TWIR #96: ahhhh, life with a chronic injury

You go for one run and your body’s like “okay, I’ll teach you what you should already know: you have to ease into running, you dolt!!!!”  This perfectly sums up my week. After the joyous occasion of a legitimate (short) run, I spent the rest of the week cautiously working out in fear that my SI was not faring so well. Moral of the story: as ridiculous as it sounds to start with a 2 or 3 km run, it’s probably a wiser choice.

Still, the week wasn’t a total write off workout wise, so let’s see what I got up to.

Saturday
Activity: planned rest day
Relevant Stats: declined both a donut and Dairy Queen
Observations:  I sometimes wonder who I am becoming when I say no to both a donut and Dairy Queen in the same day, my only day of the week on which sugar consumption is a free for all.  Don’t get me wrong, I still ate sugar. I’m just shocked at turning down two of my faves.  In other news, we fit in some good walking, some beer flights, and a homemade pizza night. In other words, Saturday got a thumbs up in my books.

Sunday
Activity: run!!!!!!
Relevant Stats: 5.7 km run/40 min.
Observations: This run is a true testament to how much I loathe driving to the gym on weekends. When the alternative is a painful (not injury painful, but painful nonetheless) and painfully slow run, you know you really needed to spice up your workout routine. I was proud of this run. I felt accomplished. I was slow as molasses and, perhaps for the first time in my life, I avoided feeling utterly defeated despite being slow as molasses.  That’s growth.  But I gotta say, between the run and additional walking (another 4 or 5 km), my legs were done like dinner.

Monday
Activity: light strength training
Relevant Stats: 40 min.
Observations: Not wanting to push it too much after a running day, I kept things pretty light and pretty basic with Monday’s workout. I focused on controlled movements and reduced my weights.  My SI was feeling okay, so I was optimistic that all would be fine and perhaps running no longer had a vendetta against me.

Tuesday
Activity: personal training session
Relevant Stats: 60 min.
Observations:  Ugh. Just when you think your injury has maybe taken a back seat at long last,  you wake up stiff and tender. I suppose this is why they call them chronic injuries. As my trainer pointed out, it’s also ludicrous that I tried to go from running interval laps at the track to a 5+ km run in one fell swoop. Evidently, 5 km is not a small start.  I’d like to say lesson learned, but it’s probably not.  At any rate, she took it easy on me in some respects but not in others. For instance, she added weight to prowler chest presses  as if she knew I’d made comments on my blog about the fact that they were getting easy.  The worst moment, however, was when she subjected me to the horror of watching my form on film. There is nothing like seeing yourself in video to make you feel as though you are making no progress with how good your body looks.

Wednesday
Activity: strength training (focus on arms)
Relevant Stats: 35 min.
Observations: I tried, I really did, but I had nothing in the tank for this one. It could’ve been that it was my second early morning workout in a row, and that I’ve gotten too used to my cushy mid-morning workouts.  Who knows? All I know is that I tried to focus on my arms to give my stiff SI a break, and they had nothing to give me. Push ups were a disaster. Presses were wretched. It all just felt off.

Thursday
Activity: strength training (focus on controlled stability movements)
Relevant Stats: 40 min.
Observations:  Thursday’s workout could be summed up with the following words: still stiff, still no desire to work out. I cobbled together a decent workout, still being ultra cautious so as to protect my tender SI.  I have to tell you, though, that I was pretty frustrated by the fact that my SI wasn’t feeling 100% better even four days after a relatively short run. It’s one of the things that is most difficult to deal with chronic injuries. You just can’t count on your body to bounce back as quickly as you want it to, and you can’t always predict how it will respond to things.

Friday
Activity: strength + treadmill running intervals
Relevant Stats: 40 min.
Observations: See? You really can’t predict things. After four days of SI stiffness, today my SI felt 100% absolutely fine. To stave off boredom at the gym, I decided to go crazy and do some slower running intervals. I kept the pace way low for my sets, and stopped after 7 sets because I was starting to get some stiffness around my tailbone, but other than that it felt fine. However, I also know that tomorrow will be the true test.

Speaking of tomorrow, we are off to Leavenworth for an annual trip that involves giant pretzels, schnitzel, spaetzle, beer and Bavarian-themed village fun. Oh, and road donuts…which are nothing more than donuts eaten while on the road.  In other words, I’m outta here for a weekend of fun and indulgence, along with some snowy outdoor adventures for good measure. Happy weekend y’all.

 

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Monday Musings: what I learned on my first 5k run in 5 months

I ran yesterday. For the first time in at least five months. And I ran 5 km. Well, actually, I ran 5.7 km thankyouverymuch. Actually, it’s more accurate to say I ran 6-7 minutes at a time sprinkled with some walking breaks because apparently you’re not supposed to go from not running at all to running 5 km, especially when you’re injury prone, which I think we can all agree that I am. But I am starting to digress.

I came out of that run feeling the most positive about a run that I’ve felt in a long time, which I assure you is not my usual state. I’m usually one to be highly self-critical, to beat myself up about how far I have to go, how much slower and less fit I am now than I used to be.  To be sure, those thoughts crossed my mind throughout my run.  In fact, a running tally of my thoughts would have looked something like this:

Okay, here we go. We are doing this. Yes we are.  Oh my god, have I really only run two blocks? This is not a good sign. Okay, wait, this downhill stretch is kind of nice. I got this.  No wait, I was wrong, this ever-so-slight incline sucks. I don’t got this. Just slow your roll. This is your first run in months. There’s no hurry. You’re not going to win any races. Ah crap, other runners, I better pick up my pace so I don’t look completely incapable. How did I used to run these hills like they were nothing? This is the shortest hill ever and I am dying. I think that man is walking faster than I am running.  I think I could walk faster than I am running. Thank god that hill is over. Back to a reasonable incline and pace. Yeah, yeah I really do got this.  Another hill. WTF. Okay, okay, this is starting to feel okay. This is so much harder than it used to be. I am so slow now. You haven’t run in 5 months. What do you expect? It should feel hard. You know what, it’s not bad that it feels hard. This feels great. I am running again, people. Running. This is awesome. I wanted to do this today and I am doing it. Breathe in. Breathe out.  Keep moving. I forgot what this feels like. I did it. I am awesome. 

See? There’s a whole lotta negative in there. But if you’ll notice, and you will because I’m about to point out, I ended with positive thoughts.  This is the part that’s atypical for me.  I’m proud to say that I’ve been working with my coach on letting go.   What I mean by letting go is noticing all the pesky little unhelpful thoughts that go flitting through my head constantly, and proverbially letting them go in one ear and out the other.  I’m still a major (major) work in progress in this area, but I noticed on my run that once I let go of the thoughts about how much faster, fitter, and better I should be at running, suddenly the run was great. I finished feeling accomplished rather than discouraged. I want to try to run again (after suitable recovery days and making sure my SI doesn’t act up).  I felt good.

It’s hard to get into something, or get back into something, after time away, whether it’s running, working out in some other way, eating better, writing more, the list really does go on and on. What I learned from this run is that I am capable of letting go of all the negative chatter that makes me feel worse about a situation rather than better.  I can run 5.7 km in 40 minutes and feel good about it even though I know that I used to run 8 km in the same amount of time, even though every other runner out there was going faster than me, even though I had to work in walking breaks.  Instead, I can focus on the fact that I did it. I kept going.

If you’re trying to tackle new challenges in your life or recommit to old behaviors that you’ve let slide, I challenge you to pay attention to the critical, negative chatter inside your own head and see when and where it may be causing you to feel badly about your progress instead of celebrating your efforts.  If you’re putting one foot in front of the other, literally or metaphorically, you don’t have time for that chatter. Let it go.

TWIR #95: some days are better than others

Well if that post title isn’t stating the obvious, I don’t know what is. It seemed fitting for this week, though. This week my energy ebbed and flowed, my body tried to decide if it had a cold or not, and my head tried to decide whether it wanted to kick this bizarre headache or keep it around just for shits and giggles. As a result, my workouts were all over the place. Here goes nothing:

Saturday
Activity: planned rest day
Relevant Stats: never ending rain trumps motivation
Observations:  It is cliche to complain about rain in Vancouver. It comes with the territory when you live here. But seriously, it has rained every single day but one this month. That is too much and sometimes it causes me to lose my will to leave the house.  I didn’t even get out for a walk and I am embarrassed to admit my step count for the day, and therefore I will not.

Sunday
Activity: unplanned rest day
Relevant Stats:  potential immune system meltdown trumps motivation
Observations: I spent most of the day certain I was fighting off a wicked cold. My head wasn’t right. I was exhausted. I felt like one of my nostrils was on the verge of clogging up. My throat was scratchy. On the upside, I successfully left the house–not to do anything active, mind you–but it was progress over Saturday, and you can’t take that away from me.

Monday
Activity: strength straining (attempt)
Relevant Stats: 20 min.
Observations:  Several weeks ago, I had this strange (read: annoying as all hell) headache. It wasn’t a migraine. It wasn’t a tension headache. It was this headache that got progressively worse throughout the day, and which made me feel as though my brain was bouncing around inside my skull with every step. In other words, it sucked. Well, it came back on Monday and haunted me during my brief attempt at a workout. Not only that, but my massive gym, the one that I love with all my heart, the one where I rarely have issues with equipment, it let me down. There were no benches. None. Just people hovering around benches, which I presume they were using at some point but certainly didn’t seem to be using as I walked by repeatedly giving them stink eye. I’m still not over it, as you can tell.  Between the headache and the why-are-there-no-god-damn-benches drama, I had a short and terrible workout.

Tuesday
Activity: strength training
Relevant Stats: 40 min.
Observations: I must have been in a slightly better headspace because there were still no benches available (?!?)  but I managed to stick it out for a decent workout.  Guilt over Monday’s pathetic workout plus feeling like my belly had gotten decidedly more jiggly over the last week were to thank for this workout. I also felt like maybe, just maybe I’d dodged my looming cold, but the glee over that was overshadowed by my headache’s continued presence.

Wednesday
Activity: track workout
Relevant Stats: 35 min./8 lap intervals + strength intervals + run home
Observations:  I thought perhaps my cold was back on Wednesday, but despite this I opted for a track workout. In my experience, running when you’re not sure if you have a cold is either the best or worst idea ever. It’s the best idea if it turns out not to be a real cold, and the worst idea if it turns out to actually be a cold. Only time would tell. The workout was rough as I haven’t run on the track in a while–damn you treadmills for making running feel easy–but I persevered. Huzzah!

Thursday
Activity: personal training session
Relevant Stats: 60 min.
Observations:  When I woke up I was certain my cold was turning into the dreaded flu. I felt tired and sapped of energy.  My trainer took considerable pity on me. I know this because she let me do split lunges without weights, and that minor concession felt as good to me as that time my parents surprised us at Christmas by telling us we were going to Disneyland.  Not to create the impression my trainer is too nice, she also integrated a new hated activity: backward plank walks into a low squat. I can’t explain it any better than that, but what you really need to know is that it sucked and left my quads burning. By mid-day, I was convinced that my cold was not in fact a cold, but then by 9 o’clock at night I knew I was wrong. Seriously, I feel like this on-again-off-again cold was in the midst of an existential crisis. It needed to decide if it would stay or go.

Friday
Activity: light strength training
Relevant Stats: 35 min.
Observations: Well, there is no doubt now that the cold has made up its mind: it’s here. I had to make the tough call: to work out or not to work out? I’m always the most conflicted when I don’t feel like a total bag of crap. When I feel awful it’s easy to turn down a workout, but when I’m just sort of tired and have a few symptoms I feel like I’m really just being lazy. In the end,  I went with a somewhat shorter, definitely lighter workout and now feel as though if I hermit inside to hide from the rain and my cold tomorrow, somehow it is ever so slightly more acceptable.

I am ready for a weekend of being lazy, blasting this cold out of my system with epic amounts of oil of oregano and ungodly dosages of vitamin C (laugh if you want, I swear it works), and hopefully still finding my way to a donut even though sugar is super unhelpful for the old immune system. Sigh. Hope your weekends involve less phlegm and congestion than mine may. Happy weekend y’all…also, sorry for kicking off your weekend by talking about phlegm.

TWIR #93: TGILW

Okay, I know, that post title has way too many acronyms. I’m just over the moon that a) it’s Friday and b) it’s an extra long weekend for me.  Hence the TGILW (thank goodness it’s a long weekend). Certainly it doesn’t have the same ring to it as TGIF but an extra long weekend is worth a clunky acronym isn’t it? Let’s check out what I got up to this week.

Saturday
Activity: planned rest day
Relevant Stats: sushi and chocolate and donuts, oh my!
Observations: I am not at all apologetic about the donut that I ate for breakfast nor the melt-in-your-mouth saba aburi oshi at Minami (seriously, if you live in Vancouver, go there immediately. Put aside the fact that you ‘don’t like mackarel’ and put this in your mouth.).  However, I am apologetic for the rapid consumption of chocolate because I ate it all before I realized I really didn’t even feel like chocolate. The freedom of Saturday’s eating sometimes just gets to me, you know?

Sunday
Activity: unplanned rest day
Relevant Stats: beach walk + epic kitchen chores
Observations: I have no excuses for this rest day. It wasn’t even raining outside. In fact, it was a beautiful sunny day.  I just didn’t want to.  Instead, we opted to drive out to White Rock for a long walk along the beach because it was so nice out. Well, little did we know we would be driving straight into the epic wall of fog. We left brilliant sunshine in the city to walk in grey fog. Still, it was lovely and refreshing. I spent the rest of the day in the kitchen, deeply engrossed in a true labour of love (at least without a food processor): homemade bolognese. Seriously, there’s way too much fine chopping involved to do this without my food processor. I can’t wait to have my things out of storage.

Monday
Activity: running intervals + strength training
Relevant Stats: 45 min.
Observations: I had to use the treadmill for my running intervals but this was still a satisfying workout.  In fact, it was actually more satisfying in some ways because running on the treadmill always feels easier than running outdoors. I cranked that speed up (for me, at least) and felt like I was flying rather than plodding along gasping for air like I do at the track. Regardless, the workout was solid and I was a sweaty beast by the end.

Tuesday
Activity: personal training session
Relevant Stats: 60 min.
Observations: I’m afraid to tell my trainer that the prowler chest presses are getting easy, at least at the weights we’ve been working with.  Let’s just keep that our little secret, shall we? This was also the first training session during which she introduced nothing new for me to hate with a vengeance. I wondered if she was feeling guilty about forgetting our session a couple weeks back. No matter the reason, I’ll take it!

Wednesday
Activity: strength training
Relevant Stats: 40 min.
Observations: There is no delicate way to put this: this workout was painful from start to finish. I could tell from my first set of single leg deadlifts that I was not going to have a good workout. My legs were tired. My arms were even more tired. I decreased my weight on all sorts of exercises, dropped down to three sets of most, and generally am amazed that I survived for a full 40 minutes. That was pure dedication…and a whole lotta habit.

Thursday
Activity: strength training
Relevant Stats: 40 min.
Observations: After Wednesday’s debacle, I was determined to fit in a good workout despite it being yet another early(ish) morning workout (any more than one in a week is not my jam).  Although I was solidly on the early morning workout train before Christmas, I’ve definitely returned to the camp of mid-morning workout since the start of the new year. I’m not going to lie. This workout was a bit rough at the start. My muscles just kept asking me why I was doing this to them.

Friday
Activity: running intervals + strength
Relevant Stats: 30 min.
Observations:  More treadmill running intervals! I was going to go to the park this morning instead, but then freaked out about being there in the dark with headphones in because, obviously, I would be murdered despite it being a relatively safe neighborhood. As I’ve mentioned before, watching crime shows has not been good for me.  At any rate, I had a great interval workout on the go before I realized I’d forgotten my breakfast at home and thus had to cut my workout short to pay an ungodly amount of money for a keto friendly option between my gym and my office.  My mother used to tell me I’d forget my own head if it weren’t screwed on. She is correct.

Alas, now the weekend is here and it’s a gloriously long one for me. If you’re wondering when I’ll stop bragging about that to all you two-day weekenders, the answer is never. Happy weekend to all and to all a good night.

For me at least. Sorry…not sorry.

Monday Musings: on being a former (and maybe future) runner

About two years ago now, I signed up for an ultra marathon, a mountain ultra to be exact. This after having just one half marathon (which I hated) and one marathon (which I also hated) under my belt, and this also after never really being willing to commit to a legitimate training plan for any running event. Still, at the time it seemed a worthy and lofty goal…until my SI and sciatic crapped out on me.

I tried for a really long time, too long really, to get back into running. I pushed myself to the point of re-injury time and time again.  For the last six months, though, I’ve very intentionally bid a fond farewell to any real form of running. I’ve been content with maybe weekly, but maybe not weekly, interval running workouts at the track. Most of the time, running is a distant memory.

Every once in a while, though, I see people effortlessly bounding down the street or pack myself up for an indoor workout on a sunny day or dread having to drive to the gym for a workout because it’s such a time suck. Those are the moments when I remember the runner I used to be.

I see those runners go by and I think ‘that used to be me…only slower and with a much grouchier look on my face.’ When I look out the gym window and see sunshine I think ‘ahhh, it would be so nice to be out there instead of in here.’ And when it takes me an hour and a half to do a 45 minute workout because I have to drive and look for parking, I think ‘good god, I miss the days when I could throw on my shoes, open the door and just run.’ Sure, these moments are few and far between these days, but they’re still there enough to make me wonder if I will run again. I also wonder if running is just always part of your identity, even when you’re not actively doing it, or at least how long it takes to work its way out of how you see yourself.

The long and the short of it is that from time to time I wrestle with these questions. Other times, I welcome the break from pounding the pavement and wonder if my body is thanking me for sparing it further injury. When it’s pouring rain, I am thankful that I am not out there, like I used to be, getting soaked to the very core, to the point where not even a lengthy hot shower will take away the chills. When I’m able to spend an entire day doing whatever I want instead of organizing my day around a training run or my workout, I’m equally thankful. Running, it seems, can occasionally steal your spontaneity.

As with most things in life, being a runner is neither inherently good nor bad. It all depends, among other things, on what you want for your health, what your body will tolerate, what you love, and what you will sustain. For me, the verdict is still out on whether I will be a real runner again. For now, two years out from when I decided to give my first ultra a try, I’m still conflicted.

 

TWIR #92: longest week ever

Does anyone else feel like the first 5-day work week after the holidays is the longest week ever? Well, I do. Wednesday felt like Thursday. Thursday felt like Friday. You get the picture. It all adds up to my beyond ready for the weekend.  Alas, at least there were some decent workouts this week. Let’s see what I got up to.

Saturday
Activity: walk + planned rest day
Relevant Stats: 7 km walking
Observations:  Saturday rest days are the best. They involve a giant breakfast donut (yay cheat day!) plus a walk to the local farmer’s market. This week’s visit was a bit disappointing, though, because our onion guy wasn’t there. Seriously, this guy grows the best onions.  You know an onion must be beyond good if I’m taking time to specifically mention it.  Completely unrelated, do you ever have one of those days when you feel like you did nothing but walk all day but then it adds up to nothing? This was one of those days. Only 7 km!?! Wtf.

Sunday
Activity: unplanned rest day
Relevant Stats: laziness 10 out of 10
Observations: Can I lie and say the day got away from me and that’s why I didn’t work out? In all honesty, I simply cannot bear the thought of driving to the gym on weekends and I also cannot bear the thought of a track workout in the rain. I have clearly become soft. The rain never used to phase me but now I shudder at the thought of working out outside in the rain, which is unfortunate given that it rains here EVERY DAY. Okay, that’s an exaggeration, but it feels that way. Instead of exercising, I lounged, read my book, did chores, and ran errands. It was perfect. Sometimes, you just have to take an extra rest day for your sanity.

Monday
Activity: strength training
Relevant Stats: 45 min.
Observations: Hallelujah to not having a headache anymore and to feeling a bit more energy! It was a sharp contrast to last week, and I made sure to fit in a solid workout while the energy was in me.  I even added weight to my step ups and single legged squats. On a Monday. That’s pretty impressive in my books.

Tuesday
Activity: personal training session + return of the after work walk (!!!)
Relevant Stats: 60 min.
Observations: It’s been three weeks since my last training session and, even though I do a lot on my own, there’s something about my trainer’s exercises or combinations thereof that leave me so sore.  She also manages to integrate something new every week that I despise. This week’s torture: sideways bear crawls. Ugh. On a more positive note, the rain stopped (!!!!) and we were able to get out for an after work walk, something I find very soothing after an exhausting day at work.

Wednesday
Activity: strength training + after work walk (!!!)
Relevant Stats: 35 minutes
Observations: Everything in my lower body hurt after Tuesday’s session. I decided to focus on my arms, combining all of my least favourite upper body exercises only to spare my legs.  I succeeded in killing my arms, to the point where carrying my bag back from the gym felt like a workout.  But the big win was a second after-work walk of the week! This hasn’t happened since October. The only thing that could’ve made me more excited would’ve been a celebratory donut. Don’t worry, I abstained…but I promise you it was challenging since our walk took us right past our favourite bakery. Mmmm, donuts.

Thursday
Activity: strength training
Relevant Stats: 40 min.
Observations: It was back to legs to spare my arms. I’m sensing a pattern here.  My big win was upping my prowler weight to 120 lbs in between sets of kettle bell side lunges and weighted single leg squats. My legs are not going to be pleased with me tomorrow. Honestly, sometimes I wonder what it would be like to not have half of my body in pain every single day of the week.

Friday
Activity: strength training(ish)
Relevant Stats: 35 min.
Observations: It’s somehow fitting that at the end of what I’ve deemed the longest week ever, I had what felt like the longest workout ever (even though it clearly was not).  I had little energy left in the tank for this workout. It could be because I left it until 2:30. It could be that I’ve overdone it other days this week. Or it could just be that it’s Friday and I’m done and I’m more than ready for the weekend.

On that note, I’m outta here. I’ve got some friends to see, some donuts to eat, some wine to drink, and some relaxing to do. Maybe, just maybe this weekend I’ll manage to fit in a workout…but no promises on that if this rain continues. Happy weekend y’all.

 

TWIR #90: Ho-ho-holiday workouts

Can you believe it’s the last TWIR of 2017? I can’t. Before I get all sad about the holiday season rapidly coming to a close, I’m just going to move right along into this week’s workout summary. I wish I could say I busted my butt more, especially since my sugar intake drastically increased this week, but at least I was able to fit in a few ho-ho-holiday workouts. Let’s see what I got up to.

Saturday
Activity: park workout!!!!!
Relevant Stats: 4.3 km of running (!!!!) + some intervals
Observations: One thing I learned pre-Christmas was that my posture while wrapping gifts is NOT appreciated by my lower back. The running didn’t both it at all, but it wasn’t having any side lunges, single-legged squats or anything else where form was critical to avoiding pain. Still the sun was shining, it was cold (my favourite temperature for running) and I didn’t slip on any of the many ice patches, so this was a workout victory.

Sunday
Activity: planned rest day
Relevant Stats: home for the holidays!
Observations: We flew home to my parents’ place to celebrate Christmas. This meant a lot of sitting on our butts, followed by a lot of delicious BX Cider (that we had shipped to my parents for Christmas), followed by a lot of quality time on our asses basking in the glow of my parents’ epic Christmas decorations. Also, there may have been a few baked goods consumed.

Monday 
Activity: Christmas day strength training
Relevant Stats: 45 minutes
Observations: I cobbled together a pretty good at-home workout if I do say so myself. I found a wooden stool that my parents use to reach tall cupboards and turned it into a make-shift box for step ups. I unearthed my parents’ free weights from the storage room. I even had a festive Christmas tree for a backdrop. It was all coming together nicely…until I realized that working out barefoot on carpet totally messes with my alignment. Suddenly even the basics were causing me pain again. You can’t win ’em all.

Tuesday 
Activity: strength training + arctic walk
Relevant Stats: 40 min. workout + 1.6 km walk
Observations: In a word, it was bloody cold out. I believe it was something to the tune of -30 with the windchill. We put in a valiant effort but a walk of any significant distance just wasn’t happening.  We did, however, make it to the local Goodlife gym, for which we had bought 2 week memberships. The biggest shock: no kettle bells!!!!! Why even have a gym if you aren’t going to have kettle bells? It’s more common than you think, and it annoys the hell out of me every time.

Wednesday 
Activity: strength training
Relevant Stats: 35 min. strength training + holiday clearance shopping
Observations: We made it back to Goodlife for a short workout, which was fine, but the real highlight of the day was heavily discounted Christmas decorations. We scored some new decor for next year’s Christmas for 50% off. However, we were sad to discover that we were too late to score the epically discounted Lindt Candy Cane Lindors. Sadly, they had already been scooped up by more eager post-holiday shoppers.

Thursday 
Activity: semi-planned rest day
Relevant Stats: the longest trip from Calgary to Vancouver ever
Observations: I considered a basement workout at home, but ultimately the timing just didn’t work out. Instead, we spent a total of six hours travelling from Calgary to Vancouver, which seems insane given that the flight time is about an hour and twenty minutes.  First, our cab arrived early, which meant an early arrival to the airport. Then, our flight was delayed by a half hour which turned out to be an hour when we sat on the tarmac waiting to be de-iced. Somehow, despite an hour’s delay we ended up arriving in Vancouver an hour and a half late. I have no idea how that happened and I’m still scratching my head over it.

Friday 
Activity: strength training
Relevant Stats: 45 min.
Observations: It’s safe to say that five days of sugar and carb consumption had caught up with me by today. I woke feeling sluggish and, for lack of a better description, yuck. To absolve me of my sins I forced myself to do prowler chest presses AND prowler supermans, the combination of which will surely leave my upper body immobile tomorrow. Sigh.

Although the holidays are a great time for indulgence, this week has definitely left me feeling firmly committed to continuing with my low-sugar, low-carb lifestyle once New Years is over. Until then, I’ll continue to load my body with all sorts of awful things and deal with the sluggishness. On that positive note, wishing you all a happy weekend to round out 2017.