strategies for coping with injury

Strategies for coping with injury is my follow up to last week’s post on the Mental Burden of Injury. It’s one thing to be bogged down by all the emotions and sadness, but it’s another to dig out of it. However, if we don’t overcome,

strategies for coping

Honor Your Feelings

I am pretty terrible at this, but honoring your feelings is a critical part of the process. People suffering from longterm injury or illness are going to experience sadness, anger, depression, anxiety, bitterness and a whole range of emotions. Swallowing them isn’t one of the best strategies for coping: it’s ok to acknowledge those feelings and let them out.

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Talk To Someone

Sure, it’s cliche, but you have to talk to someone. Anyone. Reach out to your partner, a friend, a parent. Let them know you just need to vent and then let it all out. Sometimes, it helps to have a shoulder on which to cry. Be sure to let them know you aren’t looking for solutions, but you just need to give voice to what you’re feeling. Advice can be great, but in these moments, it’s not always what we need to hear. It’s also more than ok to find a therapist for these conversations, if you need a little more help.

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Join A Support Group

The beauty of the internet is that it’s easy to find things like support groups, virtual or physical. While it can be hard opening up to strangers, it’s comforting to know you are absolutely not alone and that others can commiserate and even share their anecdotal experiences. I find it helpful to chat with people who have gone through similar injuries or circumstances, just to know what I’m feeling is normal. Try checking out The Injured Athletes Club on Facebook, as a start.

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Redirect Your Focus

While we all know you would rather be running (or whatever your activity of choice is), in this recovery period, it may be time to look at other options. Focusing your unused energy elsewhere may keep your mind off the things you can’t do and help you pass time more quickly. If you can’t be active one way (running), can you do something else like upper body weights or swimming? Maybe you can take up a new hobby if you’re confined to the couch. Learn to knit, conquer War and Peace, start a 5000 piece jigsaw puzzle… Do anything to pull yourself out of your own head.

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Be Gentle With Yourself

I know I often fall into a spiral of beating myself up when I’m down. My frustrations center on me not being strong enough or good enough. I get angry that my recovery isn’t progressing as quickly as I might like or that I am so limited in some things. It’s not ok, and I have to remember to be kind. Take the naps. Get the proper nutrition. Challenge yourself but don’t push too hard. Love yourself and show yourself grace. Nothing good can come from constant self-criticism or negative talk, so be gentle as you heal.

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Remember, you are not alone. It may not get better on your terms or in your time, but progress isn’t linear and things can improve.

I am linking up for Tuesday Topics with KookyRunner and Zenaida.

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What are your favorite strategies for coping with longterm injury or illness?

Please remember, you are not alone. If things feel like they are too much or you’re afraid you might hurt yourself or others, text HOME to 741741 in the U.S. (please refer to https://www.crisistextline.org/ for other options) You can also call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255 or chat online at https://www.imalive.org/.

week 3(20): conserving energy

The overwhelming theme of this week has been “conserving energy.” It seems I only have so much (it’s increasing as we go), but I had some big events on the calendar, and I needed to make sure I was in the right frame of mind and body.

Sunday – pt exercises + recumbent bike

After Mr PugRunner went to 9Round, he took me to the gym, so I could get in some bike riding. It was a bit of a rougher session for me, but I did it anyway.

I also started the Team Nuun #nuubie challenge: the idea is to plank for as many minutes as the date. I’m not quite there yet, and I have to modify to plank on my knees due to my current condition. Sometimes, you do the best you can.

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Monday – physical therapy, 60 minutes

On Monday, I was back to PT with the therapist I originally didn’t love. However, things were much better this time around. We meshed a bit better, and spent a little more time reviewing my goals (He was very focused on my driving again. I am way less concerned). I felt good afterwards, even though we worked hard.

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Tuesday – pt exercises

My plan for Tuesday was rest. We have focused very hard on being able to use our theater season tickets, and Rent was the show of the night. Rent has always been a favorite, but I was so anxious about managing. I did my PT stretches at home and then attempted to chill the rest of the day, conserving energy as best I could.

In the end it worked out. We had a lovely dinner at a local restaurant, and then drove up to Jacksonville. Mr PugRunner valeted so I didn’t have to walk far to the entrance, and he arranged for accessible seats. The show was wonderful, but it was a hard night. I wasn’t comfortable, and so many people stared, or came rushing over to help me. While I appreciated the kindness, I hate having spectacle made.

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Wednesday – pt exercises

Obviously, on Wednesday, I was whipped. I really expected to do my regular exercises and then take the rest of the day to relax.

But not before some pug-assisted planking for the #nuubie challenge.

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Plans took a turn when my Moms Blog boss asked if I would mind speaking to a reporter regarding a new high school coming to our area. It’s in my neck of the woods and would have an effect on our educational choices in the immediate future. Of course, I didn’t mind a quick chat. The reporter and I had a lovely conversation, and then he turned the tables by asking if he could interview me on camera.

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He was very kind to agree to come to my house since I was unable to drive to meet him. I hate being filmed, but we do what we have to do sometimes.

Thursday – physical therapy, 60 minutes

And back to my original PT for my last session before Monday’s big visit. It’s still the upward flex struggle, but the therapist said that once the boot is off, things will progress. We will have more options for exercises and it will be ok.

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Friday – pt exercises + core

As seems to be the pattern after a hard PT session, Friday was hard. I had pains in my arch and the sole of my foot, as well as soreness throughout my foot. It makes it so hard to get things done.

I had a little extra help however.

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I had a lovely lunch with a friend. We went to a place that has delicious burgers, and it was nice to get out for a bit.

Little man came home with AB Honor Roll for his second quarter of 6th grade! He got straight to packing for a Scouts trip, and we all got to bed at a decent hour.

Saturday – pt exercises

Mr PugRunner took little man and some friends to the campout in the morning. From the quick reports I got, he worked on his axe skills and earned a Paul Bunyan award.

In the evening, Mr PugRunner and I rented Maleficent: Mistress of Evil and we both really enjoyed it. He wanted to see The Joker or Once Upon A Time In Hollywood, but I couldn’t handle anything super dark or with realistic violence (the threat of seeing bones break on screen is not appealing), so I was glad he liked it. I went to bed straight after the movie because I was hurting and tired. In addition to conserving energy, I’ve been incredibly uncomfortable this week. It leads to a lot of frustration.

Goal-getting

I don’t know how I feel about this week. Clearly, there was not much time in the gym, but I have faithfully completed my PT routines three to four times a day at home.

My frustrations were high, as well. I’m just very sad about where I’m at and how uncomfortable I am. To be honest, I thought I would be further along, or at least not in nearly as much discomfort, but such is not the case.

Tomorrow is the big day! I am hoping for a great report from the ortho, and that’s got my mind totally occupied. Even though we all have the Monday off for Martin Luther King Jr. Day, I’ll be conserving energy again for my appointment so I’m at my best.

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the mental burden of injury

When I broke my leg in November, I was prepared for pain and discomfort in recovery. After my surgery, I wrote a little bit about some side effects I found surprising, but thought things would just move along. I was not ready for the mental burden of this injury. There is an emotional toll that rocked me to my very core, and while I am doing my best to be positive, I find myself very much in my own head these days. It’s not the best place to be.

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It Could Be Worse

I get this a lot. And I understand that people make the comment in an attempt to be sunshine-y and glass-half-full. I try to keep in my mind that statements like this come from a good place, and technically, it’s true (I am grateful for that), but for me, in this moment right now, things are not fabulous. There is solace in the fact that I am dealing with a temporary situation and am making (slow) progress, but that doesn’t change the fact that I am dealing with the ramifications of a huge, altering trauma.

Every night, when I lay down, I remember the sound of my bones breaking. When little man runs up and down the stairs, it sends spine-chilling jolts through my injured leg. Even though I no longer need pain medication, I’m critically uncomfortable much of the time and there’s really no bandaid for that. (I hesitate to use the word “pain”, but there are painful days and then days where I just can’t get away from the sensations, and there’s no consistency to either).

Loss of Independence

If you’ve been reading here for any length of time, you would know that I am super independent. I am always on the move, and I pride myself on my self-sufficiency and ability to get things done. In a matter of seconds, I lost that independence and it’s demoralizing. Even though I’m more mobile than I was a month ago, I still can’t drive myself anywhere, and I should have supervision for showers and stairs. If I feel like a Starbucks, I have to ask someone for it. If I want to go to the store, someone has to take me. It’s like being a child again, and at 42, this stings more than a little bit.

Feeling Like An Inconvenience and Failure To Everyone

This one is hard to take, too. I hate the feeling that I am putting anyone out, even in my own family. Mr PugRunner has been at my beck and call for months, and even though marriage is all about “for better or worse”, this isn’t how I do things. The same applies to little man, my parents and friends. I am so limited in what I can do (again, because of the driving and the sheer exhaustion of planning) and I end up feeling like a failure of a person, wife, mother, and friend.

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Everything Takes Planning

Back before my accident, I just did things. I didn’t have to consider or plan or have a game plan, unless I wanted one. Now, I have to calculate EVERYTHING. It’s exhausting and a huge part of this mental burden I now shoulder. I was so tired the other day, I didn’t even want to drink because of the effort it would take to go to the bathroom. To go out, I have to consider things like stairs and crowds and parking. My brain is just overloaded with the logistics and contingencies of every single situation.

To this end, I find myself becoming a bit of a hermit because it’s just easier and less terrifying to stay home. We went to Chick-Fil-A last week, and I almost burst into tears from the stress: it was so crowded, people were so loud, and little kids were tearing around with no regard for my leg (not that they needed to be aware, but I was on high alert every second). This is my new normal for the time being and it’s so draining.

Loss of Identity

This one may be the hardest. My identity is very tied up in my active parenting and lifestyle. What do you do when that’s gone, even if temporarily? Discouraging is not the precise word for these feelings. I love being in the middle of the action, getting out on adventures and spending time doing things with my guys. Sitting on the sidelines is not my jam, and it guts me to miss out on all the fun.

Sleep Is Not Relief

Sleeping used to be a given escape. It was easy to just work my butt off all day, the close my eyes and get some Zs. Now, the dark is just another hurdle. When everyone is sleeping, that’s when my brain and anxiety kick it into overdrive. I feel EVERYTHING around my injury, and getting even remotely comfortable becomes impossible. I’m not a good sleeper at the best of times, so the added insomnia has been a huge part of the mental burden. On the plus side, Mr PugRunner just introduced me to the joys of melatonin, so things are getting little better.

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This was a hard piece to write. Vulnerability is something I don’t care to share very often, but I also think it’s important to know that long injuries (or even illnesses) come with a special kind of baggage. There are high highs and low lows and an overwhelming sense of defeat. It’s easy to feel swallowed whole by or lost in the situation. I can’t promise that it will get better, but I do believe in the power of hope. No matter what, I’m going to keep pushing forward, even on the down days.

Please stay tuned for my follow up on What To Do About The Mental Load of Injury in the next few days.

I am linking up for Tuesday Topics with KookyRunner and Zenaida.

Please visit these lovely bloggers, plus check out some of the other blogs on the link-up, and don’t forget to share your own post, as well!

Have you ever been devastated by a long term injury or illness?

Any tips on how you got through?

Please remember, you are not alone. If things feel like they are too much or you’re afraid you might hurt yourself or others, text HOME to 741741 in the U.S. (please refer to https://www.crisistextline.org/ for other options) You can also call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255 or chat online at https://www.imalive.org/.

week 2(20): one month post-op

The start of the week marked one month post-op for me, and I admit that a bit of doubt has started creeping in. Mr. PugRunner keeps saying I am in “the first quarter” of all this, but at this stage of the game, I really hoped to feel more like myself. Instead, I still struggle with exhaustion, discomfort, insomnia and lack of focus.

Sunday – pt exercises + recumbent bike

I needed a day to recover a bit after my big day out with my friend. I was able to rally enough for the gym, but that was about it. Little man was about to start back to school for his second semester of 6th grade so we had much to organize.

Monday – physical therapy, 60 minutes

I was really excited to get Monday and PT started. Truth be told, my last session ended on such a positive note and I thought I was rocking it. On Monday, I met with another different therapist and he got me very edgy and anxious.

He was surprised I wasn’t yet trying to wear a shoe, but also didn’t like me walking on my bare foot with one crutch as previously instructed. Additionally, he didn’t think I had made sufficient progress with my upward flex, and really put me to work with that.

I was nauseous the rest of the day: partly from the workout and partly with nerves about my one month post-op status. Sure, I tried to be positive, but I wasn’t feeling it deep down.

one month post-op

Tuesday – pt exercises + upper body + core + recumbent bike

Mr PugRunner is now up and back to work, which definitely changes the landscape of my days a bit. He offered to take me to the gym after lunch, and I was able to get in a nice round of activity.

one month post-op

Wednesday – pt exercises

Mr PugRunner was crazy busy on Wednesday, so I skipped the gym. I did do all my exercises at home, which generally works well (although I miss the cycling). However, after feeling not so great after Monday, I was also glad not to have to go out.

I did get a nice bit of uplifting news: I have been accepted as a Nuun Ambassador for the second time. I took a year off because I wanted to streamline some things with my blog, and I am so happy to be back on the team.

Thursday – physical therapy, 60 minutes

I was back with my original PT and I shared with him about Monday’s experience. He was very kind and supportive, which made me feel so much better. Obviously, different therapists have different methods, and I guess I am going to click better with some than others. I left feeling so much more positive about everything, but once again, he had worked me hard.

one month post-op

Friday – pt exercises + core

I felt awful on Friday. I was tired, shaky, emotional and my calf was really sore. I didn’t want to go anywhere or do anything and even though I did my PT stretches and some Russian twists, my heart wasn’t in it. Boo. But look at me on my stairs! Sideways is still making it happen!

one month post-op

Little man had been begging to have a friend over after school, which turned into a sleepover. I was glad he was able to hang with his buddy, and fortunately, they were pretty chill and quiet.

Saturday – pt exercises

Saturday was probably my worst day this week. For some reason, my calf really started hurting, making it harder than usual to walk. As if that wasn’t enough, the bottom of my foot and my toes were just absolutely on fire from new skin and nerves. Yay. On a more emotional note, the rest of my steristrips came off the second surgical site. I will spare you the photos. It’s not BAD exactly, but it was hard to see.

Once again, I got a nice surprise to cheer me up: a box of goodies from FitApproach for participating in the #HolidaySweat Challenge.

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I’m excited to try some new healthy snacks!

Goal-getting

So it was a solid week. I didn’t get in as much gym-time, but I still did my workouts, as instructed, even when I wasn’t feeling it.

This week, I had to really lock in my eating. My appetite has been AWOL since I broke my leg, which is starting to become a problem. I am burning almost as many daily calories now as I was back in my running and 9Round days, but I don’t think I’m eating enough to support it. It’s not helping my overall well being and I’m trying to do better.

Due to my lack of focus this week, I didn’t start “The Hate U Give.” Instead, I watched a bunch of movies, blasted Broadway soundtracks and started trying to watch “The Crown” again. I really enjoy the show, but I keep getting distracted and losing track. This time, I’m committed.

Next Monday, I’ll be at the ortho for x-rays and a status report! It’s getting really real now!

I am linking up with the Weekly Rundown, with Confessions of A Mother Runner and Running on the Fly! Check them out!

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week 1.20: new fitness beginnings

2020 comes with the promise of new fitness beginnings. After all, I didn’t start off the year with a race or a run or even a session of 9Round. Really, all I’ve been doing is rotating through prescribed stretches and working on building my stamina. Some days, I feel great enough to take on the world. Other days, I don’t want to leave my bed.

Sunday – pt exercises + recumbent bike

My parents came to pick up little man for a few nights away with them. He always loves to hang out at their place, and we are happy to let them have that family time.

The weather has been particularly gloomy and dull, so I didn’t really want to do very much after we got home from the gym.

Monday – physical therapy, 60 minutes

Once again, I had the earliest PT appointment, and it was a decent session. Every time I go, my PT adds a few more moves, which are both humbling and exciting. This time, I got to go to the shuttle and use my healing leg to press my body weight up and down against some light resistance.

Afterwards, Mr PugRunner wanted to grab breakfast, but all the little local places were closed on Mondays. We settled on Starbucks. Cheers to new fitness beginnings!

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Tuesday – pt exercises + upper body + core + recumbent bike

In the morning, we went to the gym, and I made sure to get in some nice strength work. I’m sticking with 10 and 15 lb weights just because my balance isn’t all there quite yet. I’ll be able to pump it up soon.

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Mr PugRunner wanted to go out for lunch after my parents brought little man home and so we did that and a trip to Target. We weren’t even out that long, but by the time I got to the cashier, I thought I was going to pass out. I guess some days are going to be harder than others.

Our cul de sac usually puts on quite a nice get together on New Year’s Eve, and this year was no exception. I was able to join the festivities for a bit, but I turned in long before midnight. Happy New Year.

Wednesday – rest

We all had a late night, and since it was Mr PugRunner’s birthday, we took advantage of a late morning. Someone, not mentioning any names, probably would have napped all day if we had let him. It’s ok: he deserved the break.

We went out to lunch, had dessert and presents at home and spent time with our favorite guy.

Thursday – physical therapy, 60 minutes

This was probably my best PT session of them all. The PT said my range of motion was excellent and then gave me more weight-bearing moves on the shuttle. Yay!

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I capitalized on the good feelings by going out to dinner with some of my neighbors. We went to a restaurant near the house and had a rather lovely time. Mr PugRunner had to convince me to go – it’s just so hard to feel good about going anywhere right now, but I need to get over it.

Friday – pt exercises + core

I think I overdid it on Thursday because I slept terribly and spent much of the day in terrible discomfort. One step forward, three steps back. I was able to flip over and get in some pushups on my knees, so that was new and exciting.

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The rest of the day was kind of meh. I did spend some time downstairs working on a new puzzle, but by the time dinner rolled around, I just wanted to be back in bed. Could I be any more dull?

Saturday – pt exercises + arms + core + recumbent bike

Mr PugRunner wanted to go to 9Round, so I did my resistance band moves at home and focused on weights and the recumbent bike at the gym. It was nice cranking the resistance up a little as well.

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The best news was my sweet friend Meghan drove up to have lunch with me and hang out for a bit. It was so amazing to get to see her and it was such a boost to my mood, especially during this gray and dismal week.

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Goal-getting

Obviously, we won’t be tallying up any miles here for quite a few more weeks, but I am doing well with getting into the gym almost every day and I’m even gettin in a decent step count most days. This is what new fitness beginnings are all about.

Big victories include being able to tolerate walking in the boot more and more each day, walking on my bare foot with one crutch, and even though I swore up and down I wouldn’t walk down the stairs again, I’ve been managing it.

new fitness beginnings

I polished off “Bridge of Scarlet Leaves” and am gearing up to start “The Hate U Give.” Yay for plenty of time to read.

We have four more PT sessions until I go back got the ortho, which is a combination of exciting and terrifying. I hope to get stronger every day so I can graduate to the next phase of this recovery.

I am linking up with the new Weekly Rundown, with Confessions of A Mother Runner and Running on the Fly! Check them out!

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How was your week in training?

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january coffee date: new year new me

I know that “New Year New Me” is a bit a trite, and of course, I’m really just the same person I always was. But I’m not the same person. I’ve sustained what we have to call a “life changing event” and while my chances at full recovery are super high, I can’t deny that I am very different.

Join us for this month’s Ultimate Coffee Date. After reading here, head on over to visit Coco and Deborah, our awesome link-up hosts.

Over coffee, I would tell you…

That I am starting the year with tea! What? I had the chance to try this loose blend from Modest Mix, and it was so delicious. I especially love that it was called “Badass Babe”, because I need some of that kind of empowerment in my life right now. The blend was green-tea based with fresh notes of ginger and fennel, making it both bold but also so smooth. You can save 15% on your order with code PUGLIFE if you want to give it a try – there are so many great blends with fun and irreverent names, perfect for you or a tea-loving friend.

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Over coffee, I would tell you…

That I have watched so much television since my surgery. Ugh. I am usually way more of a movie person, but it seems like I ran out of movies (or was too fuzzy from meds to focus on the movies I like). We recently canceled our DirecT and went to all streaming, so I’ve started watching all kinds of shows. So far, I’ve competed The Mandalorian, Jack Ryan (season 2), You (seasons 1 and 2), The Witcher and now I’m on to The Boys. Any suggestions?

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Over coffee, I would tell you…

That I have been getting out a little bit more, and it’s been hard. Everything is too busy, too loud and too fast and I almost cried in the middle of Chick-Fil-A because I was so overwhelmed. I’ve spent so much time inside and alone that it’s hard being out and exposed. It’s really hard to convince myself to get up and leave the house. I’m sure we can all agree that this is not like me at all, and I’m fighting a hard battle to get back to my normal, adventurous self.

Over coffee, I would tell you…

That my last PT session was absolutely amazing. My PT was really pleased with most of the range of motion in my ankle and we started working a bit more on my strength. I have four more sessions until I go back to the doctor for X-rays and hopefully get approval to lose this boot. He encourages me to start putting more weight on my leg, and I confess that I am so afraid. It’s just not second nature anymore, and relearning use of that limb is going to be so hard.

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Over coffee I would tell you

That I am a little afraid of being alone again. The boys will be going back to work and school and that leaves me here to fend for myself. I have work and books and puzzles to distract me, but I will miss Mr PugRunner taking me out for a quick Starbucks run or having someone around if I’m not feeling well. As an extroverted introvert, I was always so very ok with alone time, but this is very intimidating.

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I haven’t made any New Year’s resolutions, other than to remain healthy and to get better. That being said, I don’t have much of a choice but to embrace this “new year new me” mentality as I find a new normal and figure out where my recovery journey will take me.

What about you? What would you tell me over coffee (or tea?)

wrapping up 2019

Wrapping up 2019 is the one thing I really want to do. I am usually very much on board with looking ahead to new things, but it’s harder to do that this year. Optimism is tough to muster up these days, although I’m trying. Mind over matter and all that jazz.

January

2019 started with the happiest of memories. I learned that I am fairly solid at axe throwing. We got to go on the ice at a Jacksonville Icemen game for the first time. I attended the SOUPer Bowl fundraiser, to end student hunger, which has segued into a volunteer consulting job for me. Oh, and we camped overnight at Sea World, right up against the windows of the dolphin habitat.

wrapping up 2019

February

February was a tough month: little man contracted a mild case of the flu, which meant I had to race in Daytona alone. However, he still rallied to take home a trophy in his last ever Pinewood Derby, as well as an award for the Sarlaac cake he baked for Cub Scouts. I shared Galentine’s Day with some girlfriends, and we got to go to another hockey game (with ice time) as a Safety Patrol reward.

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March

March was… something. We said goodbye to our sweetest Molly, my partner in crime and best girl, and I still feel the hole in my heart. We also welcomed Hufflepuff the Hedgehog to the family. I raced almost every weekend of the month, and tried yoga at a local brewery. In addition, I got to attend The Players’ Championship, one of the premier events in town, for the first time and can’t wait to go again.

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April

While it was a slow running month, we did get some fun date nights and the like. Little man crossed over to Boy Scouts and turned 11 years old! I got some time out with some girlfriends, and we said goodbye to elementary school.

wrapping up 2019

May

May was a bit of a quiet month for personal reasons. I ran one 5K, and we celebrated my birthday and Mother’s Day in a low key way. I did get in some SUP yoga, which was nice.

June

And then June came roaring back. We did a little staycation in Daytona for some family recharging time, and even tried out “glass” kayaks at night. I met up with Meghan and some Best Damn Race ambassadors for a fun little weekend in Orlando. And then we went on an epic vacation to Bar Harbour, Acadia National Park, Portland, Boston and Cape Cod. We hiked, toured, ate and I snagged another state with the BAA 10K!

July

The travel fun wasn’t quite over! On 4th of July weekend, I flew to Atlanta for the AJC Peachtree Road Race! It was THE BEST with incredible company. Little man attended his first BSA summer camp on his own, and did a phenomenal job scoring merit badges and awards. And we wrapped the month with a long weekend in Orlando for Meghan’s 40th birthday!

August

Little man started middle school, marking a new season for us all. We started the month at Sea World, and finished it at Universal Studios and Volcano Bay. While in Orlando, we met up with old friends for a Miami Hurricanes game. And yes, there was a 5K at the Jaguars stadium and a little bit of volunteering with the Scouts as well.

September

With school under way, it was time to get back to work. We pushed through Hurricane Dorian. Little man earned his bo black belt in karate, and attended his first drag race with friends. We said goodbye to the carousel that was a St. Augustine staple for years. I went to Orlando to race with my Meghan, and helped put together a Favorite Things party for the St. Augustine Moms.

wrapping up 2019

October

The biggest news was completing my 100th workout at 9Round! Wheee! I also did an amazing 5K for breast cancer, with some of my favorite people. It was a time for firsts with little man’s first middle school dance and my very first blow out at Blo Jax. We attended a charity event at the Alligator Farm, enjoyed a birthday dinner with friends and celebrated Halloween in all the ways. At this point in the year, I was really sure we would be wrapping up 2019 with five stars!

wrapping up 2019

November

And then disaster. As I was gearing up for the best winter and racing season ever, I slipped and fell on my stairs, breaking two bones in my right leg. Womp womp. Prior to that, we celebrated our anniversary, and walked in honor of those we have lost to Alzheimer’s. We still managed to celebrate Thanksgiving, thanks to Mr PugRunner and my parents, and the boys got to attend Wicked and go to Universal Studios for a few days.

wrapping up 2019

December

Not the December or holiday season I wanted or needed, but wrapping up 2019 was in my sights. I had my third surgery to put plates and screws in my broken bones. Ten days later, I was weight bearing. Little man raced with friends and helped at some Santa events. I got clearance to return to the gym and we saw some beautiful friends for the holidays.

wrapping up 2019

2020 is a fresh start to a whole new adventure, right?

I am linking up for Tuesday Topics with KookyRunner and Zenaida

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What are some of your highlights of 2019?

What are you most looking forward to in 2020?

week #52: the last week of 2019

Here we are: the last week of 2019. I’ll be honest, I won’t be sorry to see it go. These last two months have been sad and hard and not anything like what I thought it would be. I hate not being my normal, cheerleader self, but I’m feeling lonely and isolated and that’s when the negative thoughts creep in. Going into the last week of 2019, I need to get a handle on that.

Sunday – pt exercises + recumbent bike

I was pretty exhausted after our party on Saturday, but I had big plans for Sunday. First, I wanted to get into our neighborhood gym. I can do my range of motion stretches on the weight bench and then ride the recumbent bike and make use of the dumbbells.

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And then I wanted to go to Target. If you can believe it, I haven’t been to a Target since the accident. What? I got to do a little holiday shopping for the boys, and celebrated with a peppermint mocha.

last week of 2019

After that, I was done. I ate lunch and crawled into bed, while the boys went to see Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker. It killed me to miss it, but there was no way I could navigate a movie theater in my current condition.

Monday – physical therapy, 60 minutes

I was still tired on Monday, so I took it easy until it was time for physical therapy. This time, my PT was a woman who actually fitted me for one of my first pairs of running shoes! We went through old and new exercises, and I ended the session on the bike again.

last week of 2019

Tuesday – pt exercises + upper body + recumbent bike

Welcome Christmas Eve! We got up and out to the gym fairly early as we had a lot going on for the rest of the day.

Today, I incorporated some chest presses, flys and tricep extensions into the workout.

last week of 2019

From there, we went home and Mr PugRunner started cleaning and prepping for tomorrow. My parents came over in the early afternoon and my mom (saint that she is) wrapped all my presents for me.

We ordered our traditional Christmas Eve dinner: Chinese food, and enjoyed it with some fun holiday movies.

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When my parents left, the boys took it upon themselves to put all the gifts (except the Santa gifts) under the tree and call it a night. I was really sad to not be able to join in the tradition this year, but they did a great job.

last week of 2019

Wednesday – rest

So on Christmas, we rest. Or something like that. The boys let me sleep until 8:00 AM, but then it was time for presents and breakfast. Little man was so excited!

last week of 2019

I was really hurting and uncomfortable while we opened our gifts, but I did my best to put on my bravest face. Little man was totally stoked with everything and started suiting up immediately.

We ate breakfast with poinsettias and I went back to bed for a two hour nap. Oops.

My parents came back in the afternoon and we had a lovely time with them again. I wished I was feeling better, but I did my best, and even got dressed enough for a family photo by the tree.

Thursday – pt exercises + arms + recumbent bike

On Thursday, I worked a little more on my flexibility. Being laid up has done a number on that and I am trying to figure out ways to get my stretchiness back.

After our gym time, I asked if Mr PugRunner would take me to the nail salon. My last SNS fill was prior to the accident and my nails were a mess. They were gracious enough to slide me right in and I finally got that handled.

Friday – physical therapy, 60 minutes

Due to the holidays, I had a visiting PT for this appointment, and he meant business. He started me on the bike, and then absolutely went to town on my foot and toes. I found out he was a former triathlete, and gave some really great pointers about things I should be doing during my stretches to help get me back to running, which I appreciated.

He also told me that I could do anything that got me sweating as long as I didn’t involve twisting or turning my ankle: core work, floor work, and upper body. Fantastic.

Saturday – pt exercises + arms + core + recumbent bike

I went back and forth about going to the gym. Friday’s PT session wrecked me, but I was afraid to skip a day. If things tighten up, then it will be harder to move the following day. It’s a vicious cycle.

I ended up going, and was really happy to feel great after doing a series of Russian twists, flutter kicks, and overhead sit-ups with a weighted ball.

And again, that about did me in, so I watched some TV with the boys and begged off a neighborhood cookie event. I just didn’t have the energy to be “on” for people. Wild Saturday night, no?

Goal-getting

I’m proud that I’ve been consistent with my PT and working out. It’s frustrating that I am still in some pain and discomfort, but apparently, that’s all very normal. Blah.

I am mostly off my crutches while wearing the boot and I can walk up stairs in my boot! This is a huge victory. Sadly, I am too scared to try going downstairs, so I am still booty scooting to get down.

I’m through two books (The Body In The Woods and Glass Sword) and I have two more I got for Christmas. I also got a Cricut vinyl cutter and heat press, so I need to figure that out this week.

Nutrition is going well, as is hydration. It’s amazing how easy it is to keep eating in check when it takes so much energy to get your own food. I guess we can celebrate new habits.

This week, we have New Year’s Eve and Mr PugRunner’s birthday, so it’s going to be lots more fun! Stay tuned!

I am linking up with the new Weekly Rundown, with Confessions of A Mother Runner and Running on the Fly! Check them out!

Will you be joining me at any of the Best Damn Races? Don’t forget to register with my BDR discount code RUNSWITHPUGS to save on any distance at any BDR location!

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How was your week in training?

How are you spending this last week of 2019?

runfessions: running disappointment + a fresh start

Running disappointment is pretty much the theme of these last weeks of the year. I had huge goals and plans, and I fell woefully short, even if it wasn’t my fault. We are entering a new decade, however, and it’s time to air it all out.

Let’s join up with Marcia’s Healthy Slice and talk it out on this last Runfessions date of 2020.

runfessions

I runfess…

That I am incredibly disappointed with how my year in running ended. Accidents happen but this was NOT how I wanted to go down. My goal was 1,019 miles for the year, and I crashed to a halt at 869.14.

running disappointment

I runfess…

That physical therapy is HARD. I’m not one to back down from a challenge, but this is ridiculous. Each 60 minute session with the PT leaves me exhausted, sore, and in need of a nap. I know I should be proud for my progress, but I tend to feel defeated by what I can’t do yet. Diligence is key, and I’m sticking with it, no matter how discouraging it gets.

running disappointment

I runfess…

That I miss being active. Sure, I can do stretches. some cycling, and light weights, but that’s not boosting my heart rate and working up a sweat. I miss the community of running and 9Round. Sitting around has never been my jam, but here I am, sidelined. It’s frustrating and the running disappointment is so very real.

running disappointment

I runfess…

That it’s hard to focus on the “what’s next”? I am registered for several races in the New Year, and one by one, I’m making the decisions to DNS. Part of the reason is I am unable to actually drive myself to said races, even if I could manage to speed walk my way through the distances. It’s been years since I haven’t had solid race plans and I don’t like the way it feels. The running disappointment is real.

running disappointment

I runfess…

That it was weird not receiving any running related gifts this year. Not a one. I mean, I get it. I might as well wait until I’m out of the boot to get new running shoes and whatnot. That being said, I am incredibly appreciative for a pile of new books (now that my brain isn’t foggy from meds, I’m reading constantly). Plus, I now have a new hobby to help occupy my time.

I runfess…

That I haven’t been wearing my Garmin religiously. Since the surgery, all my skin has been hyper-sensitive and the band has given me a bit of irritation. Ugh. Of course, that means I’ve had my eye on new Garmin, and I think I may treat myself to one when I make my comeback. Out with the old, am I right? Maybe the Forerunner 245 Music?

I runfess…

That despite all the running disappointment, I am trying to see 2020 as a fresh start. Maybe, in relearning to walk and to run, I can break some bad habits in form and training. In my efforts to build up my leg, maybe I can push myself with heavier weights and more attention to my weaker muscle groups. The new year might not be starting out as planned, but there’s certainly plenty of room to make something of it. Positive attitude is everything, right?

running disappointment

Here’s hoping 2019 brings you a few more days of wonderful things and that 2020 is full of fresh starts!

What would you runfess?

What do you do when you’re discouraged by your own limitations?

2020 goals: taking on the new year

It’s kind of hard to think about 2020 goals, especially from where I’m sitting with an ankle full of metal and a walking boot. However, ’tis the season, and I think having some clear-cut goals will be beneficial to me.

2020 goals

Lose the Boot.

First and foremost, I have to get out of this boot. My goal date is January 20, and I am doing everything in my power to to accomplish this task. I know I’ll be much happier in a lace up brace, than clomping around in this awful apparatus.

2020 goals

Relearn How to Drive.

This isn’t a fitness goal, exactly, but this girl needs her independence back. I didn’t mind not being able to drive in the early days of my accident when I didn’t want to go anywhere anyway, but now it’s starting to grate. Mr PugRunner has been a freaking rockstar as far as handling everything, but having to ask for rides and making sure it meshes with his schedule is demoralizing.

2020 goals
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Maintain my Weight Loss.

I told you that dropping some weight was an unexpected side effect of my accident. Well, losing weight has never been a hardcore focus of this blog, nor has it been a primary goal, but I may as well capitalize on the natural consequence. Since November 23, I have really given up most snacking, and I haven’t even been super into dessert. I used to eat ice cream every night, but I can’t tell you the last time I had some. Am I missing it? Not really. No point in reintroducing habits that are no longer in my regimen.

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Run a Half Marathon.

I haven’t run a half marathon in a while, and obviously any plans for an early 2019 race were pretty quickly dashed. One of my friends suggested I join her for the St. Jude Memphis Half Marathon and I think that’s going to be the one. I have until December 2020 to train, it’s in a new (to me) state and it’s for a great cause. Mr PugRunner said that when I talk about this race, my face lights up, so I know it’s a great goal.

2020 goals

Run 500 Miles.

While it’s a huge setback, from my days of 1000 mile goals, 500 seems reasonable. My PT team seems certain that I will be back to running so I am going to old myself accountable to that.

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Reach 200 9Round Workouts.

This one is actually a little scarier. The idea of slamming my leg into a heavy bag fills me with dread. However, I love and miss kickboxing and how strong it made me feel. I want to recapture that feeling and get myself back.

october runfessions

Pay It Forward

My family has been the recipient of so many kindnesses and blessings since the day I fell. Sometimes, it’s overwhelming to even think about it. In 2020, a big goal is to pay all that kindness back and forward. Giving of ourselves to others is truly the heart of humanity and community, and I hope I am worthy of the task.

2020 goals

I am linking up for Tuesday Topics with KookyRunner and Zenaida

Please visit these lovely bloggers, plus check out some of the other blogs on the link-up, and don’t forget to share your own post, as well!

What are your goals for the new year?
What’s one thing you plan to do for yourself in 2020?

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