Oh hey, I’m still around! I’m so sorry I haven’t been around for the past few months. After injuring myself in late June and missing so much fun-ness over the summer, things got a bit crazy…
July was pretty same same, we had a rad Ladies of the Trails night at Salomon West Van, and Jay and I went to a family reunion at Manning Park where we decided to test my ankle and run up and down Frosty Mountain. Spoiler alert – that was a really bad idea for the body, but so good for the soul.
But then August, August was INSANE. Why you may ask? Well, we decided to buy a house and move to Squamish. Yep, you read that right!
For the past 6.5 yrs I’ve joked that Jay false advertised himself as a runner on his dating profile. (Did you know we met on Plenty of Fish back in the winter of 08/09?)
On Saturday, he fully proved me wrong, running his first ultramarathon, the KneeKnacker from Horseshoe Bay to Deep Cove. Jay got the full ultra experience, complete with puking, cramping, and blisters. He never thought of quitting and finished in 6:52. I couldn’t be prouder of my non-runner husband, and now I have a “Klassen family time” to beat next time my name gets drawn in the KK lottery.
He has yet to upload the pictures yet (or maybe I totally suck as a stand-in photographer, and captured nothing useable…) But I did want to check in with you guys and let you know how the day went, for both sides of the Klassens.
Check out the worry on my face, and the not so happy Jay face. Uh oh…
Monday and Tuesday were bad yes. Wednesday I forced myself out the door, had a super productive day, and capped it off with a coffee visit with one of my besties in the evening. Exactly what I needed. Yes, I would rather be catching up with her, as we chase each other up and down the mountains, but the friendship boost is still there, on or off the trails.
Thursday was another good day with another friendship boost from another bestie, this time coupled by some pool running.
And then I put my running shoes on Thursday late afternoon, and, drumroll please…
Man, when I hit rock bottom, I sure hit rock bottom.
My food/eating is ridiculously terrible. My sleep is sub-par. My motivation level to be productive is basically nil. I’ve strugggggggled to get out of bed this week. And then today, I argued with myself about getting groceries, and finally said fine, as long as I bought some kind of treat for myself. Ice cream sandwiches. Which I really don’t need or deserve.
But then it gets worse. I have a confession to make. I basically ran and hid from someone I recognized from the running world today in the grocery store. Continue reading →
I don’t want to talk about my ankle at all. I don’t want to talk about the fact that KneeKnacker is ONE WEEK away. I don’t want to constantly hear the sympathetic song and dance from fellow runners. I’m so effing tired of being the injured kid on the sidelines not getting to jump in and play with their friends. I’ve actually completely avoided telling anyone about the injury, and only talking about it when it comes up in conversation. I’m not going to lie to anyone, you know that’s not me. But, at the same extent, I just don’t want to talk about it anymore. Even with avoiding it, I’m still having to talk about it multiple times a day. That’s the first world problem of A) not having any friends that aren’t runners, and B) having amazing and caring and wonderful people as friends. I obviously appreciate the care and concern, I just can’t handle the constant conversation and reminder of the fact that I’m not running right now, barely walking without pain, and the chances of me running in my goal race for 2015, a race so special to me, the KneeKnacker is slim to none.
I’m not sure I wrote about it in detail, last summer was SO busy, and I was so gutted to cancel everything we had to cancel (Colorado, Utah, Jasper, K3) but last year, end of June, I was faced with a very similar circumstance to right now.
Last year, I had to cancel my K3 stage race, but I still thought I could do the road trip to Jasper and Kananaskis Country. I struggled and stressed and worried my little tush off, until I finally, at the last possible moment I had to say no, I just couldn’t go. It broke my heart to let my friends down, and to not be able to participate to any degree.
And now, this year, I’m in pretty much the exact same position, and it sucks balls.
Sigh. Normally when I go quiet on social media it’s because I’m swamped with work and just don’t have time to sit down. But, this time, it really isn’t the case, at all. It’s actually a relatively quiet work time, and the real reason I’m quiet, and trust me, I’ve even been quiet with friends and family, only responding to texts but not really talking to anyone at all.
So not me, right? But, there’s a reason. A pretty darn good reason, I’d say. On Wednesday I jinxed myself. My friend Craig and I were heading out to do a Hanes Valley loop, which Craig had never done, and here I am blabbing away about how you don’t want to get hurt out there, since there’s no shortcuts, you’re just far out, etc etc. And down I go. Just after crossing the main Lynn Creek crossing, I slipped, fell, twisted my right foot/ankle, and fell on top of myself. JINXED.
Signed onto Facebook this morning, and pretty much the very first thing I see…”1 month till KneeKnacker!”
Well, shit. I didn’t realize that it was that soon. It’s really hard to grasp that it’s almost mid-June already. I feel like this entire 2015 has just flown by. Especially since the beginning of March. It’s just nuts. And the biggest issue I have is that it’s super easy to just do the day-to-day stuff, and before you know it, a week has gone by and you’ve accomplished nothing really. Or you have so many grand plans for the upcoming weeks or months, but without a plan, a serious, detailed plan, it’s super easy to blink and those weeks have passed already and your to-do list is still just a list because you haven’t moved forward step-by-step.
Which brings us to where I’m at with KneeKnacker. It’s just a month away and while I had grand plans for this year’s training, I feel like I’ve lost a ton of time and only accomplish so much…
Today apparently is National Running Day, and while I missed the memo and actually took today off from running, I did think it was the perfect opportunity to fill you in on how amazing the community of women in the “Ladies of the Trails” has grown and developed.
It all started with wanting to share my love of trail running with my road running friends and show them they could do it too, way back in July of 2013. Now, our community is 637 women strong on Facebook! 637 local Vancouver women, which is fricken AMAZING!
I touched on it in my last post, briefly discussing how I’ve realized recently that my goals for 2015 aren’t very realistic or attainable. What a hard concept to grasp. Our brains don’t always comprehend the truths of our body. Which can be a good thing, and a bad thing.
My brain didn’t catch up to my body until this past weekend. My brain honestly thought that I just needed to build a little bit of a base and could jump back into racing, as the same runner I was before.
I guess my brain didn’t realize just how much things have changed for me. I still believe in the age old “you’ll come back stronger and smarter then before”, I just don’t quite know how I’ll find the OLD Solana.