So apparently not running is not just hard on me, but on my blog posting as well.
I’ve been doing PT now for a little more than a week, and I’ve definitely seen improvement in the pain in my knee. My ITB is still super tight, but the rest and stretching and heat and ice seems to be helping it.
I still haven’t attempted a run. I’ve been pain free since Thursday morning. And though I am completely OBSESSED with the WANTING to go out for a run, I’ve forced myself not to. Because I want to heal.
So instead I’ve been swimming. Which, truthfully, I enjoy. It’s not the elation of a good strong run, but it’s a good substitute because I can push really hard and feel the burn in my lungs and muscles. Only without the pain running has given me in the past month.
I also tried a Barre class at a local studio Sunday night. Which was NOT the dance class I thought it was.
It was about an hour of Core Hell.
Pushups. Planks. Thigh and butt and hamstring kicks. Lower ab work. Oblique work.
Now see here. The abs I have? I got them from my long runs. At the end of a run, when you’re tired, and your form is suffering, apparently THEN is when you feel the core work.
I’ve never done a plank. The last crunch I did was in high school – back when they called them situps.
I totally SUCKED at them. And they hurt. A LOT.
(Especially yesterday. Ow!)
But. I’m going back on Saturday morning. Because now it’s my personal challenge to get BETTER at this damn class.
And I have some hope that when I DO get back to running, it will be better because I’ve got a stronger core.
Other than that? I’ve been hanging out with my kid. Who is RAPIDLY becoming my Favoritest Person Ever.
I’m not sure what happened last week, but all of a sudden, he’s starting to CREATE things with legos and sticks and other toys. He’ll line up his stuffed animals and call it a “traffic jam.” He’ll built a log loader truck out of legos (and seriously, it LOOKS like a log loader truck!)
He’s currently obsessed with airplanes, and so before bed every night I pretend I’m his copilot. And he orders Jeff to stay in the other room (in the COACH, Daddy!) while he and I go to the cockpit and fly the plane.
And he’s really starting to grasp the concept of time, too.
Like today, when he woke up and asked me where his daddy was. When I told him that Daddy was at the gym and then at work, he stopped for a minute and said:
So it’s a school day?
I mean, I know all parents think their kids are brilliant.
It’s just that my kid IS brilliant. 🙂
Now, of course, on the flip side… the focus on play and learning means he doesn’t want to stop what he’s doing. Like ever.
Which means he doesn’t want to eat.
It also means he doesn’t want to stop and use the bathroom.
(Okay, so maybe not THAT brilliant.)
But I love watching how he gets so focused on something new and immerses himself in it. I love the obsession, the way he can be in the moment, FULLY in the moment, without really thinking.
I wish I could be like that.
Therefore I love spending time with him.
It’s a nice reminder – that sometimes it’s okay to stop thinking for a moment and just be.