Hey, hey Monday!
I’m going to keep announcing the day of the week because not working makes keeping track of that more difficult. So there ya go, you’re reminder of what day it is. I know you needed that too after the holiday weekend.
Whoa, recap banner, where’d you come from!?
That’s right, I actually did things this past week. Good job body. *self high five*
Not really, but I did have a good week, finally. For the most part. Kind of.
Monday I set out to run for the first time in over two weeks. I expected it to be harder than it ended up feeling which was a pleasant surprise. I did the mile loop around my block in 12:05, which is not impressive for me, but given my limited running over the last few months and being pregnant I was happy with it.
Tuesday I hit the gym and did 30 minutes on the spin bike. Nothing too exciting. I’m finding I can no longer just cycle through song after song without a break anymore. I generally need a short break every song or two depending on how hard I push. Not a big deal, I’m happy to still be spinning and because I can adjust the bike to be more upright I’m planning to spin continuously throughout my whole pregnancy.
Wednesday I set out to run again and this time Hubby opted to tag along. He had to shorten his stride significantly to meet my turtle pace, but it was nice to have company. I always love that we run together, it makes me so happy. And even being slow and round he was just delighted to plod along next to me for a mile. Running with him was good for me too since we ran 1.04 miles and clocked the mile at 11:50. Again, happy about that.
I took a rest day Thursday because my calves were tight. That was a little sad to me that after two miles and 30 minutes on a bike I had tight muscles, but it is what it is. Friday Husband and I headed out to run again. We had a vague idea of where we going, weaving through the neighborhood. We ended up just doing an easy 15 minute plod and covered 1.27 miles at an average pace of 11:51, which is pretty good for me right now.
We’re going to work on building up by time instead of mileage, which might give me a twitch because I hate not having round mileage, but it’s okay. I just really want to be able to continue running as long as possible, so if Husband is willing to plod along with me to help me keep going, I’ll be eternally grateful.
Hahahaha, just kidding.
That was the plan anyways. Then Friday evening we were heading out to run errands. I took my first step off the last stair on our back deck and went down, hard. My ankle rolled under and something in it made a horrible pop. My husband has never heard me scream the way I did in that instant. Lots of screaming and f-bombs were dropped through my tears.
We got me inside and I iced for about an hour. Friday and a good part of Saturday I could barely walk. I had to prop myself up on walls or furniture or counter tops to get around. I’ve spent the weekend cycling through icing my ankle and wearing a compression brace under my over the ankle height hiking boots to give my ankle stability. I’m moving better now, but I’m still hurting. It’d be really fricken nice if I could something other than Tylenol. Thanks pregnancy.
I may or may not take myself to a doctor today. We’ll see. Hopefully in a few days I’ll be feeling well enough to spin lightly. I also finally caved and bought a maternity swim suit which should be here sometime in the next week. Once that shows up I will be in the pool multiple times a week. Swimming sounds amazing right now.
So that’s it. I finally have one decent week and it ends with me destroying myself unintentionally. I just cannot seem to win. So we’ll see.
Anyone else do some sort of soft tissue damage to their ankle before? How long were you down and out for? Anything else I can do to help myself?