What a week.  What started out as a great training week ended up being just a bit not good.  I managed to pull my left hamstring on Wednesday and spent the ret of the week stretching, icing, heating, and foam rolling.  I was able to do my long run on Sunday (I gave myself an extra day).  I didn’t run 10, as I wanted to.  I did run 7 and it went ok.  Hopefully I have enough training under my belt to manage this coming Sunday.  We will find out.

Monday:  A quick 2 miler.  I felt good and fast (for once).

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Tuesday: Pilates class

Wednesday: 3 miles (was supposed to be 6).  I left feeling fine. Walking was fine, but as soon as I started to run my left hamstring was really uncomfortable.  It wasn’t a stabbing pain, more like a pull.  Last year I would have pushed through the pain but this year I played it smart and cut the run short.

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Thursday/Friday: Lots of rest, icing, heat, stretching and foam rolling

Saturday: I was getting stir crazy so I went to the gym. 30 minutes on the spin bike and 30 minutes on the elliptical.  No pain and I figured I was good to go for Sunday.

Sunday: 7 mile run (was supposed to be 10).  While my hamstring wasn’t 100% pain free, I felt ok. I was actually a bit faster than usual, so I guess rest always helps (and bodes well for the half).  It was a chilly and damp run which is part of the reason why I cut it short.  I didn’t want to slip on wet pavement or leaves and really injure myself.  Mentally, I could have kept running.  But I knew that I should keep it a bit shorter. I’m hoping this was the right decision.

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This week will involve plenty of rest, icing, and foam rolling and I will try to pop in and see the physio just in case.

Sunday is the half!

 

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I’m still helping with the fundraiser for Mark Gatiss’s 50th birthday!  The fundraiser benefits Switchboard, and Mark is one of their patrons.

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This week was a relatively quiet week.  It’s nice to have after the stress and hectic times prior to submitting my thesis.

Monday: 2 mile run.  If only I could be this “fast” when I am running more than 2 miles.

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Tuesday: Pilates class

Wednesday: 6 mile run. I managed to accidentally pause my Fitbit for a few minutes.  I felt like my legs were really heavy and I was very tired on this run.

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Thursday and Friday: Rest days.  I definitely felt like I needed more rest.  I’ve been very sore and tired lately.

Saturday: 9 mile run.  I’m not sure how I was even slower than last week.  I felt achy and sore while running and felt really, really slow- which I was.  I wish I could get over this mental hurdle, as I know a lot of it is mental.

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I certainly hope that the excitement of the race will help me pick up my pace and that I will be a bit lot faster than this run!

Here’s my view at the half-way point yesterday.

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On a completely unrelated note, I’ve organised a fundraiser for Mark Gatiss’s 50th birthday.  It benefits Switchboard who do amazing work supporting the LGBT+ community. Mark is one of their patrons.  You can donate here.  It’s only been two days, but we’re already at 20% of the goal!

What a week!  This week I submitted my thesis!  Finally!

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Monday: A quick 2 miles.  I had already sent my thesis off for printing and this was a quick shakeout run.

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Tuesday: Double Pilates (trigger point and mat).  It was Gail’s last week 🙁 so I booked in for both classes.  It was just what I needed as I was feeling very tight.

Wednesday: 7 miles. This was originally scheduled for Thursday, but it was supposed to pour.  It wasn’t raining, so I went out and got my miles in. It was a bit later than I normally go out, but it was a nice run all the same.

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Thursday:  Today was submission day! Other than walking around, it was a much needed rest day.

Friday: Unscheduled rest day.  It was pouring out and gross so I cleaned the kitchen.

Saturday: 9 miles. It was a really nice day out and I actually enjoyed this run a lot.  I felt good for most of it, although I was very slow.  I look forward to more runs like this (hopefully faster) and hope to see the leaves start to change as I run through Glasgow Green.

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Overall, this week was a really great week.  Not much longer until the half and then my birthday week celebration in London!

This is going to be a very short post, most likely.  Last week was very thesis heavy as I needed to get it to the printers for Sunday.  I was very glad that the week was light on running as I really didn’t have much time to do much else at all!

Sunday: thesis thesis thesis thesis

Monday: 4 miles. I felt really slow, but Runkeeper told me this was my 3rd fastest 6-8k run, so IDK.

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Tuesday: Double Pilates which was just what I needed and was awesome!  I felt really stretched out afterwards.  However, I did notice that this week we did knee/hip work and that seemed to coincide with my knee playing up again.  Hmmmm.

 

Wednesday: I was supposed to run 4 miles, but I had a supervision meeting and was totally crazed/stressed out and it just didn’t happen.

 

Thursday: 3 miles instead of 4.  My knee had been really bothering me for most of the week, so I took it easy. I think this is the first time I’ve ever selected “bad” for a run on Runkeeper (not shown).  I just felt so off.  I wonder if the stress of the week was impacting me?

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Friday: Thesis thesis thesis thesis

 

Saturday: 4 miles were on the schedule, but I was way too focused on getting the last changes done and beginning the final proofreading.

 

Sunday: 4 miles.  This run was “ok.” I think it has helped that I have been very diligent about my knee rehab exercises again! My right knee was still a bit achy, but not nearly as bad as Thursday.  I made sure that I got the run done before I finished my edits and then sent it off to be printed!

 

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So, like I said, a very light week and I am SO glad that this week was a taper off week.  I think if I had to run any more than 4 miles at any point I would have never managed it.  I spent a lot of the week stressed out, anxious, and sobbing, and while running helps with the stress, running something like 20+ miles last week would have ended me.

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately.  Mostly, these thoughts are fleeting worries, like passing ships in the night.  But these thoughts have a theme; transitions.

I’ve gone through several major transitions in life, and I find my thoughts going back to the earliest of transitions for some reason lately.  Perhaps it’s sentiment.  Nostalgia.  I have been listening to a lot of 80’s music.  However, I do feel that it was triggered by the writing of my acknowledgements for my thesis.  I did a lot of thinking about the people in my life and the people who have left a mark on my life at some point. Perhaps they encouraged me.  Or, on a more sinister note, maybe they were a deep rooted and fundamental reason as to why I chose this research topic.

My thoughts find me back to this first transition.  I can feel the crunch of leaves underfoot and there is a scent of Aussie Sprunch spray in the air.  With these reminders, I’m back wandering the halls, head down. It’s like that nightmare that I have when I’ve forgotten my locker combination or my gym clothes. I’ve been out of school for over 20 years and I still have these dreams.  It’s a hard time for me, so alone.  Still, I have the music I enjoy and my treasured favourite old books, and the one person who I could talk to.  This, in turn, drags emotions long repressed and avoided bubbling to the surface and I feel like I’m drowning.  (One would think I’d have moved past this, but I can’t let things go. There was no closure, so. . . ) 

Deep breaths and I’ve moved on to the next transition.  It’s hot and sunny and I’m sitting on the green at Clark University. I tip my head back to look up at the blue sky and I smile broadly.  I’ve done it.  I’m in college on my own.  The absolute joy that I feel at that moment is joined by a twinge of homesickness. I push it off and try to look forward.  I haven’t really met anyone yet, so that excitement is still there.  I have no idea what’s going to happen: those moments before I meet my roommate and my hallmates, long before J. coined the phrase about how I analyse everything like I live in a fishbowl (see my blog tagline), before I met people who changed my life.

I allow myself a few more moments on Clark’s green before I’m in Glasgow, 6 years ago.  It’s sunny and mild and I’m wearing my Ortiz t-shirt (Boston represent!). I have absolutely no idea where I am (grad school has not improved my ability to read a map) and I can’t be bothered to care.  It’s a gorgeous day and the leaves are just starting to change colour and the few that have fallen crunch underfoot. I find myself in Kelvingrove Park and everything seems bright and larger than life.  I treasure this moment, it’s precious. It’s before. . .  .

Now, I’m in the after.  Approaching the end of another chapter of my life and I’m not quite sure how to close the book on it.  There is a lot of anxiety and uncertainty in this transition.  And if there’s one thing I don’t like, it’s not knowing what’s going to happen.  Right now, I feel like I’m about to jump into the void, feet first, and it’s terrifying.

For now, I’m just trying to breathe.