Not much has been going on around here. We’ve been homebodies the past couple weekends. Last Sunday we had a bunch of people over to celebrate Mr. Blondie’s birthday. We did some swimming in the lake, BBQ’d, and consumed many margaritas.
Note to self: It may have worked in college, but red wine is not a good cocktail chaser.
Today we had a lunch/swimming date with a fellow pilot-wife friend and her family. They live in the burbs on the opposite side of the Atlanta, so it’s a treat when we can manage to meet-up.
This morning I also went to my first spin class in forever.
Yep, I joined a gym again . HoleintheWall Gym near our house wasn’t willing to work with me to waive the initiation fee or do a short term contract, so I took my business up the street to SuperMegaChain Gym.
Their membership numbers must have taken a hit with the economy because there’s no longer an initiation fee, and it’s $10/month cheaper than the last time I was a member there. Plus they have group classes (spinning, yay!), babysitting, and a pool. The three things I need most at the moment. It’s also a month-to-month deal, so I can always cancel if it ends up being that inconvenient.
Lately my workouts have consisted of running for 25-30 minutes, then 30 minutes on the elliptical or one of Jillian’s workouts.
|Rare run that ended with some dry spots on my shirt.|
Remember when I told you how great the compression sleeves have been working to control my calf cramps? Well my calves feel great, but they must alter my gait in some way. The top and side of my left foot has started hurting. Taping my foot with KT Tape reduces the pain in my foot, but then my lower shin starts aching about a mile into my runs.
The first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem.
Maybe it’s time to admit I’ve got some type of overuse injury and stop running. Sound like a good idea? Yes, I agree.
Tomorrow I’m going to attempt aqua jogging. I’m nervous about it. The gym pool is really outside my comfort zone.
I have a fun 5k planned for next Saturday. Not sure what I’m going to do about that yet. I’ll be meeting a bunch of local bloggers there then going out for lunch afterwards. Hopefully my desire not to look like a swamp monster at the restaurant will be enough to overcome my desire to truly push the race.