Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Monday – rest day – I rode the computrainer for 30 minutes. Light watts.
Then the depression hit. The joy of the bipolar, I guess. Tuesday and Wednesday I struggled to leave the house (read: I didn’t) but I did managed to ride both days, light watts, nothing long. Still, I think getting the exercise in helped with the depression, because by Thursday I was returning to normal – a little bruised emotionally, but getting there – I didn’t get Thursday’s tempo in, but I did get out for a run with Neb. It was really good mentally to get that done.
I was actually pretty proud of myself – generally when I get depressed exercise goes out the window, but I was able to really commit to good self-care and continue to work out through it.
Friday I took as a rest day, and Saturday I went out to Hilton Falls for a 2.5 hour trail run.
Which didn’t work so well. I wore my microspikes, since it has snowed a bit and I figured the trails would have ice under the snow – but I was sliding around a lot. The microspikes were being a pain, I had to keep adjusting them. I never went over on my ankle, but at 45 minutes in it was really starting to hurt. I decided to hike it back and to do my long run on Sunday. Towards the end of my hike back, I thought I’d try running again – ouch. I think I only ran 430 metres before deciding that was a bad idea.
Sunday the ankle was still quite sore – dusting the apartment and cleaning the kitchen in the morning set it off, so I reluctantly decided that a run wasn’t in the cards. Bah! I need to be getting in my long runs! But it will be fine. Absurdly, perhaps, given my lack of experience at the distance, I am not worried about finishing the 50 miler at Sulphur – I am worried about how long it will take me. If I could run a 50k race on a long run of 12k a few years ago, I’m way ahead of the curve for the 50 miler, and I’ve got plenty of time to get in other good long runs. But how fast will I be? Absurd to worry about with my first one, but I am a professional worrier and I need something for my soul to gnaw on….that or I need more Ativan hahahahaha. Seriously though, Saphris has been a great med for me, and Lamotrigine continues to plug away, but I do have more anxiety on Saphris. Seroquel I wasn’t as anxious on, but I gained about 40lbs and was constantly sedated. You can’t have everything, I guess.
Edit for pics from Saturday!