Training

cycling, hiking, aqua jogging, pilates, baking

Running reboot: injury be damned

Running, Training, Uncategorized

This blog is lonnnnnng overdue. I started writing it back in January, but was sidelined (and subsequently pummeled) by integral calculus, which took pretty much all my focus. The post was pushed to the side, only to be revisited today – four months after I started my official running reboot, and three days out from getting an arthrogram MRI to see what the heck has plagued my groin for the past nine months. Let’s go back in time, shall we. Bloop-bloop-bloop… Jan. 15, 2017: It wasn’t a blip in the pan. It wasn’t fly by the night. It was real. I went for a run. I did not know what to expect on this run. I was still injured. I still am injured. My leg feels sharp stabs of pain daily. The groin ache is still there. At this point, I don’t know if it will ever go away. What I […]

Running reboot: injury be damned Read More »

Lonely in Cycleville

Diabetes, Training

We were about 2.5 hours into a nearly 3.5 hour ride when we entered the trail head. Big Ring had been chatting about this path for the last 20 minutes or so, a look of mischief on his face the entire time. I didn’t know what I was in for; I’d never ridden trails before, and knowing my husband, I was picturing crazy, straight-up, steep, dirt climbs coming my way. We were near my recent running grounds, I knew this because there was a huge sign we’d passed announcing Burnaby Lake, and as soon as we came upon the path, Big Ring asked if I’d run here before. Without pondering it over, I right away said No, the road we’d just come off didn’t look familiar at all. But then, a few pedals in I thought, Hey, maybe, nah, could it be, maybe, no, yes, yes I think it is

Lonely in Cycleville Read More »

15 weeks: friends, fun, fortitude

Running, Training

When I agreed to take on the leadership role of the UBC run study last fall, I was at a crossroads with my running; I was in a state that was fast becoming find some inspiration, find something to regain the love, or move on. When the opportunity was first presented, I had some hesitations: I had never led a training session before; I am seriously directionally inept; what about the Little Ring sitting; could I put my goals aside to help others with their goals? Well. The 15 weeks of training ended about three weeks ago and this week I am about to embark on my second stint as run leader with the UBC run study. If that’s not evidence enough that this was very much the missing link I needed, I don’t know what is. Finally, I was happy running again. Some days the program was more challenging

15 weeks: friends, fun, fortitude Read More »

Direction by committee

Running, Training, Uncategorized

(Note: I am seriously behind on blog posts; this one should have been posted Sunday or Monday. Please send all your complaints to the Douglas College chemistry department.) You say tomato, I say tomAto. This is the map of the route we were supposed to run Sunday. This is the map of the route we actually ran Sunday. Pretty much totally the same. Yes folks, the lost runner in me struck again. But hey, a few added hills never hurt anyone right… right? As one of my favourite running chicks noted, we weren’t lost, we were exploring. Two hours in the trails – just look at this beauty! And with a water station on route, we were totally set – lost or not! SUNDAY RUN DAY: 8:45 a.m. BG before: 6.7 Carbs: banana + dried apricots 30 min b/f and 15 min b/f (no bolus) Temp. basal: -50 per cent;

Direction by committee Read More »

All struggling. All smiling.

Diabetes, Running, Training, Uncategorized

You win some, you lose some. And yesterday’s run, much to my dismay, was very much in the loser file. I could not get my bearings at all. My ankles felt crazy wobbly, and the upper half of me felt as though it was going all over the place too. My breathing was heavily laboured. I was crazy overheating. My stomach innards were flopping. And Dear Diabetes was being a major jerk face! I woke up at 4 a.m.. I didn’t intend to, my blood sugars went low, and by the time I’d finished slamming back some oj, my brain had turned on, my eyes wide awake, there was no falling back into a slumber. That was just the beginning. It seems Dear Diabetes is making a habit of getting in the way of my Sunday runs these days with her stupid hypoglycemic ways. So I thought yesterday I’d head

All struggling. All smiling. Read More »

Start typing and press enter to search