Torture Report: Hog Tied & Unstoppable, Sorta

(L): G has let up on the running, thankfully, but now she is on my butt to eat clean and work hard. If it’s not one thing it’s another. I told her that I lost 7 pounds. That did nothing to derail her. It’s probably because she knows it’s just the stress I have been under the last few weeks and she knows I’ll just gain it back when I get back to normal. As if!
So, I have continued walking the beast, otherwise known as my pup, Samson. Now that school is back in session I plan on making that happen 5 days a week again. That makes two of us happy.

So my big workout for the week was my favorite trail in the mountains, Saxon Mountain. I did about 1.5 with the dog prior to taking our hike so I would say we ended up logging 7 miles. It felt great, but the dog was ready to turn around at mile 3. He was done with a capital D. In fact, he was still tired today 2 days later. It’s safe to say he wasn’t prepared for that kind of mileage.

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I am back on the wagon. Granted, I have been hog tied and strapped to the wagon, but I’m on it.

This really should be my motto.
(G) The week I planned of resting up from the Howl and then jumping back in full steam ahead kinda ran out of steam. Thursday I went out for a nice walk in an effort to “ease back in” and everything was great. I thought on Saturday I’d hit the trail and be off to training for the next event in November.
It seems my body has other plans and instead my foot after about 3 miles was less than happy and after 5 on the trail and uneven surfaces was rather cranky. Of course, I am stubborn so I finally quit at 8.
Hmm? It seems the week I gave it to rest wasn’t quite enough. Sunday, I went to the park again (slow learner) and stayed on the grass as it’s a little softer and only walked. This little venture, along with a tight compression sleeve on the footsie, seemed to be more well received.
After much grousing and an attitude adjustment provided by none other than Swaggy J, what was going to be 24 Hours of Running and Boundlessness is turning into a Fall Full of Healing. I tell myself that this is so I can be Unstoppable in 2016. I know, “unstoppable” seems a bit dramatic to me too but when you’re this far away from January we’ll go with it. I fully plan to amend that to something more like: situationally stoic… I’m still working on it.
Soaking up the Epsom Salts.
Instead of running hard, I am walking within reason, hitting the weights hard, stretching A LOT and soaking the piggies in Epsom Salt baths. They like it. And I have scheduled myself out the next three weeks for acupuncture.
Homemade granola. Impressive, right?
This salad is way better than the photo does it justice!
But on the trough scene I have taken a positive turn. Yes, I did say trough because early in the week it seems it was perpetually feeding time for me. And when I need a partner in crime, one of the first people I turn to for help (aka shared misery) is Lowi.
It went something, well exactly, like this. I did edit for other extraneous conversations that occurred simultaneously as not everyone has the patience to follow 6 thoughts and ideas all at once in random order.
G: Ok I need a dietary intervention. I’ve put on weight, I’m hungry all the time and I need to start fresh. I’m not sure what that means but… You in ?
Lowi: I’ve lost 7 pounds! Probably stress!
I’m in.
G: Ok well I don’t know if we need a plan but I always need a partner in these things.
Lowi: Always need a partner!
G: How’s day 2 of not eating junk and stuff going???
Lowi: Day 2 is fine so far.

Then she proceeds to tell me how she hiked A MOUNTAIN and then walked the dog. Umm, who can’t be derailed? Just sayin’

Sunshine & Sarcasm,

Lowi & G

The Torture Report began in January 2014 as a weekly update of our journey to completing a 50-mile race. Since then it’s continued on to become a chronicle of how we try mightily to find fitness, health and sometimes the finish line. We aren’t always successful but we keep showing up and telling you all about it on Tuesdays.

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