injury & recovery Injury to Recovery Timeline (or, Some Days Just Suck) June 22, 2011November 4, 20170 Approximately four weeks (July 22) — running on the Newton (treadmill, at less than full body weight) Eight weeks or so (August 22) — adding some …
Fitness Black Shorts June 16, 20110 Confession: I completely check out runners. Male, female–I’m looking to see who it is, what they’re doing, you name it. I look at every runner …
injury & recovery The Mental Part of Recovery is Harder than the Physical June 3, 2011November 4, 20170 Well, like so much these days, there was good news and bad news. The good news is that I’m definitely making “appropriate” progress. I can …
injury & recovery Physical Therapy Progress June 1, 2011November 4, 20170 I’ve found that my day always improves when I go to PT. Today was my only regular day this week; I’m down to twice a …
injury & recovery Balance, Proprioception, and Reclaiming Ten Percent!! May 23, 2011November 4, 20170 In the spirit of my new training regime, I am celebrating every gain. We measured today, and I have 10 percent more flexibility in my …
injury & recovery Training for Recovery May 17, 2011November 4, 20170 Yesterday, I started a blog entry. It was a recap of some positives and then I’d started on a big discussion of what was frustrating …
injury & recovery I Should Be Doing Other Things (or Life Gets in the Way) May 3, 20110 It’s crazy these days; I’m running non-stop from one things to another, seemingly always behind. Lots of what I have to do simply takes time. …
injury & recovery Walking Through A Normal Day April 27, 2011November 4, 20170 Yesterday was the most normal I’ve felt since February 5. I put on my running shoes in the morning to go for a short neighborhood …
injury & recovery A Lot of Healing Can Happen in a Month April 25, 20110 It’s been one month since I last posted. When there’s a long time between my posts, it makes me realize how much I’ve progressed; there …
injury & recovery Leah vs. The Machines (or 4 Strikes at the Gym) March 24, 20110 So I didn’t cry in my car; I made it all the way home. The time in the car was more like a period of …