Category Archives: well being

A Tough Decision – A Blogging Hiatus

So, after much deliberation I have made the decision to step away from the blog for a little bit.  I’m pretty overwhelmed with my schedule of classes/externship/teaching/patients and I feel more comfortable taking a total break rather than putting out sub-par or really infrequent posts.

But still…it’s hard for me to walk away, even temporarily.

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See? I’m pouting over it.  Either that or I’m pouting over how absurdly shiny my nose is for some reason in that picture.  ;)

I planning on my “break” being at least till the end of the September.  I figure I’ll have a better handle on my schedule then and will have a good feeling for how much free time I can devote to blogging.  Annnnd I might be making some changes to the blog during that time also.

But until then, you can still follow my adventures (or lack there of) on twitter…and I might even be posting a few small things to the steff says facebook.  So please keep in touch and don’t forget about me.  I’ll be back!

Mission Summer: Accomplished

Two things say “summer” to me like no other: ice cream & beaches.  And while I eat more than my fair share of fro yo on a regular basis, I save the real deal stuff for when I really want to treat myself.

And in NYC, there is one way really special way to treat yourself to ice cream…

THE BIG GAY ICE CREAM TRUCK!

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I’ve been following these guys on twitter for ages (and I’m pretty sure they’re my soul mates because they seem to love unicorns, sparkles, and The Golden Girls as much as I do) but it took me until a couple weeks ago to actually get myself to the truck.

Once I was there, I had zero doubt about what I needed to try.  It’s the treat that’s had me drooling in anticipation for months (and it was just featured on Food Network’s “Best Thing I Ever Ate)…

THE SALTY PIMP!

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What is this magical concoction?  It’s vanilla soft serve, injected with the truck’s homemade dulce de leche, sprinkled with coarse grains of sea salt, and then dipped into a spiced chocolate shell.

This is my oh-my-god-it’s-so-amazing face.

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Heavenly.  Fo’ realz.

Know what else is heavenly and screams of summer?

THE BEACH!!

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It was my other mission for the season to make it to a local beach at least once, so yesterday when Steve had a surprise day off and the weather was glorious we hopped on the LIRR out to Long Beach!

It was actually a little chilly when the sun hid behind the clouds and the water was C-O-L-D…oh and there was that little earthquake (um, what?) that greeted us shortly after our arrival…but it was still a glorious way to spend a summer day.

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Happy beach face!!

And with that, 2 of my major goals for the summer have been completed.  And just in time since my summer psuedo vacation ends in a week.  Which brings me to…

OTHER NEWS!

Things are starting to get really crazy really fast in steff-land.  School obligations & some new challenges (Professor Steff over here!) are ramping up at warp speed and I just don’t know if I can handle blogging (or working out, or seeing friends, or breathing) as regularly as I have been & would like too.  Thus, I am strongly considering taking a blog hiatus for a month or two.  I think I just need a break to see how the blog is going to fit into my new schedule…or if it even can.  But I am going to think it over for the next few days and make some sort of official announcement next week.

Just wanted to give ya’ll a heads up.

You have anything left on your summer fun to-do list? 

Rediscovering My Running Mojo

You may recall that in the 2 months leading up my triathlon, my relationship with running took a serious nosedive.  First there was the injury that kept me out of my sneakers for about 2 weeks, then there was my epic loss of motivation/love for running that left me looking like this after dragging myself out for runs.

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I muddled through those last few weeks of training by telling myself that after the tri I was taking a break from running.  I’d mentally decided that the hiatus would be at least for the end of July and entire month of August, and longer if my body and mind felt it necessary.

Welllll…

…I made it a whole 2 weeks without hitting the pavement before the urge struck again.

So what changed?  Well, a couple things.

1. New Shoes!  Now some of you may be saying, “Hey Steff, didn’t you get new sneakers right after your injury?” Yes, yes I did. But from my very first time taking them out I knew we were not a match made in heaven.

Even in the store when I bought them I was debating between the Asics GT 2160s and Brooks Adrenaline GTS 11s.  I liked the feel of the Brooks better on my feet, but the only color they came in was white with red accents.  This may sound silly, but honestly, I can’t stand the color red and buying red sneakers would make me never ever want to put them on.  So I bought the Asics, assuring myself that it would all work out.

I made due with them for a couple months, but they just never felt quite right.  So when Zappos got the Brooks in stock IN PURPLE WITH TEAL ACCENTS (aka my favorite colors) I knew I had to make the switch.

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Don’t these sneakers just scream, “MOJO!”?  It’s such a vain thing, but looking at these shoes made me feel so happy that I couldn’t help but end my hiatus to try them out!

2. New Attitude! — When I decided to hit the pavement again it was on my own terms.  No schedule was telling me how many miles I had to do and I wasn’t working towards a goal.  I was just going for one run and if I wanted to stop after that one run, I could.

I took on an easy 3 miles to break the shoes in on the day I got them and then didn’t touch my sneakers again for a week.  The urge to run struck me again on Friday and as I strapped on my shoes and started for the park I felt like I wanted to push myself to run with a little speed.

It had been months since I’d worked on speed.  Before my 10k in May it was all about increasing my distance and before the tri I was focusing on merely surviving running after biking.  So deciding to push myself above my usual pace  on Friday came entirely from within…and that felt liberating!

When I’d finished my 3.1 miles, I had missed my 5k PR by just 18 seconds.  Not too shabby for a girl who just last month contemplated giving up running for good!

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Despite my sushi lunch threatening to return to the outside world, I felt amazing afterward.  It’s hard to describe but I just felt back.  Back to the world of the runners.  Back to the joy of running.  Back.

I also felt hella tired and laid on the floor for about 10 minutes after I got home.

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Rediscovering my running mojo in this way has reaffirmed something I have always believed about exercise.  There is only one reason to do something — because you enjoy it.  That doesn’t mean that bad runs, bad rides, bad yoga classes, etc. don’t happen…but the reason to do the activity in the first place has to come from a place of joy and love.

And when it comes to running I am happy to say I am back in that place!

My Seven Links

Those of you in the blog world have probably seen the Seven Links meme making its rounds over the past month…and thanks to a tag from the wonderful Ashley of (never home)maker it is time for me to share mine.

Here ya go:

Steff’s Seven Links…

1.  My Most Beautiful Post: Talking About W-E-I-G-H-T…a vlog!

This post was difficult for me to create because I felt like I was “putting myself out there” in a way I never had on my blog before.  It was something about the combination of the subject matter (my weight) and my decision to make a video instead of write that made this very personal and exposing…and that’s what I believe makes it beautiful.

2.  My Most Popular Post:  Recipe Time: Easy Gluten Free Crab Cakes

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Yes, the simple little recipe was one of the first I ever posted, and certainly not my best…but it is still my most popular post, getting at least handful of search engine hits every single day.  I guess there’s a lot of other gluten-shunning folks out there with a hankering for crab cakes.  Glad I could help!

3.  My Most Controversial Post: Eeeek!  The D Word!

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This post stirred up some heated discussion in the comments section as well as in my personal conversations.  I understand that “diets” and “dieting” are personal choices and I don’t pass judgement on anyone who makes the decision to “go on a diet”…but I still stand by the sentiment expounded in this post…diets are evil!

4.  My Most Helpful Post: Surviving Spin Class

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This one of the only posts I’ve written with the intention of being helpful in mind.  I remember how overwhelmed and intimidated I was when I walked into my first spin class about 5 years ago, so I decided to pass some of my spinning wisdom down to anxious newbies.  It always makes me smile when I see searches like “what to wear to spin class” or “what to expect at my first spin class” leading people to this post.

5.  A Post Whose Success Surprised Me: Steff: The Teen Years

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I wrote this post for the ever fabulous Medicinal Marzipan‘s Teen Week.  I was surprised that the story of my teen years resonated with so many of you in the blog world, but I was even more shocked by the responses I got from people in “real life”.  After writing this post I received emails from people I haven’t spoken to in 10 years, and heart-felt, supportive responses from friends.  One person even said they wanted to save this post to show to their daughter someday.  I was completely blown away and moved by this reaction!

6.  A Post I Didn’t Think Got the Attention It Deserved: Recipe Time: Curried Butternut Squash Soup

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Of all the recipes I’ve posted on the blog…this is might just be my favorite.  It is certainly one of the best things I have ever cooked, it’s fairly simple, and yet no one out there is showing it any love!  Go!  Read the recipe!  Make it!  Your taste buds will thank you!

7.  The Post I’m Most Proud Of: Triathlon Race Recap Part 2 – The Race

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This post is only just over a week old, but regardless, completing a triathlon was one of the proudest moments of my life.  It was something I had fantasized about for years and something that I believe to be truly outside of my grasp for a very long time.  Crossing that finish line (20 minutes faster than my goal time!) was a small reminder of just how much is possible when you are fueled by passion and determination.  The only thing that I think will top this on the proud-o-meter is when I complete my first olympic distance tri!  Maybe next year?

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Wow.  That was a surprisingly fun trip down blogging memory lane!  Now it’s time for me to pay it forward and tag some other awesome folks to do their Seven Links!  You’re up next:

Just Gathering

Christie Inge

Polka Dot Aardvark

Voice In Recovery 

Running is My Frenemy

When I came home from my run yesterday morning the first thing Steve said to me was, “You look miserable.”

My response:  “I am.  I HAAATE running.”

Was I being a tad melodramatic?  Sure.  But there is a grain of truth behind my whining.  Running and I have NOT been getting along lately…which is why I came home looking like this.

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Sad face.

I’d say that about 50% of the my runs since I came back from my piriformis syndrome (as well as a few runs right before I got hurt) have been B-A-D.  Like my brain is screaming “Why are you doing this?” and I feel tears welling up inside me from frustration kind of bad.  I’ve had to quit most of my runs before finishing what I set out to do and my body feels like crap while I’m out there.  Ugh.

It was so different a couple months ago.  I just remember how good running felt in May when I set a PDR with 7 miles and finished my first 10k in under 64 minutes.  I felt accomplished.  Proud.  Successful.  I felt like a runner.

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Of course I’ve analyzed some of the reasons why things have changed so drastically.  And this is what I’ve come up with.

1.  The heat.  I really don’t like running in the heat.  My body is very sensitive to it and it just seems to zap all of my energy.  I sweat buckets, my face stings, my feet burn, it’s just not pleasant.

2.  Strength training.  In the past 6 weeks I’ve added a lot more strength training into my routine.  While I know that it will eventually be a benefit to things like running, it means that my legs are more fatigued when I set out for runs.

3.  My new shoes.  I’m still getting used to them & breaking them in.  But I’m fairly certain we are not a match made in heaven.

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 4.  The psychological scars from my injury.  My mindset about running just has not been the same since my bout with piriformis syndrome/sciatica.  Even though I am stretching and strengthening as directed I can’t help associating running with the terrible pain I was in for 2 weeks, and it has turned my runs into something scary!

Keeping all of those things in mind, I have decided that after the triathlon on July 23rd (2 1/2 weeks from now!), I will be taking a hiatus from running.  Maybe just until the weather cools down or maybe for longer, I don’t know.  All I do know is that running is not fun for me right now and exercising in a way that does not bring me joy goes against every stitch of my fitness philosophy.  I have plenty of other ways to move my body AND feel wonderful…I don’t need a frenemy.

But for the next 2 1/2 weeks I need to suck it up and try to make running as pleasant as possible so I don’t feel totally burnt out on triathlon day.  Any suggestions?

Where’d My Mojo Go?

I’ve been feeling really ambivalent about blogging lately.  While I still have the desire to write, it’s like there’s nothing sparking me or getting me excited.  In other words…I’ve lost my blogging mojo.  Not just my blogging mojo in fact, but also my running mojo, and hell…most of my productivity mojo.

I’ve been thinking about this dilemma a lot in recent days and have been trying to figure out what’s going on with me, and here’s what I’ve concluded.

1.  It’s summer.

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The first year of my PhD program was mentally and physically exhausting.  So it’s as if now that I actually have time to relax I’ve gone into a sort of hibernation mode/lazy funk.  Plus, I hate hot weather and have awful allergies which keep in a sort of crappy feeling fog for most of the season.  It’s not inspiring much activity.

2. My triathlon training was disrupted.

Before my bout of piriformis syndrome I was in a serious groove with my triathlon training.  Even though I am almost 100% better (just a little weaker) and back to training, I just don’t have the same enthusiasm I did…especially when it comes to running.  I’m simply not enjoying it like I was a few months ago and I have actually been thinking that I might take a hiatus from running after the tri next month.

3.  I’m loving other things right now.

After a life so dominated by academics for the past 9 months, I’ve rebelled against that by enjoying media in a way I haven’t had a chance to lately.  Like…by reading fiction!

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A week and half ago I devoured the Hunger Games series in a 3 1/2 days.  I’ve also been working my way through the “too be read” section of my bookshelf volume by volume.  I’ve been spending a lot of time lately sitting in parks or coffee shops with a good book…and there are few things that make me happier than that in the world.  I’ve also been indulging in some Netflix…specifically watching Weeds from the very beginning. Sure it’s not a productive use of my time, but I’m enjoying it.

4.  My fitness routine has changed…in a boring way.

I’m still getting my sweat on 5 days a week, but I’ve dialed back my running and biking lately, which leaves me with less fitness related things to write about.  For example, while I’ve been doing yoga on and off for 9 years, I’ve been in love with vinyasa yoga lately now in a way I never have been before.

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And that’s all well and good, but awesome yoga classes and at-home mat sessions don’t make good fodder for blogging.

I’ve also been taking strength training a lot more seriously lately.  After having two injuries this year for which strengthening was recommended (dislocated shoulder and piriformis syndrome), I’ve had a bit of a wake up call and realized how essential strength work is for my overall fitness.

So for the past moth I’ve been doing at least 1 serious lifting day at the gym plus 1-2 days of lighter strength training at home per week.

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I feel like I’m just getting my feet wet in the world of strength training.  Maybe it’s something I’ll want to write about in the future, but right now I’m just such a novice that I feel like its a sort of private endeavor.

So there’s the story. I’m not really feeling very talkative (blogative?) or enthusiastic about things that are going on in my life right now…thus I’m feeling less inspired to blog.  But I am really excited about my Locavore July project that begins THIS FRIDAY.  Maybe that will get the creative juices flowing.  I guess we’ll just have to wait and see!

How do you all deal with lack of motivation?

A Vlog: Compassionate Post-Injury Training

I am not invincible.  That is not something I particularly like to admit, but it’s the truth.  Even harder to admit than my lack of super-powers is just how limited my body is in certain ways.  I certainly recognize that there are people out there far more physically limited than I am, and I am grateful everyday for the amazing things that I can do, but I have my weaknesses.

I have never once in my life considered athleticism or fitness my greatest strength.  Qualities including passion, honesty, musicality, intelligence, independence and openness have always trumped physical fitness when I think about the characteristics that make me who I am.  Nevertheless, being active is something I’ve come to value and love over the years.  It is something that greatly enhances my quality of life, helps me manage stress, and brings me joy.  But it is a mere fraction of what contributes to the overall picture of me as a person — and I need to remember that.  I need to let go of my competitive spirit and refuse to let my fitness pursuits hold more clout in my life than they should.

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It’s great to have big goals and big dreams…but (as I recently learned) the universe has a funny way of pointing out when those goals and dreams become so lofty that our feet lift off the floor of reality.  But instead of cursing the gravity that keeps me grounded, I am welcoming it embracing it — by committing myself to training and being fit in a more compassionate way.  Annnnddd….I’ve decided to vlog about it in the form of a little pep talk to myself.

Enjoy!

Thanks for watching.  I’d love to know your thoughts on training with  compassion and knowing your body’s limits.

And just in case you didn’t get enough of listening to me rant you can check out the vlog I did a couple months ago all about the W word…WEIGHT!

Happy News, Happy Day, Happy Steff

Heeeeyyyy people!  Guess what?

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Because after 9 days of next to no physical activity I have gotten the official ok from my doctor to go back to some light running and biking!  Wooohooo!

It seems that the piriformis spasm has finally abated and the resultant sciatica has disappeared!  But let me just tell you folks, piriformis syndrome is NO JOKE.  I was limping like a gun shot victim and couldn’t even wiggle my way into child’s pose for several days!   Ugh.  I even ended up in a sobbing, screaming pile of self pity and pain on the floor once or twice while trying to stretch.  So take care of those backsides, peeps.  Strengthen those hips and stretch those buns.  Lesson learned.

Being nearly immobile had taken a serious toll on my mental health over the past week, so yesterday in appreciation of new ability to walk without pain Steve and I headed up to explore the recently opened phase 2 of The Highline!

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For those of you not familiar with it, The Highline is an elevated park running along a portion of Manhattan’s west side.  It begins right near our apartment and until last week ran up to 20th street…now it is opened all the way to 30th!

We picked up some lunch at Chelsea Market and basked in the sunshine at a table stories above 10th Ave while we ate.

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I had some gorgeous sushi, sashimi and seaweed salad from Lobster Place and Steve had a sandwich and sweet potato fries (I snagged a few) from Friedman’s Lunch.

After lunch, we strolled through the park, admiring the scenery and enjoying the perfect weather.

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While exploring the new section of The Highline, Steve and I noticed that a surprising percentage of people passing us were eating popsicles, and soon we found out why…a gourmet popsicle cart!  We could not resist a cold, sweet treat on a warm sunny afternoon.

We both decided on chili mango flavor.  Mmmmm.

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We walked back home and while Steve was killing Nazis…or aliens…or something on x-box I headed over to Paragon Sports to pick up a pair of new running shoes (doctor’s orders)!  ;)

After chatting with a salesman, taking a spin on the treadmill for gait analysis, and trying out a few pairs I settled on this pair of Aisics GT 2160s.

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It was a hard decision but I think these shoes will serve me well…at least I hope they well.  Once I christen them with a run, I’ll let you know.

I finished my afternoon with a trip to Whole Foods and then I came home and cooked myself a fabulous dinner inspired by the beautiful weather and our recent trip to Puerto Rico — spice rubbed shrimp with pineapple salsa, spiced sweet potato mash & garlic ginger green beans.

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I’ll have the recipe up for y’all tomorrow.

There’s seriously nothing like some good news, good weather, and good food to do wonders for a gal’s mood.  I am soooo looking forward to easing my way back into training, but I am going to attempt to train in a more compassionate way from now on.  I will NOT be taking my mobility for granted any time soon!

Bad Running and A Painful Truth

I’ve written more than once on this blog about the importance of listening to your body.  This is something I believe in wholeheartedly.  And while sometimes it takes a keen ear to the group to pick up your body’s whispers…other times it seems to be shouting from the rooftops.

Now is one of those times for me.

Since coming back from Puerto Rico last week I have officially entered summer mode.  One of the plans for my ample free time this summer was dialing up the intensity of my workouts.

Specifically, I aimed to:

  • increase my total number of weekly workout days from 5 to 6
  • increase my running days per week from 2 to 3
  • increase my running mileage per week from about 8 miles to about 10 miles
  • increase my weekly biking mileage from about 20 miles to about 30 miles
  • add some strength training into my routine because it had been lacking

This past week was my first week of the new plan.  And it is safe to say that it did not go well. At all.

What does that mean exactly?

Well…

  • 2 of my 3 runs were “bad” runs.  Meaning I ran less mileage than I set out and I was much slower than my usual/desired pace.
  • My increased biking mileage was leaving me with some serious low back soreness.
  • Only 1 rest day per week left my muscles feeling in a constant state of semi-fatigue.
  • And now to top it all off…I seem to have sustained a (hopefully minor) injury.

AAAACCCCKKKK!!!!

Here’s what happened…

On Saturday morning I had a pretty crappy 5 mile run (that was supposed to be a 6 miler).  I came home with legs feeling far more fatigued than usual.  I stretched, took a bath, had a serious smoothie and was feeling much better when I met up with Shayne for a day of sale rack shopping.

We spent a good 5 hours or so walking around the city from store to store and I noticed the soreness in my legs a bit as we did so, especially climbing stairs.  I typically welcome such soreness as the sign of a tough workout, so I didn’t think anything of it.

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Later Saturday night I spent several hours at a party standing in heels.  Also something I don’t normally think twice about.  Fast forward to 1 AM when Steve & I got home and I was in serious pain.

It was a pain that began in my extreme lower back, reached its worst in my upper glute (butt) and ended with some serious tension and tenderness down all of my left hamstring.  I almost instantly recognized it as sciatic nerve pain.  Although I had personally never dealt with sciatica before, I have several friends who battled it and my complaints were a carbon copy of their own.

The pain in my butt (literally) woke me up about a dozen times throughout the night.  I tossed and turned…but every position was painful.  I woke up Sunday morning and my leg was so tight I could barely hobble from bed to couch to kitchen and back to the couch.

I started searching around the web for tips and info about sciatic nerve pain when I stumbled upon something on Cool Running that seemed to hit the nail right on the head: “tense lower-back muscles can contribute to piriformis syndrome which in turn can cause inflammation of the sciatic nerve”. The more I read about piriformis syndrome the more perfectly it described what was going on in my body.  A massage therapist friend of mine, having read about my plight on Facebook, agreed as well.

I spent hours up hours yesterday trying to stretch out my piriformis, lower back, and hip.  I laid on the floor in this position while watching TV.

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I did a bunch of ankle to knee pose, plough pose, and more pigeon prep pose than I would have in probably 50 yoga classes.  I also popped Advil every 4 hours and didn’t manage to set foot out of the apartment.

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The stretching would offer some (very) temporary relief but after just 30 minutes-ish of sitting everything would be unimaginably tight once again.  I woke up this morning, day 2 of this painful scenario, still hobbling around like a little old lady.

Sitting hurts.  Laying down hurts.  Standing hurts.  Walking really hurts.  And more than anything (except maybe walking) my pride hurts.  Getting injured like this makes me feel like a failure (you don’t have to tell me that’s stupid, I know it is) and makes my goals seem out of reach.

But I’m trying to put those thoughts out of my mind.  Rather I’m going to look at this set back as a chance for my body to shout at me, knowing it has my full attention.  In response to the shouting I am going to be making some changes to my workout routine (whenever I can move enough to work out again).

  • For a while  I am going back to 2 rest days per week…or at least 1 total rest day and one uber light (aka home yoga or something) day.
  • I am eliminating long runs until after the triathlon in July.  That means I WILL NOT be running anything over 4 miles.  Period.
  • I am gonna get really serious with my strength training.  Strengthening my core will help support my low back and hopefully keep this from becoming a recurrent problem!
  • I must get the new running shoes I’ve been saying I need for a month.  No excuses.
  • I need to put more effort into my post workout stretches.  I tend to slack off in this department.
  • I will be paying both a massage therapist and a chiropractor a visit ASAP.  Both have done wonders for pain management for me in the past.

But for today at least, I sit here wincing & stretching.  Stretching and wincing.  I’ll be putting a phone call into a doctor today and will keep you all posted on how this plays out.  And you better believe I’ll at least get my butt out there to hobble around the neighborhood.  One more day trapped in the apartment and this might just end up like The Shining.

So that’s the story.  Wish me luck!  And anyone out there with experience in this area I’d love to know what helped you get some relief!

Vacation Sensation – Part 2 – Vieques

If you missed yesterdays post about the San Juan segment of my fabulous Puerto Rican vacation…you can check it out here.  Because now…it’s on to Vieques!

In case you’re unfamiliar with it (as I was until recently), Vieques is a little island about 8 miles from the main island of Puerto Rico.  Until 2003 most of the island was controlled by the US Navy, so it is fairly undeveloped at this point.  The population of the island is only about 10,000 people and while one large resort has recently come to the island most of it is untouched beaches, wildlife preserve, 2 small towns and a handful of guesthouses.

Vieques can be accessed from Puerto Rico either via a ferry from Fajardo or a speedy ride in a teeny tiny plane from San Juan.  We opted for the second option, although we definitely were not prepared for just how tiny the plane would be!

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It only seated 6 people!!

The first thing that we did on Vieques after we picked up our rental car and checked into the guest house was go rent some snorkeling equipment.  There was a dilapidated old pier a short walk from our guest house that we were told was home to some cool fish.  And it certainly did not disappoint!  It felt like swimming in someone’s fancy salt water aquarium!  Steve stayed in the water all afternoon while I got out and did some photography.

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That night we wandered around The Malecon, aka the main drag in the tiny town of Esperanza where we were staying, had some dinner, and spent the night relaxing in our guest house Esperanza Inn.

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From the roof deck at the guest house the stars were among the best I’d ever seen in my life.  We sat up there watching the sky for a good chunk of the evening.  We also got a little relief from our kitty withdrawal by playing and snuggling with some of the dozen cats that call Esperanza Inn their home.

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It’s a wonder none of them just happened to find their way into our luggage at the end of the trip.  ;)

The next morning after breakfast we set out in our rented Jeep to one of the island’s many practically deserted beaches.  Since there are so few people and so many beaches on Vieques you can literally just drive along the coast on little dirt roads until you find one that suits you.

Just be careful not to run into any of the 20,000 horses that call the island their home.  Yes.  20,000.  That is double the number of people on the island!

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After a bit of driving down the bumpy roads Steve and I ended up at Red Beach, another highly recommended snorkeling spot.

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There were maybe twenty other people dotted a long the sand…and we could have found a beach with even fewer people if we’d wanted to.  But Red Beach delivered the excellent snorkeling promised and honestly, having a few other people around is nice sometimes.  Especially when they offer to take a picture for you!

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After our fill of sun we headed back to Esperanza for a late lunch of fried plantain fritters and mahi mahi (for me) and got ready for the #1 thing that brought us to Vieques in the first place — kayaking in the bioluminescent bay.

Bioluminescence occurs when tiny microorganisms living in water emit their own light when touched or disturbed by motion.  This incredible phenomenon occurs in a handful of places on this crazy planet of ours…but Mosquito Bay in Vieques has the highest concentration of bioluminescent microorganisms in the world…and therefore the brightest glow.

When we met up with our kayaking tour group we were ridiculously excited but also a tad skeptical.  Would it be as amazing as we’ve heard it is?

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The answer?  Yes.  The bioluminescent bay in Vieques is one of the most mind-bending and unforgettable things I have experienced in my life.

We paddled out into the bay while the sun was setting, a lightening storm off in the distance to entertain us while we waited for darkness.  Then as this sky became black, I could see a little glitter to the water as I dragged my hand through it.  Then over the next 10 minutes as the darkness became complete the glitter turned into a bright aqua glow.  We hopped out of our kayaks and swam around in the bay, the water lighting up around our bodies.  I lifted my forearm out of the water and could see the glowing water drip from my skin.  I hadn’t seen anything like it save for special effects in SciFi movies!

Unfortunately, photographing the phenomenon is nearly impossible…so I’ve snagged a few pictures from another source just to give you an idea of what it looked like.

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It’s really that bright.  And truly that surreal.

As we kayaked back to the shore I saw what looked like a big bolt of blue lightning shoot past us in the water.  It took me a minute to realize it had actually been a fish, creating a trail of bioluminescent magic behind him as he swam.

So.Freaking.Cool!

The next day was our last day of vacation.  Coming down off the high of the biobay (and scratching the over 40 mosquito bites we each received while kayaking) we decided to venture up to the north side of the island and check out the other town – Isabel Segundo.

We walked along a truly deserted beach…

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…did some shopping, and returned our rental car.  The highlight of Isabel Segundo?  I purchased what was, without a doubt, the most delicious mango I have ever eaten…picked from one of the many mango trees on this island.  This is some seriously amazing fruit I’m talking about.  If we hadn’t been to the biobay the night before that mango would be my favorite vacation memory.

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That afternoon we decided to return to the pier we had snorkeled at before.  We spent our last few sunny hours in Puerto Rico swimming with the fish and I even got in a little back-bending yoga on the sand!

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For our last night of vacation, Steve and I each enjoyed a rum cocktail as the sun began to set at one of the little bars in Esperanza and enjoyed a lovely seafood dinner.  We also met a little lizard friend on our way there.

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The next morning we arose bright and early and headed back home.  Le sigh.

This vacation was so close to perfection.  I didn’t do an once of academic work.  I worked out ZERO times (although we were certainly quite active).   I enjoyed food & drink that don’t normally have much of a place in my life — fried plantains, sugar laden girly cocktails.  We did memorable things, I took a ton of photos, and just tried to have the best time I possibly could.

I knew real life would be waiting for me when I returned…and it was…of course.  But I am reaturning to that real life a bit happier, a little tanner, and oh so relaxed.

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