Another Day, Another Run

Today was one of those days that my legs felt like lead, but I promised myself I could end my run after 3.5 miles. I pushed through, and made it to 4.67 miles, with 32 minutes at varying elevations. The last mile was the easiest, effortwise, though it was the fastest and with the most elevation.

Although I've put off going to the doc to have a look at the cyst on my thyroid. I don't know if that is what is making me so tired all the time, but if it's fixable, I hope that's the case. I'm tired of being tired with no reason. When I get a full night's sleep, I am usually exhausted again by 11 am. Then I perk up after lunch, especially if I get a nap, and get overly sleepy again in the afternoon.

It's even harder dragging myself to work out when I feel like I've been wrung out most of the day. It's so much easier to nap, or sit quietly watching tv and napping from time to time.

Injury and Workout

So this week has been a little slower than expected. Monday was promising. I did my normal weights routine(Sculpt 1-2) with a little more weight on biceps, and took Chloe on a short walk. Tuesday I had a great interval run, with 1 minute interval of slower running, 1 minute of running at about .5mph faster, and 30 seconds at .4 mph faster or more sprints. I finished 6.04 miles.

On the other hand, I also fell down the stairs on my back. I felt okay but sore on Tuesday. Wednesday I felt bad; my back (and upper butt) was throbbing with little with little provocation. I took Wednesday as a rest day.

Yesterday, Thursday, I went to run because my soreness was only bothering me if I bumped my bruised bits. I walked for a little while, but when I started to run, by bruised bits started to wiggle up and down as I ran. Running wasn't too bad except for the pain as I hit the treadmill step after step. I ended up walking about 3.2 miles, much of it at an increasing incline.

I've come to the end of this week with a conclusion: I need to add more calcium to my diet. If I can fall this easily during my early thirties I need to have hips of virtual steel for my old age. Clumsiness is such a curse.