to have the counters stay this clear.

My master bedroom and the girl’s room are still faring rather well. The Laundry Room, well it’s slipped a little but I expect when the kids go back to school I might have more time to catch up once again.

So on with the not so nice dreams. I had huge hopes today would be another day where I could check off another dream accomplished. I was going to run a 5K in under 30 minutes for the first time. Great mostly flat course, good cause - Seattle Children's hospital, nasty hot & humid weather. What is it with the extremes, last week cold and rainy, this week amazon rain forest muggy.

I’m been working out like an Olympian (know what I've been watching too much of?) for the Sprint Triathlon scheduled for next Saturday and this was just another goal along the way.

Somewhere between mile 1 and 2 I felt an unwelcome friend come back to visit me. Last time it sidelined me for a month just when I was getting ready for my first half-marathon. I suspect its The dreaded leg tensor fascia lata syndrome but this time it was centered around my left hip.

Oh Joy! (Imagine that statement dripping with the most foul sarcasm your mind can summon). No, no, no, this isn’t supposed to happen. I even warmed up, stretched, hydrated, wore good shoes, etc., etc., ETC!

So I immediately backed off my push running and toned it down and finished the race in over 33 minutes. Maybe I should have stopped and walked but I was halfway away from the finish line anyway so I thought pulling back would help.

After the race I stuck a bag of ice down my pants. My doesn’t that sound nice. And my good friend’s mom had some Ibuprofen I could pop as well. I’ve been taking it easy but can feel the little bugger with every step I take. DRAT! Good thing I don’t swear of this entry would be bleeped and bloopered all over the place.

Early this week I’m going to go see the Chiropractor that put me back together for my half-marathon last time and hope he has miracle healing in his hands so that I won’t have to pull out next Saturday. UGH!

One good thing happened after the run. You know how they give out prizes. Well the announcer, none other than John Curly (Emmy-Award winning host) from the Pacific Northwest’s ‘Evening Magazine.’ Asked if anyone in the crowd had more than 5 kids. I guess you know who raised her hands. Me.

Check out my monster lower legs. Pure muscle and rock hard. At least I wasn't wearing a purple skirt like Mr. Curly. So my half dozen kids got me a $20 dollar spa gift certificate to a place that gives $60 treatments. Don’t know if I’ll be using it – maybe a hip massage would help?

I hate nightmares.

3 comments:

BoufMom9 said...

How awesome you got the certificate! YIPPEE!
Jeez! Doesn't it figure you would get the pain right in the middle of running! UGH! Awful!
Your time was still AWESOME!!!

Anonymous said...

Oh, if the certificate is for G.J. go treat yourself to a spa pedicure. It's like nothing else in this world. And your feet deserve a treat too after all this work.

Your neighbor..."J"

Trena Doll said...

I hope you're feeling better. Time for another pair of new shoes?