Got the all clear from the doc on Wednesday to get back to running. I had pulled a muscle in my upper back sometime over the holiday’s so I had stopped running while it healed (perhaps lifting my 35lb three year old is not the best thing for my 5ft self anymore). The plan was to get running on Saturday on the treadmill while the kid napped (yes, my three year old still takes glorious two-three hour naps daily). Alas, I woke up on Saturday with a self-diagnosed case of gastroenteritis.
I had the whole kit and caboodle, let me tell you. Suffice to say, running didn’t happen.
I’m really rather pissed.
Now, my husband is telling me that the treadmill is STILL acting up (chugging). I have to wonder if our 100-125lb weight difference will make a difference to the performance of the treadmill, but only time will tell.
The new plan involves getting back to Curves this week and onto the treadmill at least once for a 30 min or 5k session – depending on how I feel/how the treadmill is. Then if the weather stays warmish at the weekend, I’ll get out for a jog.
BAH. I’m so discouraged. Most people start a New Year full throttle and I can’t even get out of the gate.