Bumps in the road (or my calf...whatever)

I don't think I've ever been able to do anything worth doing without hitting a few snags; honestly though, who has? I hit one of those snags this week.

Thursday morning, I was motivated (by a swift smack on the back from my husband and my alarm) to get my run on at 5:45. I stretched a little bit before I got on the road, but it wasn't anything major (side note: I never stretch before a night run, no idea why, but I don't. I realize that's bad). Anyway, I did a little stretching and then I was on my way.

I had my Tony Mann Radio playing as I walked out the door and did my typical 5 minute warm up walk, then went on with my 1 minute run/1.5 minue walk training. I was about half a mile from my house when I felt my right calf getting a bit tight. I was in the middle of a run section, so I figured I'd just stretch for minute and a half instead of walking once the run was over.

Didn't work out that way. In mid stride, it felt like someone stabbed a knife in my calf and it stopped me in my tracks.

Now, I've pulled muscles before - so I knew that was what this was. Just a calf strain, no big deal. Painful, yes. Keep me off a feet a bit? Definitely. But damn, this one was ROUGH. I've had a huge knot in my calf muscle since that day and I've been limping. It's just now starting to feel better.

Great timing, eh? Just as I feel like I'm getting into my "stride" - ha, get it? - I get hurt. Rawr. I'm hoping to be back to 100% by Wednesday so I can get my run on again.

In other news, I love morning running (sans injury) it was so quiet and peaceful and I got to watch the sun come up. Plus, I got in the shower before Brian, so that's pretty awesome. I'm going to continue to try to force myself out of bed at about 5:45 and see what happens. So yay!

I've also started getting compliments from friends/family that I finally "look" like I'm losing weight! I can't even explain how great it makes me feel that people are finally able to notice. I'm feeling great - I can't wait until it's really obvious in pictures.

Is it narcissistic that I'm wanting to wait until about mid November before we get pictures taken for Christmas cards so I can be as skinny as possible? Yeah, oh well. I don't care lol.