Not those kind of toys, drag that mind right back up here!! I was not long back into running when I felt the need for new shoes. My old Nikes, although not much worn for running, are currently my everyday shoes as I hurt my foot walking too much in unsupportive shoes. Doh!
Plantar fasciitis is a bitch, especially when it happens from an innocuous thing like being too heavy and walking in crap shoes. The thing is it doesn’t hurt when I run, only after, so it doesn’t seem like a good enough reason to not go.
So new dedicated running shoes then :-) Nikes again, because they’ve always served me well. Alas they no longer make Equalons, so I deliberated for a long time (I am a researcher at heart!), and went for a pair of Lunarglide 6. In bright pink. As you do. The jury is still out on whether or not I like them, but they seem to keep me heading in the right direction!
Also, I’m a numbers girl, so I wanted a way of keeping track that didn’t involve taking my huge iPhone 6+ out in my pocket. I found a complete bargain at Sweatshop of a Tomtom Runner with heart rate monitor. Sold! I’ve never measured my heart rate before. Truth be told I’m not yet sure what to do with that information. But I imagine I’ll research it when I get more miles under my belt.
Lastly, being heavy, I inherently knew that running everyday would be my fastest route to injury. So I wanted a way of being able to exercise on the alternate days that was non weight bearing. I was close to going for an indoor bike, but my back is not the greatest (for now), so I went for an indoor rower. I found a secondhand one locally on Gumtree. I love her, she’s beautiful and represents a lot to me right now!
The thing is though, shortly after the arrival of my rower, hubby and I both came down with stinking colds. Aarrgghh!! In the early stages, read first day or two, I went for a run and was okay. Then it really set in and I spent 5 days not exercising at all! Hey ho. As I thought I was improving I went for a run 5 days later and as I left the house it started chucking down with snow! Undeterred I continued. By the time I got home I was coughing my lungs up! Not a happy bunny!
I should also probably mention here that during the time I had the cold I quit smoking. That often happens when I’m ill, I don’t smoke while I’m not well, but this time I decided to add it to my list of self-improvements for the year. And I quit. Having not had a fag for 3 days I figured that continuing to avoid nicotine would be the way forward. A friend had mentioned that nicotine leaves the body after around 48hours. So I figured that getting patches would undo the work that I’d already done. As of today I think I’m 12 days smoke free. Woohoo. However, this may well have had something to do my horrible coughing fit during the run.
The snow continued. As I’m due on a once in a lifetime photography trip to Iceland this week, there has been no way in hell that I’m setting foot outside the door in a pair of trainers with the pavements covered in ice! Needless to say I’ve been rowing the crap out of our dining room! Frustrating. But breaking an arm or leg right before a bucket-list trip to Iceland would be more so!
So it’s been an eventful time of late, but I’m still on track to being a recovering fat girl!