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Basic my butt!

Running, Training, Uncategorized

Well hello legs, meet jello. So you know that plan I told you about, about how I was gonna build some strength and abdominals into my running regime? Well, my dear, sweet, totally not evil, Coach NZ told me it was just “basic” stuff she was starting me on, nothing too strenuous, nothing huge, just a beginner’s session is all, strength-training for dummies really. Well, let me just say, she was either lying her pants off, or my body is completely out of shape. I’m going with the former 😉 My gawd, I kid you not, mere seconds after my first strength-training session, my legs were heavy and jello-like, even shaking to the point I nearly thumped all the way down the stairs on my butt. Totally not exaggerating, 100 per cent serious! And the next day, my calves felt as though they had a belt cinched around them, my […]

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The plan

Running, Training, Uncategorized

“Remember it’s supposed to be challenging.” Those were the words I got in an email my first day of strength training, and my gawd, was it ever – it was freaking grueling! I was huffing and puffing through the lunges, holding my breath for the planks (so sure that would make them go faster), and cursing anything and everything around me while fighting gravity through pushups. For those of you who’ve been reading my blog for awhile, you know I’m not about core or strength. Every time I’ve embarked on an abdominal regime, I’ve quit practically seconds in; I absolutely hate the gym, pretty much refuse to go; and sure I did pilates twice a week for more than a year, but I grumbled throughout the entire experience. But, as I mentioned in my last post, this time (with regards to my running) is different. Meet Coach NZ (formerly known

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And so it begins…

Diabetes, Running

I’ve waited for this day, dreamed of this day, ached for this day. And yet, when it finally arrived, my belly was all full of nerves, my heart was shaking, my legs quaking. The reason: A run; my first in 7 months! Heading out. Prior to lacing up my sneakers last night, I had visions of tripping on the pavement like I did the night I first learned of Little Ring in my belly, or of my hip popping out, like it did so many times pre-pregnancy, or of getting a tweak in my knee, or cracking my ankle bones with the kicking of my feet. Not surprising really. With my running past being so injury laden, it was hard not to worry about what may be. But then, I got out there. And oh man, the moment my sneakers hit the pavement, the moment I felt the beat of

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Out with the old…

Diabetes, Running

You can’t be loyal forever, not when it comes to shoes. For close to three years my feet have been laced up in the white and neon green Mizuno Wave Inspire 6 shoes, a beautiful shoe, perfectly structured to fit my foot like Cinderella’s glass slipper fit hers. We spent hours traveling the roads together, sharing our wind-swept journeys, loving one another. We ran Portland, the Oregon Coast, Toronto, Santa Rosa, San Francisco, and all over Vancouver and the Valley. And I was loyal, so loyal. I wouldn’t dare look at another shoe. She was my one and only; there was no thinking of others. We shared laughter. We shared tears. We shared love. But our love, so strong I would buy three pairs in one purchase, was not enough for Mizuno to sustain the shoe. Mizuno moved on from its Wave Inspire 6s, trading them in for a much

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Comeback postponed

Pregnancy in Diabetes, Running, Training

I’ve been good, like really good. Despite desperately wanting to, I haven’t run, not once. I’ve painstakingly crushed those urges and longings that fill me every time I lace up a pair of my sneakers, or read a Facebook post of a favourite running chick coming off a medal-worthy run, or see those head-to-toe Lululemon girls running down the boardwalk. Why? Because Dear Physio told me to. Early on in the pregnancy, when I was still dealing with the shoulder injury I got while running (you know, the night I found out I was pregnant) Dear Physio, who I swear has magic shooting through his fingertips, warned me that my already unstable hips would likely take a serious beating in childbirth, and if I wanted to run injury free, post pregnancy, I would be wise to heed his advice and make it a slow (and by slow, practically non-existent) comeback

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