Running Chick

Thank freaking freak my ankle is better and I’m running again.  I was starting to get twitchy after four weeks off.

Josh has been working his way through the c25k program and has one more run left before he’s done.  I was starting to get pretty bummed out that I wasn’t going to be able to do his final runs with him, but I’m good to go now. 

Between Sunday & today, I’ve logged a little under six miles. Sunday was a very cautious 2.50. I was convinced that every step I took would end up with an ankle roll or fall so I was very, very aware of each foot placement and every little twinge and niggle.  Today I was feeling a more confident and but was still pretty cautious.  We ended up running three miles in the pouring rain. I was dreading it at first, running in the rain, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be. Darnit. Yet another excuse eradicated from my excuse bag.

Josh decided to keep on working on his running with the Bridge to 10k program, so barring no stupid mistakes on my part, we’ll be running the entire thing together. This could be a good thing, or very bad. Stay tuned.

Miss Priss says hi.

Actually, Miss Priss says Gimme some of that ground turkey you’re browning up or I’ll pop a cap in your ass.

Don’t let her cute face fool you. Scout’s all sweet and lovey to a degree.

Then she turns on you and tries to eat your feet.

How long can it be before she tries to eat our face while we sleep? Scary.

I can’t believe it’s already September. Wasn’t it June like two weeks ago? Guess it’s time to recap the running for last month. I managed to log 58 miles in August before I jacked up my ankle. The last time I was able to run was August 24th, so that’s makes about 3 weeks that I’ve been on the injured list. I’ve been riding my bike and doing yoga in the interim so I don’t feel like I’m wasting away or anything, but holy cow I feel like running. Things are moving in that direction, though. Last week I managed to run about two steps before I stopped due to pain. Sunday, I managed two minutes and tonight I think I ended up with about seven.  It. Was Awesome. My ankle was a little sore afterward, but I stuck the ice pack on it for about 20 minutes and it feels just fine now. Slow and steady.

Pictures! We took a ride to Marquette to do some shopping and general bumming around last Saturday. Spotted this old Model T driving around, and then it showed up at a garage sale we stopped at.

Our main visit was to the Farmer’s Market in downtown Marquette. We’ve been there earlier in the summer when it didn’t have much, but it sure is in full swing now.

We bought all sorts of fruit & veggies and a couple of ribeye steaks from grass-fed beef and a free range chicken. We had the ribeye, it was delish and I’m hoping to make the chicken this weekend.

Check out the Puli.  I’ve only seen them in dog shows on tv, never in real life.

Check out the balloon guy. I’ve only seen them in real life, never on tv.

Shorts Brewing Company was at the UP Beer Fest which was held in the lower harbor. We almost went, but decided that since we had to drive home that night, it probably wasn’t the best choice.

In keeping up with the interesting car theme of the day, we saw this peaceful van in the parking lot.

And then this hybrid monstrosity in another parking lot.

It’s a dump truck (or something big) turned into a camper van. That’s a real 21’ camper with the axles removed on the bed. Fully plumbed and everything. Both cool and weird.

And then there was this 4x4 factory van that Josh said I had to take a picture of. I thought my car was way more impressive with it’s TWO ham antennas.

The Portside has been replaced by the Blackrocks Brewery as our new favorite place to go. Good beer, good atmosphere.

But, the KBC is still my favorite and probably the graffiti artist’s as well.

Unless this is some gang-related graffiti. Who knows these days.

Anyway, some other stuff I did was lean how to can cucumbers. A friend of mine gave me a lesson and now I have six jars of pickles percolating in my larder.

Did you know that MTU now has a first responder team? Check out their bad ride. We saw them up @ Fat Tire in Copper Harbor over Labor Day weekend.

Time for a beer.

Whelp, my hope that I wouldn’t miss any runs fell flat. I have no idea what, exactly, I did to my ankle but hooboy it’s mad at me.  People keep on asking me if I rolled it. Nope, didn’t roll it.  I also didn’t kick it, run it over with the car or inflict any sort trauma upon it. As far as I can tell, and this is probably grasping, I ran on an uneven surface on worn out shoes.  For the first week I thought it was my peroneal tendon that I’d offended but now it seems like my Achilles also had it’s feelings hurt.

The Achilles thing makes make a bit nervous because way back when when I was an step aerobics going gym-rat, I tore my Achilles and was on crutches and gimped around for a good six weeks. Then it took another six months for it to not ache when I went for short walks and probably a full year for it to completely recover. I’m nowhere near that bad, but every time I get a twang in that area, I get a little apprehensive.

Anyway, it is getting better. I’m only walking with a slight limp now as compared to the zombie shuffle I’d been doing since last Monday.  I’m hoping to get back on the road next week, but ultimately my plan is run on the day in which I walk down the hall and forget that I hurt my ankle in the first place.

Until that time, biking!

My trusty road bike has been attached to my trainer in my living room since, um, April? Don’t worry, it was serving a very important purpose. Collecting dust, clothes, hats and purses is a tough job that not every bike can stand up to. That’s probably why it was so expensive.

Anyway, I uncovered and freed it and off we went on a 22 mile ride on Saturday afternoon. My legs were confused. This was not running! They got used to it.  Back in May when we were in Madison, I bought a tri bag for my bike, which I thought I’d be able to use for quick access to my phone. Currently I store it either in my Camelbak or my seat bag and both require acrobatics and stopping when my phone rings. I figured this little bag would solve all my problems. Wrong! When I mounted it as the picture instructed, it hit my knees. I moved it around to the back of the frame and it hit my thighs. Pretty much wherever I put it, some part of me was getting scraped. I think my bike is too short framed. Or something. I’m not really sure, but I’m bummed.

I rode through Dodgeville and Atlantic Mine, took the Covered Drive (is that capitalized?) to Liminga Road. The Covered Drive, which is usually pretty gravelly, was nice and smooth. I was able to really cruise down it. And take pictures.

Here’s me attempting to look disappointed that I’m not running. Fail.

This shot is mostly to remind myself that I need to re-tape my handlebars. Except that I have no idea how to do it. Do the brakes come off? They must. Maybe I can pay somebody to do it for me. James?

Here’s a glamorous shot of my MTB on the Nara trail.  I rode the trial yesterday, then biked along with Josh when he did his run. Head on over to his site to see another sexy picture of me in my biking garb and for actual running recaps.

This little wet bun was hanging out in the pouring rain when I got home from work the other day. He posed long enough for me to snap a few pics and then took off.

Hopefully back to running will happen before too long. Until then, my posts might be picture light. It’s a serious pain in the ass to take pictures while biking.