Running Wogging & the Glass Half Full

Previously on Running Wogging & the Glass Half Full- We were finishing up a review - Oh, and I had this brilliant idea to head out on a short RUN so I could finalize my thoughts on the SmartWool Running Lite-Micro.  I'd been taking the week off from running due to a seemingly small injury to my calf. But couldn't bare the thought of another day down without running.  Who cares that my actual out the door time was 9:20pm, I was ready. Warm-up walk out the neighborhood felt good. Music told me it was time (socks felt fabulous) I ran. I stopped. Pain is still there. I cried. Then I laughed. Did I really just CRY because I couldn't excercise? I laughed at myself again.  I don't get it- I'm from a long line of strong women- German-Norweigan stock- We don't get sick- We don't get tired- We do whatever it takes to get things done. What do I do now? I decided to walk.  Tears still coming down, looking for the ha...

When I first started running, one of the first words of advice was buy 'good' socks. So I did. I went to TJ Maxx instead of Walmart. I obviously had no idea what 'good' socks meant. I have since been further educated on the whole sock matter- And can honestly say: "Socks matter!" I am by no means an authority on the subject- this review serves as a gentle guide and personal description- and as you will see, is by no means exhaustive, as only two brands will be reviewed today. Feel free to message me for my address, to send me samples of YOUR favorites to try! HA! But I digress- Here's a few thoughts. - Feetures brand- Feetures Elite socks were my first try at a performance running sock. I actually bought them, right on the spot, when trying on running shoes at Brown's. I needed a 'try-on' sock- they pulled out the Feeture s- I have to say, this was an eye opener. For the first time, my feet felt good. I was hooked....

Last night I heard news that my sweet friend Katie has a hip fracture from running. I cried for her last night. What is it about this sport that makes you so in-tune with others' pain, victories, mile-stones, struggles- An unspoken comradre. I even find myself secretly cheering runners on, as I drive past them randomly running on the street- wishing I too were out running. What is it about running that makes it so precarious- I KNOW the answer- But still can't help but ask WHY? I am reminded that we are but dust. Last night, I used my elliptical because the dull pain in the back of my calf is still there- I will be careful- I will use my old time of 14-15 minutes per mile to simulate a run. It was ok. I did not have pain. I am thankful- I have decided this is what must be done to fully heal. I saw this quote on pinterest a few weeks ago before it had meaning- If you can run- will you? Run one for me- Run one for Katie- I will be the one wistfu...

SO --- I'ts been Saturday since I even "walked". I say "walked" sarcastically because it was only a mile or so, and very leisurely, as I had my kids in tow. I'm a bit stressed. And when I get stressed I eat mini chocolates (I like to eat foods that are "in season" and being as it's almost Holloween--you get the picture) Oh, and I like to drink Coffee - I went 3 times one day last week- (and THAT is to keep this economy going- I always support our local Durango Joes & an occasional big Corp Starbucks It's time for an intervention. I need a Back Up Plan. Let me re-phrase that- I need to DO my back up plan. Don't get me wrong, I'm full of great intentions, and ideas- but somehow implementing said plan is proving next to impossible. I will never take running for granted again . I WILL appreciate my broccoli and cheese lunch I WILL revel in the wonder that is my elliptical I WILL drink water, and lots of i...

Well, it's happened. I have an injury. I've been in denial for about 2 weeks now, just running through the pain. My Friday run confirmed it. This weird limp /jog that simply would not shake, solidified by pain even when I walk. I am concerned that if I run this week, bad things will happen. With a Saturday run out of the question, it's time to get creative. I bribed the kids with the the camelback- Molly was game- Riley and Kate needed some coaxing, but I persuaded them. We were off to Kiwanis. Why don't I do this more often? We walked, and talked, we laughed, we played. *sigh* I am happy. I walk the park while the kiddos just clown around. They are beautiful. I have to snap some photos.   

3:29am That when I started my run today- Why so early? Had to- my goal was 12, and at a 13-15 minute pace, my run time would be 3 hours. By 6:30 this Cinderella turns into a pumpkin- I mean-mommy and has to get hubby and kiddos out the door. Like last night, I was indifferent, the run was like work you had to do- it felt weird. Headphones- check I pod- check Snacks- check Camelback- Check I was mildly intrigued by this last piece of gear, it was new- and new means fun- right? So off we go- Out the door, the warm-up walk begins- WHAT'S THAT SOUND??!! This sound can only be described as the sound you hear when your tummy's sick, but your mom pumps you chock full of fluids and pepto anyway. Soon all you hear is a gurgle of a sound that says bad things are coming- That is what my camelback had in mind as entertainment and conversation today- Oh no, no, no- that is not going to work, That- glug, glug, glug, glug, glug, with every step would NOT acc...