|Me, just after crossing the finish line on the football field at Oregon State!|
You might recall me yammering on a while back about my torn glute. Come to find out, everything tightened, which led to the tear, because of my aggravated sciatic nerve. The tear has healed, I am still battling a severely tight calf, and my sciatic nerve will not calm down. This nerve....has a lot of nerve! It's something I have battled for many years now, on and off. Especially when my children were small, and I carried them around a lot. I don't even have to run in order to set it off. One time, when we still lived in Cincinnati, I took a casserole out of the oven. That's all it took. That bend over, lift, twist motion had me living with a jacked up back for the next six weeks. (I know what you're thinking. That must have been some casserole! It was.)
With all that being said, I'm letting my sciatica issue have a break. Running, even walking, seems to really irritate it. Instead, I've shifted to garage workouts, which seems to not bother my back/butt much. I mostly feel weak in the back (or irritation) during push ups. The days we have a lot of push ups to do, I cut back a bit compared to what I could do in my pre-injury days. My husband has gone to great lengths to provide a wonderful home gym, and I'm taking advantage of it. When I realized my schedule was going to drastically change due to finishing my degree, I cancelled my gym membership and promptly ordered Insanity. Yes, the one you see advertised on TV. It. Is. A. Killer. Workout! Holy moose balls, does it make you sweat like a mother. We also try to squeeze in a P90X workout or two each week for strength training.
We also decided 2013 is the year to finally finish our backyard (AKA: the pea gravel pit). I have spent the past few weekends shoveling gravel and rocks until my hands ache to the point of not being able to grip a pen come Monday morning. We have moved slab stones back and forth so many times I've lost count. I no longer care to hear the words "retaining wall", "shovel", "hoe", "sunscreen", "back fill", "dirt", "Home Depot", or "rocks". I am complaining because my shoulders and arms are killing me, as well as having swollen, raw fingertips (even though I wear thick leather gloves while working), but what great cross training! And we're going to have an amazing pond once it's all said and done.
There are some evenings I simply cannot squeeze in a workout. I'm taking 14 credits, all of which are very reading and essay heavy. To top it off, I have tight deadlines to get it all done. It takes hours and hours and hours to type it all. Except for the contemporary math class. No essays for that class. That one is just weird, difficult to wrap my brain around, and takes me no less than 30 hours per week just to grasp the concepts. I am not exaggerating or kidding. Sadly, nobody I know has heard of any of the math concepts I'm working on, and that includes a local friend who is a college level math instructor. Sigh. Thank God for youtube videos. Did you know there are math instructors out there who video themselves going over all sorts of math problems? Well, now you do. I start working as soon as I arrive home from dropping the kids off at school, and I don't stop until it's done. There have been many days I work from 8:30am until 10:30pm, and those days really, really blow. It's hard for me to unwind before going to sleep, and I end up dreaming of math equations at night. I keep reminding myself that it's just this term. Only 5 weeks to go! I have to pass each class in order to graduate at the end of this term. I can do it, but that means certain things have to slide. Like some of my workouts. Some, not all.
So, I'm taking this 10 week term to let my butt heal. This has been a longer, more drawn out injury thank I'm accustom to, and the distraction of college coursework has been nice. I will admit, I want to get out of my car and kick people in the shins as I see them running down the road. That's probably not an emotionally healthy thought, but it's how I feel. Right now, I despise them for being able to run while I'm...broken. I have no plans for races this summer or fall. I want to run just to be able to run again. (Will run for coffee!) Once this term is over, I will hop back to it. Until then, I'll be at my desk, typing my life away, or in the garage doing an Insanity/P90X workout.