Training Week 11: Or Not

This week marked another week spent out in the swamps for work. Given that I couldn’t bend over at all when I got out of bed on Monday morning, I wasn’t feeling particularly optimistic about how the week was going to go. I brought workout clothes anyway because I’m stubborn.

  • Monday: 4 mile run
  • Tuesday: 4 mile run
  • Wednesday: Online barre workout (1 hour)
  • Thursday: 4 mile run
  • Friday: Off
  • Saturday: 3 mile walk
  • Sunday: Off

Despite working outside and working out each evening, I actually woke up each morning feeling a little bit better. Don’t get me wrong, not great, but I could sort of bend over. Things were looking up. The pain was definitely worse in the mornings and loosened up in the afternoons. I struggled with the idea of whether or not to do a long run on Saturday, but with 16 miles on the books,  it didn’t seem like the best idea. I took Friday off in hopes of feeling better on Saturday and maybe going for a “short” long run and went to the chiropractor to see if an adjustment would help.

Suffice to say, it didn’t help. I woke up on Saturday feeling like someone was stabbing me in the back. Usually it helps to move, so AJ and I headed out on a walk with the dog and I was determined to go 3 miles, which didn’t seem that far. Well, it started feeling really far at about mile 2 when I could barely walk anymore and was repeatedly considering having AJ go home and get the car and pick me up. You know how really pregnant women walk when they’re about to go into labor – kind of like they’re waddling and with their hands on their lower back? That’s what I looked like, minus the pregnancy. I spent the rest of the day pretty much doing nothing but trying to figure out the right combination of medicine, ice, and heat to make the pain go away. Spoiler alert: it didn’t work. I slept for about  2 hours Saturday night and 4 hours last night because I was in so much pain that it was impossible to find a comfortable position.


So yeah… things are going well. I know it’s only a matter of time before this flare up calms down and goes away. Fingers crossed that that happens before our 9 hour flight on Wednesday night!

Tell me a fascinating fact (about yourself or the world) to take my mind off my back!

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