wasted days

Q. Where have I been?
A. I have not been posting.

I hope this clears everything up.

When things aren’t going well, I tend to clam up.  Two Saturdays ago (or something like that, it was a Saturday anyway) I tore my soleus (calf muscle) (say it with me now…) A Freaking Gain.  Yes.  The injury that will not die.  I thought I was doing everything right – increasing mileage by 10% or less per week, increasing the long run by 10% or less weekly, and walking 3/4 mile before every run.

Well, it turns out that maybe I wasn’t replacing electrolytes well, and I DEFINITELY should not have increased mileage and number of running days at the same time, and oh, all along, I should have been doing or getting calf massage.  Oops.

I was about 3 miles into a 5 mile run and luckily Sixto was out on JanTen with his ATV so I was able to get a ride back home and hopefully no do more damage.  During this recovery, however, I’ve realized that the endorphins were masking a good tear and it is taking a LOT longer to recover.  But I found a chiro and masseuse and have been getting muscles and bones taken care of.  I had my first medicinal run on Monday (run no longer than 3 minutes) and realized I am pretty screwed.  I’ll try again tomorrow and have resigned myself to using the chiro to finally kick this injury to the curb.

I was thinking about a 10K in Merida on the 21st, but we’ll have to see what the soleus has to say about that.  In other news, I gave myself two new poses (Ashtanga) and for the first time today, made it through a practice without injuring my back.  Only I could injure my back (over and over again) doing Yoga.  Ugh.  I think the constant attempts at jump throughs did it.

In family news, the boys’ room is not only complete, but they have been living up there for a week or more.  I can’t tell you how luxurious it is NOT to have abaniles or palaperos banging away each and every day AND Jorge is winding down HIS construction, so maybe we’ll move out of the construction zone soon!  One can hope!

Ellen is sleeping by herself.  Our last little one out of the family bed – it is hard to believe.  All the kids moved out around the same age – weird how that worked out.  She is loving Pike’s old bed and moved all her stuff in there.  I took her out for a celebratory lunch at the restaurant and she had fried calamari (which reminded us of Michelle and her boys).  The last baby is growing up.  She is also off dairy and FINALLY having no stomach pain.  She has ALWAYS complained about stomach aches and I have suggested on various occasions that maybe we should try cutting out dairy.  She finally decided to go with it and the stomach aches are gone!

We’ve been cleaning and organizing the upstairs and the girls now have a nice little play area.  Winter started late this year (December) and is weirdly lasting even now, 1/2 way through March.  It is a little unsettling, all this cool weather, but lovely for the girls to play in their new room.

Jamie has started riding (cycling) again and is very happy with his progress.  Course I’m pretty pissed off at him because he started riding just about the time I got injured and it just ain’t fair.  If I’m not going to be able to run, NoOne should be able to exercise.