I'm Falling Apart

Happy New Year!

I survived. I hope you all did too. I’m not sad to see the money-suck that was 2014 go. The year began with me owing a shit-ton of money in taxes and ended with a $750 water bill for one of the month’s our rental property was vacant. Plus, all the crap in-between. I’ve never had a whole crap year before so I guess I’m doing ok if it’s just happening now. I know it can always be worse and I’m glad the new year is here.

My holidays were nice and low key. I did a lot of movie watching and spending time with friends. Plus, New Year’s Day is my absolute favorite holiday. Everything feels so fresh and I get to sit on the couch and watch the Twilight Zone marathon on SyFy all day.

I look forward to that marathon all year long and it is part of why I love the holiday so much. And to the next person that tells me I can watch Twilight Zone whenever I want on Netflix, it’s not the same!

Anyway, I didn’t run at all in December. I can’t say I missed it. I would tell myself, “I’m going to run tomorrow” and when tomorrow came, I lost any interest. There is something to be said for sitting on the couch for extended periods of time. Now I know why 60% of America doesn’t do any type of fitness. Lazy is awesome. However, hubs and I did discuss our fitness goals and watch the Crossfit Games while eating an ice cream cake which was basically working out.

On Sunday I ran for the first time in over a month. I’m finally over that flu for the most part, even though my cough likes to come back at 4:30 in the morning and keep me company for an hour. I have a race in less than two months so it’s time to get my butt in gear. I didn’t want to get too crazy for my first run so I ran three miles at the gym. My inner thighs and quads were sore for two days. That was a new one.

I don’t want to up my mileage too fast since I’ve been doing a lot of nothing on the exercise front. So on Tuesday, I decided to run two slow miles on my treadmill at home. When I had half a mile to go, my right hip started hurting a bit. By the time I got off the treadmill, I was limping. So now I have an old lady hip and running hates me. Perhaps this t-shirt that my mom got me for Christmas is a little foreshadowing.

Not the best return to running. I’m hoping the hip pain will be gone by this weekend since I need to keep up that running thing if I want to PR that half marathon coming up.