Not my day

Today was not my day.

I should have known when I was woken up at like 3:30am with a terrible charley horse in my calf.

Work was not great. We've been having network and internet issues for a week or two now and this morning the internet was running as slow as molasses. Very frustrating considering I was trying to create over 20 Google Spreadsheets. By the time the afternoon rolled around I was antsy. I realized that I think it's because today I had nothing scheduled. And I didn't even have an impromptu meeting with my boss or anything. It was literally me. In my cubicle. In front of my computer. Seems like ripe conditions to make anyone go mad!

So, I come home excited to go for a run and put the work day behind me. I'd had a glass of milk and a banana, so I thought my calf wouldn't give me any problems.

Before I headed out I brushed my hand on the back of one of the kitchen chairs and it cut me/maybe gave me a sliver. I ignored it, put on my sneakers and headed out.

I've been doing this plan I got from Self magazine that is supposed to help you loose 10 pounds in 5 weeks (if you follow all the directions. I'm not so good at only eating the recommended amount of calories). Today's cardio was to do intervals. Sprint for 8 seconds at level 10 (10 is the highest), then back down for 12 seconds at level 6 for 20 minutes. (This exercise is impossible to do at the gym -- you have to do it outside -- the machines just don't react that quickly). And this week I was to add hills or carry weights, etc. Since I live in the Kettle Moraine, I thought I'll just go around the neighborhood instead of running on the Eisenbahn (a paved railroad track that is flat).

So, I head out, start the warm-up walk. After about 5 minutes it's time to sprint. So, I kick up the pace and BAM. Excruciating thigh pain. I thought about turning around but I didn't. I was determined that this exercise was happening. I did the best I could, but it wasn't great. I thought that maybe my muscle would warm up and I'd be fine. Wrong. So, I could really only jog -- sprinting just caused too much pain. Worse, I couldn't even jog the whole time. I was really sucking wind and I just thought, it's not worth it. So, I walked. I was out there exercising for 30 minutes at least, but it was disappointing.

Oh, the other thing is that I keep a Post-It in my iPod arm carrier with the combination to the lock I use at the gym. Two weeks ago, I noticed it was gone. And since I'd been running outside for a bit, I completely spaced on the combo. Luckily Rob has the exact same lock with the exact same combination. So, he gave it to me again last week. (It took 2 weeks of me going to the gym before I remembered to ask -- after a desperate text plea for help). I wrote it on a bright pink Post-It and stuck it in the arm band thing. Well, when I started to sprint -- it came out and flew behind me! I went back to pick it up because I didn't want to litter. But I thought, well, that location isn't going to work for this run. So, I stuck it in my bra. Despite having taken a shower, I now have a little pink square on my chest. Apparently Post-It coloring will come off with sweat.

I looked up online and I think I have the symptoms where you should apply heat not ice. Of course, the dual cold/hot pack I had was in the freezer. I put it in boiling water but it's just a little over room temperature. It's just really not my day!