Today was day 3 of waking up congested. Lucky for me it is STILL all in my head (versus my chest) so working out is still ok. At least, I think so.
Yesterday I got up and hit the treadmill. I wanted to cover 5 miles because I know that I am not going to be getting in too many miles over the weekend. J might be upset if I am trying to get in a run on our weekend trip. We are going to KC for the Chiefs game and to see Tim.
So 5 easy miles on the treadmill. That was what I wanted to accomplish. And I did. I originally was not planning on messing with the speed at all, but then I kind of got bored of it and started playing around. Not going fast in any way, but just not sticking to 1 consistent pace. I ended up finishing my 5 miles at an average pace of 9:18. Perfect for a planned easy run.
So I am trying this new thing. It is called "get dressed for work." I have been living in jeans and tee shirts at work for months now, and I never get out any of my dress clothes, so this week I am trying it. I own lots of dress pants from Ann Taylor (read: not cheap) and feel like I should be making more of an effort to get some wear out of them (this is me justifying the fact that I took none of them to goodwill when we cleaned out our closet this weekend. Not to mention the fact that I have a closet full of very cute dressy shoes as well. I should really work to get more use out of all of these things.
So on Monday morning, I selected a pair of slacks, a pair of heels (nude, round toe, very cute and Kate Middleton-like), a dress top, earrings and necklace (the pearls I got from hubby for christmas last year!). I wore my hair down and brushed it. This was a pretty big deal to me. I came into work, for once looking like I was "dressing for the job I want".
After being at work for around 20 minutes, a calendar reminder popped up on my screen reminding me that I had an appointment with Dr. Brarens (my podiatrist) in 15 minutes. Luckily his office is very close to my office so there was definitely no issues getting there on time.
Anyway, as I was headed out to my car to get to the appointment, I realized - oh Em, you are an idiot! I was wearing my heels (big no no says foot doctors), I didn't even HAVE my orthotics with me which is why I go to him in the first place. He makes my orthotics! So I was headed over there to spend whatever money a doctor's appointment costs, and I didn't even have the things he is supposed to look at and take care of for me. And I was committing a major foot sin by wearing my stilettos.
Hopefully he could forgive me and give me a magic foot rub just to show me that he cares.
When I walked in to the room where I see the doctor, he immediately gave me crap about my shoes and not having my orthotics with me even. But he raised up the chair and took a look at my feet anyway. He even gave me that foot rub that I was hoping for. He actually ended up doing that because of a nodule in my left arch that he wanted to work out. He was afraid it was bothering me. It wasn't, but I am glad to let a handsome doctor rub my feet!
Since then I have been working the nodule with a golf ball under my bare feet. I did it for about 10 minutes yesterday and will be doing it again today shortly. I guess anything I can do to help these kicks remain strong and happy!
Do you wear orthotics or insoles?