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My first zero-mile weeks.
The past two weeks have been rough — on the marathon training front and beyond.
Weeks 10 and 11 of New York City Marathon training should’ve been my highest-mileage weeks thus far, but instead I didn’t run a single mile. Not only that, but I didn’t do much of anything. My Crohn’s continues to flare — and it’s getting a little worse each week, unfortunately — and during Week 10 I threw a surprise wisdom tooth surgery into the mix. It felt a lot like being kicked when I was already down, but the surgery recovery wasn’t terrible, and my mouth feels much better now than it did before surgery. We’ll count that as a victory!
Then, I spent Week 11 in Paris, which sounds amazing and lovely and wonderful and dreamy, and at times it was, but for the most part, I was uncomfortable and spent a lot of time agonizing over finding the next nearby bathroom.
So fitness-wise, there’s not much to recap from the past two weeks, but it’s tradition now, so here goes…
Monday, September 19: Yoga (75 minutes)
In spite of having a ton of still-mysterious-at-that-point jaw pain and a crazy headache, I willed myself to yoga in hopes that it might make me feel better. It didn’t, but it was nice to move around a little.
Tuesday, September 20: REST
Wisdom tooth surgery! I spent the day drugged, delirious, and sleeping.
Wednesday, September 21: REST
Post-surgery. No movement.
Thursday, September 22: REST
I wanted to be OK enough to go to yoga or something. I wasn’t.
Friday, September 23: REST
Again, I was hoping to make it to a yoga class at some point, but that didn’t happen. I did, however, go to an Anthropologie near me to get stuff for Paris and cried when the sales associate wouldn’t let me use their bathroom. (Thank you to the kind people at the Ulta next door with the big, beautiful, available restroom.)
Saturday, September 24: REST
Another day, another failed attempt to make it to yoga. But, again, I went shopping, because I don’t own a “light jacket” and wanted one for the trip. So I went to J.Crew and, naturally, I found myself mid-shop and in need of a bathroom immediately. I asked the sales girl if I could pretty please use their employee restroom because, “It’s an emergency, and I wouldn’t ask if it weren’t, and I have Crohn’s disease, and I know the closest restroom is at Bloomingdale’s, but I am not going to make it, and I promise I’m going to buy stuff when I’m done.” She said she wasn’t allowed to let me use it, and I begged and started to get tears in my eyes (ugh), and she said she’d “ask her manager,” and I basically just followed her and used the bathroom anyway. And then she waited outside for me the whole time I was in there, which is not embarrassing at all.
Sunday, September 25: REST
I hoped to go to yoga or something before our nighttime flight to Paris, but that didn’t happen. Bummer.
In sad summary…
RUN DAYS: 0
CROSS-TRAINING DAYS: 1
REST DAYS: 6
TOTAL MILEAGE: 0 miles.
TOTAL ICE CREAM: One little carton of Talenti. I didn’t even want it, but after getting my wisdom teeth out, ice cream was pretty much all I could handle. It was the Belgian Chocolate flavor. I would’ve preferred mint chocolate chip.
TOTAL ALCOHOL: Three glasses of wine at the airport on Sunday. I know I shouldn’t drink when I’m flaring because alcohol has all kinds of inflammatory properties, but I feel best when I’m a little buzzed, TBH. So screw it. It calms my mind and body, it seems.
What went great: I made it to one yoga class! I am basically superhuman.
Where I need to improve: In my intestines.
Motivational quote that best summarizes Week 10 of training: “Turtle.” —Alison Feller on Laughing Gas
Monday, September 26: REST
Tuesday, September 27: REST
Wednesday, September 28: REST
Unless riding little cruiser bikes around Versailles counts?
Thursday, September 29: REST
Friday, September 30: REST
Spent the day on an airplane. Used the bathroom 8+ times in the air. Lovely.
Saturday, October 1: REST
Also constipated from all the cheese and stuff in Paris, apparently. Do you know what’s worse than having a Crohn’s flare? Having a Crohn’s flare and being constipated. So much pain. So uncomfortable.
Sunday, October 2: Yoga (60 minutes)
I made it to yoga! A miracle! I needed to try and do something, so I made my way to Lyons Den and survived a 60-minute class. Some poses are uncomfortable on my stomach (like Floor Bow, ouch), but I was thrilled to not have to leave the room and use the bathroom at any point. And it sure beat sitting at home on the couch (or toilet) and crying.
And Week 11 in sad summary…
RUN DAYS: 0
CROSS-TRAINING DAYS: 1
REST DAYS: 6
TOTAL MILEAGE: 0 miles.
TOTAL ICE CREAM: Some vanilla ice cream shoved into the middle of some profiteroles. #noregrets
TOTAL ALCOHOL: A decent amount. I drank champagne pretty regularly while we were in Paris, and it was the best I felt during the whole trip.
What went great: I made it to one yoga class again! It wasn’t the 20 miles I was supposed to run, but it did feel a little victorious.
Where I need to improve: In my intestines, and probably on my outlook, which has become increasingly dark-cloudy.
Motivational quote that best summarizes Week 11 of training: “In order to fail, you have to try.” —Alison Feller on Laughing Gas
#TBT to when training was great. Remember?!
HERE’S HOPING WEEKS 12 AND BEYOND INCLUDE SOME ACTUAL RUNNING. Stay tuned.
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