Tuesday, March 06, 2012

Salty Running is Growing!

The main Salty Running site is down while we give it a much needed makeover. Look for us to do a hard launch of the site with lots of new content very soon. I cannot wait to share the new and improved site with you!

In the meantime, you can access the current content here.

Stay tuned!

Monday, March 05, 2012

A Blogger's Life

The new site!

I am loving my new site. It's definitely hard to keep up with the demands of a real blog (not just a personal diary style blog like the one you're reading now). I find that the more I write, the easier it is to write.  I also find that if posts are not flowing at one point in time if I just write whatever stilted garble comes to mind and revisit it later I will likely feel more inspired and hammer out something pretty decent.

I am trying not to worry about stats and publicity quite yet. I want to build a quality site and not just another running blog. I enjoy writing and sharing my knowledge and experience as well as researching topics that interest me and sharing the new things I learn. If it never takes off and turns into anything, so be it. If it does, awesome!

I hope the few followers of this, my personal blog enjoy my new home. I am not abandoning my personal blog, but I'm sure with the demands of the new site I won't have much extra time. But if you're interested in what I'm up to or looking for something interesting to read about running in between posts here please come on over to Salty Running. And feel free to share with others you think might enjoy it. Spread the running love!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Salty Running

You may be wondering where I've been the last few days after a flurry of posts earlier this month. I was warming up my writing chops for that secret project I've been telling you about. I'm finally ready to share it with you.

Behold: Salty Running.

It's my blog-site dedicated to all things competitive women's running. It's something I've had in mind for three years now and I am so excited to finally have it up and running.  Up until now I have not publicized it all other than to share it with a few friend.  At this stage, I am looking for feedback before I do a hard-launch sometime later in the spring.

So please take a look and let me know what you think. Don't be afraid to be honest! I need to know both the good and bad to make it the best it can be.

Thanks so much!

Monday, February 13, 2012

The Dentist

We pulled into the pediatric dentist's parking lot. Peanut was whimpering, "I don't want to go anywhere!" He was crying and on the verge of full on stage 5 meltdown.

"Peanut," I said, "I know you're scared. I am also scared of going to the dentist. I know how scary it seems. But when I go to the dentist and I'm scared I think about how proud I will be of myself when I am done. I go in and let the dentist look at my teeth (and stick me with gigundous needles and power drills--I did not include this part) and then when I am done I call daddy and he's proud of me too. So let's go in to see Dr. Fred and let him look at your teeth. And when you're done I will tell you how proud I am of you and you can tell daddy and your blankie how great you did."

He stopped crying and I saw the beginnings of a smile. "There are trucks to play with in there, right Mommy?"

"Yes, honey. Are you ready to go now."

"Otay," he said just a tiny bit hesitatingly.

I unpacked the kids and in we went. Peanut got out the trucks and played. Then we were called in. I had peanut go first--I figured he didn't need any more time to flip out! He was a ball of tension, but not freaking out. I held him on my lap and then we leaned him back so his head was on the dentist's lap. Now he was crying, but he was following all directions and not fighting it! And then magically after a couple of minutes he seemed to realize it wasn't so bad and stopped crying with his little mouth wide open and Dr. Fred poking him with his instrument.

When the exam was over peanut looked at me and said, "I did it!" His cheeks were so round and rosy with pride. Then it was #2's turn and as she was whimpering during her exam peanut reassured her, "it's ok, babe! You can do it!" And then when we got home I heard him talking to his blankie as I took #2's coat and boots off, "I did it, Blankie!" And peanut responded to himself in the voice of blankie, "I'm so proud of you, Peanut!"

On Friday I have that ol' orthopedist appointment. I am scared. Not so much about the appointment itself, but what the doctor will find and even worse what he will say I need to do to get better. I am trying to be brave.

Saturday, February 11, 2012


I made a decision and it's a good one. I am going to cancel my appointments for any kind of treatment and wait until I have a definitive diagnosis. If we're dealing with hard tissue like my spine (ICK! Just thinking about my spine being injured gives me the heeby-jeebies!), I want to know what exactly is wrong and make an educated decision about a course of treatment. I love Dr. TK, but I am not sure chiropractics are the right treatment method for me once we're out of the soft-tissue arena. Since the crazy spine treatment thing I had on Thursday, my leg feels a lot better but my back feels more screwed up than ever.

In other news, I made the terrible mistake of googling herniated disc treatments and did not like what I found. Spinal surgery or MONTHS of physical therapy and rest from running. Basically everything I found indicated I won't be training for a while. While I'm eager to know what is going on so I can make the necessary mental adjustments to cope, I don't want to start freaking out until I know exactly what I'm dealing with. I don't even know if it's my spine or something else. After weeks of thinking I was simply dealing with this or that soft-tissue injury I am not assuming I have anything until I get an mri or an x-ray. At the same time I'm speculating on my possible near future working on the other two triathlon disciplines. Anyone have a trainer they want to lend me?

Thursday, February 09, 2012

The Saga Continues

So I had this week's appointment with Dr. TK today. I wasn't sure what to expect. Since I started running again, if I'm being perfectly honest, I've felt like nothing had changed. It took a little longer before my leg hurt, but it hurt just as bad as ever by the end of my runs. Ugh. I was feeling really depressed about it. I walked into his office and almost broke down describing how I felt. I mentioned that my foot is tingly by the end of my runs and a(nother) lightbulb went off.

Before I get into that, every time I see TK I have to sit in a waiting area overlooking the spine patients. The spine patients are all laying on these weird torture table looking things watching televisions. It's kind of creepy and I always find myself staring at them and wondering what unfortunate circumstances led them to the rack.

TK says, "do you have some time?"

"Um, why?" I inquired.

"I would like for you to go on the table for about half an hour."

"Um, why?" I inquired, this time semi-petrified.

"I want to use it as a diagnostic tool. If it helps you I would bet you have a slightly bulging disc."

"Oh crap! How long is this going to take to recover from and if it's not that what the hell is it and WHEN CAN I FREAKING START TRAINING?!!!!!?"

Ok. I didn't respond that way, but that's about where my head was. He went over all the offending muscles and everything felt good. And then I walked over to the table.

"Pa, set her at 50," TK told the physician's assistant.

The PA questioned, "but she's so tiny. I think it should be 35, 40 max."

"Oh no. She's strong. She can handle 50. Put it at 50," TK responded.

"You're the boss," PA said.

This conversation did not ease my mind. TK went back to his next ART appointment and the PA strapped me into what looked to be a harness Sandy Duncan as Peter Pan might have donned. And then she strapped it to a contraption at the end of the table as I laid on my back. And then she turned it on and every 10-15 seconds 50 lbs of force pulled my pelvis down towards my toes and then released for 10-15 seconds. This went on for 30 minutes. It really didn't feel like it did much. It was weird and my foot tingled, but otherwise I was certain this was yet another dead end.

When my treatment was finished, PA put an ice pack under my lumbar area and I laid there for a few more minutes. Then with no fanfare I got up, made a couple of follow-up appointments and left.

As I drove to my in-laws to pick up the kiddos I called mrp. I bawled the whole ride home on the phone with him and then I bawled some more when my m-i-l asked me how it went. I have put on a brave face through this whole ordeal and I finally reached my limit. I called coach on my way home from the in-laws and he recommended an orthopedist for a new perspective on things. I came home and made yet another appointment for next week. My back felt kind of weird.

I cried a lot more the rest of the afternoon. So frustrated. But by about 4:00 I realized that I could sit without pain. Then I noticed I could extend my right leg without that awful pulling I've felt in my butt for months. I haven't run today. That will be the real test tomorrow, but right now it feels the best it's felt in months. Could this be it?

Monday, February 06, 2012

Have a Refreshment

Monday morning. The sun was brilliant. The sky was as blue as my new running shoes. I walked out into the crisp morning and began to trot. It felt good! My psoas was definitely sore. But that's new. It wasn't typically sore before unless I was doing ab exercises or coughing. This is good. This is the first time I've run since my psoas has been unknotted in over a year so the soreness is an indication it's working! The butt muscles feel worlds better. Still something going on in there, but much less pinchy and tight. I also noticed my right foot did not hit my left calf as it often used to on easy runs. This is big time progress. I have a lot of work to do and I can't say I am 100% confident I am out of the woods, but I do have a good feeling that this is the start of my return. I will continue to build up my mileage, do my pt exercises religiously, have the psoas and ancillary muscles treated weekly and be patient. If I can have a quick comeback, this is certainly the recipe for it. On to tomorrow and another run!