Growing up, I rode bikes... everywhere, everyday. I competitively raced bmx, was very into freestyle, and as highschool came I transitioned directly into Mountain Biking. Rode in college as well. However, about 2 years into my time at MSU, the bikes were getting expensive to maintain, and I needed to get into shape, so I bought a pair of running shoes. It wasn't long before I was a runner who also rode bikes.
Over the last 5 weeks I have not been able to run at all. I am going to the doctor next week but my fear is still that I have a stress fracture in my left fibula (I did have a P.A. with foot and ankle experience check it out and validate my self prognosis may be correct). So I have been looking to other means of staying in shape.
It is not that I ever really got away from riding, more that it became less of a primary focus and more of an occasional venture. Well, the last few weeks I have ridden about 4 days a week, and I am starting to regain the love. Might even compete later this year, who knows.
The good new is, I am not just sitting around.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
A Humbling Endeavor
So, as everyone knows, I am "injured" and am currently not running. Thus, I am trying to find other outlets to keep myself in shape. I have been lifting, on the bike, etc. I have been saying I need to get in the pool, as swimming is a great workout, etc, etc.
Wednesday I met Jen and the kids at the pool at lunch and decided to get in a few laps. Now, I have never been a great swimmer, but I have always been a reasonable swimmer. I won't drown, and I can get back and forth looking like I reasonably know what I am doing. I am just not very fast. Oh yeah, and I am also very good at hiding how hard it is for me to breathe while swimming. I generally feel like I am a half stroke away from passing out. Wednesday was no exception. I swam all of 750 yards. That is 15 laps (or 30 lengths, depending on how you like to count.) I did end up swimming 2 of these laps breaststroke, just to give myself a few breaks on the breathing issues. And let's just say I was secretly really excited when the pizza showed up so I could nonchalantly get out of the pool like my workout was disrupted.
Oh man, I need to get my leg healed up so I can run.
Wednesday I met Jen and the kids at the pool at lunch and decided to get in a few laps. Now, I have never been a great swimmer, but I have always been a reasonable swimmer. I won't drown, and I can get back and forth looking like I reasonably know what I am doing. I am just not very fast. Oh yeah, and I am also very good at hiding how hard it is for me to breathe while swimming. I generally feel like I am a half stroke away from passing out. Wednesday was no exception. I swam all of 750 yards. That is 15 laps (or 30 lengths, depending on how you like to count.) I did end up swimming 2 of these laps breaststroke, just to give myself a few breaks on the breathing issues. And let's just say I was secretly really excited when the pizza showed up so I could nonchalantly get out of the pool like my workout was disrupted.
Oh man, I need to get my leg healed up so I can run.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
On the Bike
I managed to get a nice ride in yesterday on the Mt Bike. About 10 miles looping through Ute Valley. After about 5 miles, I finally started to get some balance and comfort on the bike. It is difficult after having practically grown up on a bike, to have to somewhat relearn the balances and tricks to mountain biking. The good news is that my fitness seems to be holding up, so I think if I can make it about 2 more weeks without running, I can start to slowly reintroduce some mileage. I also did make an appointment with my doctor and will be getting the leg checked out while I am there.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Running Club (Sort Of)
Sunday, June 5, 2011
A New Stress
Ok, so in reality I have less stress right now than I have ever had. The only real downer in my current situation is my total inability to run.
The scary thought is that I am beginning to believe that I have a stress fracture in my lower left fibula. Looks like another few weeks (months?) without running. Might have to see the Doc.
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The scary thought is that I am beginning to believe that I have a stress fracture in my lower left fibula. Looks like another few weeks (months?) without running. Might have to see the Doc.
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