j-lyn's corner

Backpacked out of the yurt. Ben sat on the sled f ull of stuff on the steep parts and I pushed him down the trail. What fun. :) Heavy snowfall.

Took my first fall on ice today. Came down on a smooth patch, which somehow managed to shred my knee and my pants and give my a goose egg on my elbow. Ouch. I sat down and cried, all bloody and hurt, and then about 45 sec later got up and ran the last 4 miles home. I'm getting good at compartmentalizing pain, I just have to allow myself to revel in it before I can put it away.

 Dimple Dell is an ice rink. Just FYI. 

Girls club fun! I was 30 min late (guess what, I got lost trying to find a trail head right off Wasatch Blvd. I'm so awesome.) but we still got 5 hours in. 3800 feet gain. I had to hike all hills for the first  2.5 hours, anytime I'd start breathing hard my chest would constrict and freak me out and remind me of pneumonia.... I don't think I'm ready to breathe hard again yet. Strangely after 2.5 hours I felt great, stopped coughing, and was even able to run up some of the hills. I apparently just needed 2.5 hours of coughing, hacking, snot-rocketing to warm up and start enjoying myself.

I wore the nasty old school rough wool socks, which rubbed the bottoms of my feet a little raw. I know it's wrong, but I enjoyed that pain a little. I also chaffed off some of my ankle bone skin, which I could feel through the rough sock, but it didn't hurt much. Between all that, the coughing, and the messed up knee from when I fell on the ice on Monday... I'm in awesome shape! Haha.

I couldn't walk after (stupid knee). Went to see my good ol' chiro, a couple knee adjustments later, 2 bouts of cold laser therapy, 1 round of e-stim, and a few rounds of ice and it's stiff but not awfully painful. I can at least resume walking and not look like a penguin. I am under strict orders to continue care and bail on the 15 I had planned for Thursday, especially if I want to run Fri, Sat, and Sun...

Ran 7 at dimple dell. Wanted to quit after 0.5. Thought I was going to do some sort of tempo run.... until I was reminded of the fresh snow, the wind, the current snow fall, and the ankle-breaking ice chunks underneath powder. I wasn't feeling it, blah blah blah, but ironically my knee felt all better. So something good came. Super slow, 1.5 hours for just 7 miles. blech.