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Injury update: IT’S NOT THE GROIN!!!

Running, Training, Uncategorized

It’s not the groin! It’s not the groin! It’s not the groin! If I could do a Carleton happy dance right now, that’s exactly what I’d be doing. Source: After receiving a frantic, Holy crap, I think I need a pelvis transplant email from me this morning, Dear Physio squeezed me in for an appointment this afternoon. He asked me where the pain was, and how exactly I thought it happened. I told him about my long run, and about the half roll of my ankle. He then asked, with a smile on his face, how much time I’d been spending on Holly Goquickly lately. Turns out my injury was not a running injury, but rather a cycling injury. The injury was also not a groin injury, but rather a messed up, twisted sacrum injury. (Note: A message from Coach NZ this morning also indicated it could be a cycling […]

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Bulging flames of fire

Diabetes, Running, Uncategorized

Ring-Ring. Hello? Hi Dear Physio… it’s Princess… so you know how I’m running again? Yessss. Well, I kinda, sorta, totally, uhm, well, you know… I hurt my groin… and, uhm, I really need you to fix it… fast! 🙁 AWKWARD!!! Last Friday’s long run has left me hobbled. I’m pretty sure it happened around the 12 km mark when I felt my ankle half roll on a narrow pathway with hidden dips and had to quickly stabilize my form. I didn’t notice the ache at first, but hours after the run, I felt tightness in my groin area, around the inguinal ligaments, both sides – is that normal??? –  and at first I thought it was just like all the other tight aches I was feeling. But then, as the days passed, a few things niggled at my paranoia. Every time I picked up speed for something, like jogging across

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There’s no crying in running

Diabetes, Running, Training

A League of Their Own may have been talking baseball, but for me this past week, that movie spoke to my running 5,000 times over. Thank you Jimmy Dugan 😀 “There’s no crying in [running]!” But man, oh man, did I want to. Before even starting my run on Friday, I had pre-runner’s trots 🙁 And because of the trots, I ended up getting a much later start to the run putting me out there during the top scorcher hours. It felt as though I were running through a thick wall of heat! And for about 30 minutes following my first walk break, I felt as though I was shrivelling up like a slug out there. I couldn’t push my pace, I couldn’t catch my breath, the fuel I had ingested sat like a bloody lump in my belly, and my body was heating up, dripping with salty sweat. And

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Notes of a long run

Diabetes, Running, Training

When you run for more than 1.5 hours, things happen. Good things. Bad things. Wretched things. Wonderful things. These are a few of the things that happened to me on Friday’s long run. 1. DIABETES RUNNING EXPERIMENT: Instead of running with my insulin pump latched to my shorts’ waistband, which is annoying as heck feeling as though your shorts are gonna be pulled down at any moment, I decided to try and wear it on my fuel belt. I brought the pump and its tubing up through the top of my shirt and had Big Ring latch it onto the back of the belt between the water bottles. And you know what, I didn’t think about it, didn’t feel it, didn’t get annoyed by it once. Brilliant! 2. BURNED BY GEL:So remember how last week I was singing the praises of Vega’s sport gel? Well folks, it didn’t take long

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Living in speed hell

Running, Training, Uncategorized

In the midst of Monday’s speed intervals, these were the thoughts formulating in my head: 800 metres? At this pace? Are you freaking kidding me? Holy freaking crud monkey, I can’t breathe! I think I’m having a heart attack! Ohmygawd, alert the authorities, I think Coach NZ is trying to kill me! Why did I not pack along water??? This week’s speed training had me running 4 sets of 400 metres fast/90 seconds easy/800 metres fast/90 seconds easy and repeat at a 4:30 min/km pace. For those of you who’ve been following me for awhile, you know that while I very much want to be faster in my running, I absolutely loathe speed training. And so, when I saw 800 metres on the schedule, I had serious thoughts of skipping it. But then, that stupid little smug angel on my shoulder reminded me of just how guilty I’d feel if

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