I suck...

...at updating! I said I would be better about it but no...I'm not.

So, a lot has happened since I last posted. For one, I started an EMT class a week after my last post, which controlled my life until about a week ago. The class was quite strenuous and did not give me much time for running. I was up at 6:30am to get ready for class, had an hour between class and work at 2pm, and usually didn't get home until 11 or 11:30pm. So unless I could suffice on 5 hours of sleep, I didn't get to train like I had wished. Then about a week and a half to two weeks before my birthday race, I injured my foot (don't ask me how). It felt like a pulled muscle. Walking was a struggle for about 6 days. Needless to say, I was not able to run my birthday race...so I didn't go at all. I was far too depressed.

In lieu of that, I signed up for the Fort Wayne Fort-4-Fitness 4 mile run as my "making a comeback" race. One of my best friends said she would make the trek from Columbus, OH to run with me. Another friend agreed to come from Indy to run the half marathon. I was PSYCHED. I got my registration in, started training again (although on very little sleep), and started prepping myself for the September 25th race day. Then about 3 weeks ago, I was rendered ill by my lovely gallbladder. I landed myself in the ER after work one night, writhing in pain, yet the doctor told me my labs came back normal and sent me home. Mind you this is happening a week after a horribly painful kidney infection so I've not run for about a week at this point. Anyway, I make an appointment with a different doctor than my usual family doctor (he was on vacation), I went through an upper GI endoscopy and a HIDA scan, and found out just yesterday that I will be having surgery in a week.

&*$%#! I just want to run!

So after surgery I am limited to walking for 3-4 weeks. I will be unable to attend the 5K that Parkview Noble is sponsoring a week after my surgery and I will be walking the 4-mile course for the F4F while my friends enjoy the exhilarating race. Talk about depressing. Everyone wants to say they're so sorry about the surgery, and I tell them not to be sorry for the surgery. If anything be sorry that I am going to be a pain in the butt with an attitude until I can run again. I suppose there's always next year. The roadblocks just suck...






And yes, I know I'm whining. Now, ask me if I care.





No, I don't. :-/