My husband broke his toe.
Not the one he dropped the bottle of wine on. The other one.
Actually, my daughter stepped on it. It was not a good time. Both toe incidents brought him to his knees. When the wine incident happened, I heard a yell then I came upon my husband on the floor with all this red stuff around him I thought was blood. Brittany also dropped to the floor to prevent an all-out faint. Good times. But back to the toe, the broken one. If I thought you'd enjoy seeing a picture of a swollen toe compared to a non-swollen toe, I would show you. Because I took one. But I think that would pretty much make me vomit somehow, if I had to see that on your blog, so I'm not going to do that to you. Especially on a Monday morning.
The sad thing is that it has limited his running somewhat. Mostly that's sad for me, because I really enjoy having his company on the weekend long runs. This weekend, I ran ten miles. He joined me around mile six after already having run five miles in a different location. But by then, his toe was killing him, his IT band was acting up (old running injury), and frankly, he brought me a lot of negative energy. He ran one mile with me before calling home for a ride, and I think he made a wise decision to not push on.
Not all negative energy though, because somewhere in that mile we ran together he looked at me and told me how well I was doing and how proud he is of me. Sigh ... melted my heart. When you're having a bad run like he was, its not easy to praise someone else, so THAT was the good energy that carried me through those final miles. Love that guy, broken toes and all.
I wanted to take a picture of these cattails so I stopped briefly just after mile 8.5, and I didn't know it at the time but my running app (which notifies me of every 0.5 miles run) got paused somehow. I was running and running and thinking, pwah, this is one long half-mile! I had probably run over ten miles when I finally took the phone out to check. Oi!!!
I planned my nutrition much better this week. I am trying to keep a careful record of the fuel especially pre and post-runs. I've been doing a lot of research and tried a couple of new recipes. I think the best thing I came across, well two best things actually, was Sarah's blog and a running nutrition book. First, Sarah is a runner and nutritionist living in Vancouver, her blog is about running, but its linked to her nutrition blog and lots of fabulous recipes! She has introduced me to recovery shakes with really weird ingredients like tart cherry juice and kale and hemp hearts, whatever, and quinoa salad. Yep, I hadn't yet jumped on the quinoa wagon, but we had it Friday night as a carb-loader the night before the long run, and it was absolutely awesome. Awesome I tell you!!! I am heading out to buy quinoa in bulk.
OK, so the second best thing I came across and downloaded to my handy dandy kindle was Matt Fitzgerald's book about marathon and half-marathon nutrition. New rules, and lots of food for thought. I'm slowly working my way through this book.
I fuelled the long run with Honeystinger organic energy chews in the orange blossom flavour, which tastes pretty much exactly like Orange Crush pop. They also have cherry cola flavour. Mmmm!! I think I like them better than the GU chomps, because they are tasty and less chompier. But, based on what I was reading, I decided to begin fuelling a little later in the run, at the one hour mark instead of beginning at 20 minutes. You wouldn't do this for every long run, only some of them during training. One of these days though, I need to bring myself to seriously try a gel ...
ANYWAY. I leave you with a peek at the latest recipe in progress, this one from the Runners World cookbook, a spinach-bacon-sweet-potato salad. One thing I've learned for meal-planning is to plan your veggies first, ensuring a red and a green, then plan everything else around that. I used to plan the meat component of supper first. So that's a shift, but a good one. We definitely get our veggies now!!
All for now dear friends. Happy 2nd Monday of Lent!!