We’ve got a bit of a dull week on our hands. Things have been going so straight, but on Wednesday, I had my wisdom teeth pulled. While it wasn’t devastatingly awful, it’s definitely put a kink in pretty much everything. Yay. Not really. Here’s a look at the week.
Sunday – 4.56 miles, walking
I started the day with a lovely walk,. That’s truly how the best weeks start.
A and I had plans that were canceled, so Mr PugRunner took a date day in St. Augustine. I had a craving for Osprey Tacos.
And then we went on a self-guided tour of the St. Augustine Distillery. It’s free, and drink samples are included. It doesn’t get better than that.
Monday – 6.03 miles, running
Beautiful mornings call for beautiful reruns, and I sure loved this one on the bridge.
Tuesday – 5.29 miles, running + .52 miles, walking
I enjoyed the heck out of this run. Sometimes, it just hits right.
I was a bit out of sorts for the afternoon, and my day was made so much better when a friend dropped off this incredible gift! I am such a Schitt’s Creek fan, and this was just perfect. It made me laugh and took my mind off things.
Wednesday – rest
Happy surgery morning!
My procedure was scheduled for 10:40, and by the time we got to the surgeon, I was STARVING. I opted for general anesthesia because of my dental anxiety, so I Had to cut off food and drink the night before. Mr PugRunner was my ride, and he said the whole thing took about 20 minutes. Honestly, it was shocking how quickly everything happened.
We went straight home and I dozed off for a bit. It took me a while to get the pain under control on the left side. The right side never really bothered me much, which was great. I struggled to get enough food in – one would think that a few days of milkshakes would be amazing, but it got old fast.
Thursday – rest
One day post-op hit me like a ton of bricks. I wasn’t in a lot of pain per se, but I was. So. Nauseous. I threw up most of the morning, and finally got a prescription called in from the doctor, because I couldn’t take it anymore. It reminded me of pregnancy, through which I vomited.
I spent so much of the day in bed, trying to nap. A went to my parents and K worked from home. Super exciting.
Friday – 2.44 miles, walking
Meds had done their work and I was feeling so much better. Discomfort, but not pain, thank goodness. I was able o get up, take Luna for a walk, and even treat myself to a few miles.
Saturday – 3.7 miles, walking
And even farther today. It felt much better, but I didn’t push for more.
Despite the victory, the frustrating thing has been eating. My mouth is sore and I can’t open it very far, so getting food in and chewing is exhausting. I can’t use a straw, so everything has to be eaten off a spoon, which doesn’t always fit comfortably, so… blah.
This, too, shall pass.
I assure you, no goals were gotten this week. Ok, maybe I did get in some serious reading, and that counts.
How was your week in training?
Ever been out of commission a few times in a row?