Monday, June 29, 2015

74 days and counting until Lost Soul

I don't have much time left to train for Lost Soul. Seventy-some days may seem like a lot to some people but when you factor in the taper and life, it's not a heck of a lot of time. I am not freaking out – just yet.

I know the smart thing to do is to let my injuries heal and ease into the big mileage numbers. I am also ignoring the crash setback. If I focused on everything that has gone wrong in my training I would probably go a little more crazy. All I can do is take deep breaths and look on the positive side.

I struggled through a 2.5 hour on Sunday at River Bend. My right foot was acting up and my upper back was crazy stiff from the collision. I just hiked up the hills at a steady pace while I kept repeating in my head: time on feet, time on feet. 


The heat didn't help either. While I started out at 8 a.m. it was so bloody hot. I reckon the super warm temperatures will help on race day if the weather was like anything like it was last September. I finally got around to booking my hotel for the two nights I am in Lethbridge. Fortunately the hotel was not sold out.

I wish I could get a couple races under my belt before September but I just don't want to chance seriously hurting my foot/leg/body/sanity. I'll have to be satisfied watching everyone else race and read their race reports.

Happy Monday.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Growing Stuff

I don't get out much. I went to Peavey Mart for the first time last week. 

Imagine my surprise when I found a dozen or so variety of sprouting seeds. I was in heaven. (I have a thing for sprouts.) I grabbed a spicy lentil mix and wheat berries. Wheatgrass juice, anyone? I can't wait to try them out. It's nice to shake up your sprout world. 

And speaking of growing .... I think Jack and I have the worst community garden plot. Nothing is coming up but weeds. Ugh. Last year everything grew in our plot. We really lucked out. Now I am worried nothing will come up. Boo. 

I am crossing my fingers that stuff will grow. Send me your positive vibes. It's still early in the season so ... anything could happen.

Meanwhile Alycia promised to take me to a couple u-picks this summer. I am so excited! I remember picking apples on Sundays in the valley when I was younger. 

Nothing beats fresh produce! 

Friday, June 26, 2015

Stuff happens then you move on

I was in a minor car crash.


Sometimes I wonder if my Versa has an invisible bulls eye painted on it. I bet you're probably getting as tired as I am reading about my Versa woes.

Someone slammed into my Versa on Thursday while I was waiting at a red light to turn. It was around 7 p.m., right after mobility. Ugh. This is why I should not work overtime. Thankfully nobody was seriously injured. The woman who hit me was either impaired by drugs or incredibly upset. She was crying a lot. I was just in a stunned state of shock.

I have whiplash. No big deal. I will live. And as the saying goes it could have been a lot worse. I played the "woe is me. I hate my life" card last night and texted everyone I knew while I waited at the ER.

(Yes I am a complete drama queen. And I may have cried in front of the sports guys in the office.) But now I am over my moment of weakness. I just get overwhelmed and I freak out when stuff happens. Once again Suzy and Josh came to my rescue. I am so thankful for these two!

I didn't go into work today. Instead I dealt with insurance and the body shop. I hated leaving the office in the lurch but I just needed to calm down and take a knee so to speak. My upper back was super stiff and I had a headache for most of the day. I would have been useless at trying to string sentences and words together.

It's such a bummer because I really, really wanted to go back to the mountains this weekend. Oh well there's always next weekend. I declined the offer of drugs for my pain. I prefer the alternative no drug cures such as retail therapy.

Works every time.