Full of hope … 

Well, this morning I took my first trip to the gym with the boot. I am being allowed to sub my running miles on the recumbent bike. It leans back and doesn’t put any pressure or weight on your feet. As much as I hate it, it is a life saver. TRULY. I also found a version of P90X modified for people with foot injures and who are required to use a walking boot. Between the two, I have to say, that I had a KICK BUTT work out! Best part ?!?! I had virtually no pain whatsoever in my foot. I am even three days post my last pain meds. Which was a whole plethora of anxiety in and of itself. I hate taking ANYTHING. But the pain in my foot was so bad it was causing nausea and migraines. So needless to say, I took them. 

Boy oh boy, I was super scared this morning. I wasn’t sure how this was all going down, or if any of the modifications would make me feel like I am doing enough to keep this hair-brained idea of mine alive. But it is! I still see that start line in my future. And I am going to do whatever I can to be there and be healthy enough to run that course. Twin Cities Marathon … I am STILL on my way!!!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you are full of hope!!!

I made myself feel better …

So after being given “the boot” on Friday … literally … it pretty much gave me the go ahead to feel bad for myself. This translates into: I GET TO EAT AND DRINK WHATEVER I WANT.

And trust me, I did.

The past 48 hours have not been pretty. But ya know what, I was OK with it. I told myself I could comfort myself with food and drink for the rest of the weekend. Then it has to stop. I am pretty good about turning that switch on and off. I know many people struggle with it even when they have fairly healthy routines. But I firmly believe that I need my indulgent moments. And I take them when I feel I need them. I can’t be good. ALL. THE. TIME. So every once in a while I do let myself indulge, and it makes my regular healthful habits not seem so confining and RIDGID. It’s a balance. One where my healthy habits are way more frequent, but where periodic indulgences have their place too.

So often we find enjoyment and comfort in food. Donuts will always remind me of my childhood. For me there is no other “comfort food” that compares to a jelly donut. Everyone has “their thing”, and boy oh boy, if it’s not a regular happenstance, it is such a treat when you have it. I know it certainly is for me.

Needless to say, I had a few donuts this weekend. And although they were just a bunch of empty calories I didn’t need, they sure did serve their purpose. And tomorrow … so will the gym.

Well, I hope you all had a day where you made yourself feel better!!!

I’m having a little fun with it …

I decided to bring some silliness into this whole foot dilemma of mine. I have named my boot. Yep. I named it and made it male. It’s my version of a “Flat Stanley”. If you aren’t familiar with “Flat Stanley”,it’s a children’s book by Jeff Brown and illustrated by Tomi Ungerer. It’s about a little boy who is flattened and is now able to be sent, via mail, all over the world to visit people. “Flat Stanley” is replicated in classrooms where by children make versions of their Stanley and send them all over the world to various relatives and friends who take photographs with them. It’s a cute idea, so I copied it. When I realized just how much time this boot and I are going to be spending together, I figured, why not? 

I am really hoping that my boot adventure ends on October 4 as I stand at the start line of the Twin Cities Marathon. I have trained so hard these past few months. I refuse to believe that having taken two steps off my porch took me out. So I am staying positive and not giving up. My plan is to still train, without running, until I’m cleared by my Ortho. I am hopeful that this will be some time in August. Regardless, it’s going to take a lot to get me to that start line. And I am hoping that a little extra laughter will carry me all the way.

So that is how the idea of Bob the Boot was born. In just 24 hours we have already been to an Angel’s baseball game, had a shopping trip to the mall and we also happened to stumble upon a crime scene. NO JOKE! Photographs taken, of course. Boy oh boy, I can only imagine where Bob and Jen’s WILD ADVENTURE will take us next!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you have a little fun with it!!!

If the shoe fits …

I headed off this morning to get a small boot for my foot. It was to keep my foot stable until I see the ortho. Well. I didn’t get a boot. I got a post-op shoe. It’s basically a Velcro shoe that looks like a duck foot. It is the most unstable thing I have ever walked in. It’s also WAY too big for my foot and the heel is loose. I am pretty sure that if I have to walk in this thing for any length of time that I will end up worse off than I started. Needless to say, I am not happy … and I let them know.

Well, I hope you all have a day where THE SHOE actually does FIT!!!

I really didn’t want to hear that … 

Stress fracture.

Stress. Fracture. 

STRESS fracture. 


Fractura por estrés.


Fracture de stress.


Nope. No matter how you say it, it still doesn’t sound any better.

Well, I hope you all had a day where you didn’t say, “I really didn’t want to hear that”!!!

Waiting and wondering … 

I got to spend a lovely (note sarcasm) morning and early afternoon at the doctor this morning. I rarely have a problem when I go, but today was honestly a cluster of craziness. I was there for an eternity. The appointment scheduled for me was actually two days ago, despite me confirming that it was today. Twice. This wasn’t the only thing that went haywire either. But it’s just too much to write about. Ever.

The worst part is that I still don’t have any concrete answers about my foot. HUFF. All I know is that HOURS after my run Saturday my foot started hurting. It was so painful I thought my foot was going to fall off. It has been tender ever since. And by “tender” I mean it HURTS LIKE HECK. My x-rays today revealed no definite stress fracture (YAY) … but there is a “haziness” in the area of my pain (HUH?!?!). I guess “haziness” is usually an indicator of a stress fracture. Go figure, my body can’t be diagnosed straight up. It has to be difficult. Again … HUFF.

The only good part of this whole thing is that my doctor told me I can continue my marathon training even in a cast as long as I stick to the stationary bike for leg work. That is pretty darn reasonable of him, if you ask me.

So what’s next without a diagnosis? Well, my x-rays are being sent off for further evaluation by an ortho who deals with feet. If they can’t make a concrete diagnosis based on the films then I’ll probably be sent for an MRI or CT scan. Until then, I am left thinking about cast color choices. For the record, l’ll be going with pink. Again … again … HUFF!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you aren’t left waiting and wondering!!!