Monthly Archives: January 2011



Today, at 3:30pm, the “Flag Day” ceremony starts, where we find out when we’re moving out of DC, and most importantly, where are we moving to.  On our bidlist, there are about 70 different posts, in 37 different countries.  That’s right, by the end of the year, we could be living in almost any of these continents:

We could be leaving DC as soon as April, or as late as next year (if Karl gets assigned to a DC post right away).  We go back and forth between wanting to leave as soon as possible or getting language training and leaving a bit later (though we do not want a DC post at all — I mean, I have quit my job already!).

I couldn’t sleep a wink last night.  I’m now a ball of anxiety.  This whole process?  It’s nerve-wrecking.  Wish me luck, and you bet tomorrow you’ll get to find out where we will end up.

Now onto the running.  Remember how Saturday was supposed to be my BIG COMEBACK?  Well, I went out, ran 3 miles (with some walking involved as some parts of the trail were super-icy), and all was good.  I was huffing and puffing in a way that you wouldn’t think that 3 months ago (today), I was running my second marathon in three weeks.  I knew I would have lost my endurance, but still sucks to get confirmation of it.

Unfortunately, 2011 has not been good to me running-wise.  The hip started to bother me early enough on the run, and by the time I cooled down at home, it really flared up, and I was limping the rest of the day, even canceled my plans that night since getting out of the couch was super-painful, and I couldn’t bear the thought of walking anywhere, or standing at a bar.  It was a bit better yesterday, and a LOT better today, so I might just go for a few more runs this week, and see what happens before my PT on Friday (I better go there with pain, so he knows what to fix).

Either way, one thing is for sure:  the cortisone shot did nothing.  Either it was not given at the right location, or is not an IT band issue after all.

And the saga continues…




Filed under Foreign Service, Injury, Runs

Hip and Snow

Not the hip flexor after all…

Yep, on Monday, after writing this post, I was able to get into an appointment at an orthopedist nearby.  I didn’t tell him I had already been to the doctor and got a hip flexor diagnosis that I was challenging — I really didn’t want to persuade his diagnosis one way or the other.

And guess what?  He told me something completely different.  First, x-rays came out clear, then he moved my leg around and decided that it’s probably due to a tight IT band, as it seems really tight.  Then he pressed near the hip joint and OUCH!  That hurt!

Woah!  Remember how my pain was not at the hip joint?  Not once I tried pressing at the joint, all I did is press spot where the pain is, on the top of my pelvis.  But the joint?  Sore.  Huh.

He said “I can prescribe you for Physical Therapy, or a cortisone injection.”  I was desperate.  After 4 weeks without running, walking with horrible pain with each step, and being forced to limp at times, I didn’t hesitate once in saying “injection, please”  (Which thankfully didn’t hurt at all because he did a good job in numbing the area.)

He gave me a PT prescription anyway, and as I had an appointment for tonight, I decided to keep it.  It certainly won’t hurt.  And he gave me stretching exercises to take care of that IT band.

The hip?  A bit better, though it still hurts on occasion.  I know the cortisone shot is not instant, it takes a few days to act up, so I still have hope that it’ll clear out by the end of the week.

The good news?  “Wait 4 days for it to work, then you can go for an easy run and see how it feels”


Saturday will be my first run in AGES.  I cannot freaking wait.  The trails will be a mess after we got pounded with snow last night, but we’re meant to run from Rosslyn to the National Mall, and the Mall is always taken care of.  Instead of doing my scheduled 7 miles for the half marathon training, I’m going out for only 3, but better than nothing, right?

Last night we got hit with snow badly in these parts — it was coming down at 2 inches per hour, there was thunder, and the snow was pretty much falling sideways instead of straight down.  We had an early dismissal from work, and I left work at 3pm, catching a ride home with my friend and got home right when the rain turned to ice (and a few minutes later it was full on snow).  Good thing, as I was home 20 minutes later, but many of my friends had to deal with 4 to 13 hour commutes (YES, someone I know actually took 13 hours to get home.  Can you imagine that???  Apparently, lots of cars abandoned in the roadways this morning, either from people who gave up, or those who ran out of gas.)

After refreshing OPM’s site over and over and over and over, I gave up around midnight and went to bed.  Sadly, the Federal Government did not close, and this morning, I had to stumble my way to the bus.  The Federal Government had a 2 hour delay, but my job only follows them for closures and early dismissals, not delays.  Not that I had a choice, anyway, as my bus only works during rush hour, so it stops running at 9am.

Unfortunately, as much as Arlington is a great place to live, they suck at enforcing snow clearance on sidewalks — last year it had accumulated to about 4 feet, which forced all of us to walk on the road for a few weeks until it melted (I should note that I live on a very very busy road, that was a scary walk every day).

This morning, though the major roads were clear, I still had to deal with this walking to my bus stop (I should note that the temperature had dropped and it was all ice).

I made it to my bus stop with no accidents, and found this:

The bus ride was also eventful, not all the snow had been cleared (and at parts was cleared very badly), and the bus skid twice.  Fun.  But because so many people had horrible commutes last night, people either didn’t go to work this morning, or took their two hour delay, so I was in the office 10 minutes after hoping on the bus, no traffic at all!  Woot!  (Which probably also means I was one of the few people going to work this morning.  Hmpf.)

One more week of work to go, and 4 days until we find out our country!!!


Filed under Foreign Service, Injury, Non-Running Stuff, Pictures, Random


I hate hate hate hate not being able to run.  Specially since my doctor’s visit really didn’t give any answers (the more time that passes, and the more I read about “hip flexor strain” the more I’m sure that it isn’t what I have, the pain is not even in the same location!).

So I just scheduled an appointment at another doctor today and will get x-rays done (and if he has no answers, let’s hope for an MRI soon).  On Wednesday it’ll be 4 weeks (!!!) since I first felt pain, and I’m tired of it.  So freaking tired of it.

But for fitness’ sake (and since those 10 pounds I’ve put on since the wedding won’t burn themselves out), I finally splurged on a bike trainer this week (gotta make those purchases while I still have a job!) and hopefully I’ll get my bike set up for riding, and I can start doing something soon.  My poor bike (the red beauty below that I posted back when I gave you a home tour) has been neglected for too long…

But as excited as I am to take my bike out for a spin (even if indoors), I really just want to be able to run…


Filed under Biking, Cross Training, Injury

Bikram FAIL

Since I cannot run, on Wednesday I went with Kathy and Hugi to bikram yoga.  I don’t even remember the last time I went, it was probably right before the Marine Corps Marathon, since after that, I got the flu, I went to Brazil, got married, honeymooned, came back for the holidays and been dealing with injuries since.

I knew it was going to be tough, bikram is always tough, but I didn’t realize how out of shape I got.  Because for the first time during bikram?  I got dizzy.  I had to sit down.  I couldn’t last through all the poses.  I couldn’t even do all the poses.  My heart was beating so strong that when we lied down with out head to the side, I could feel my head bumping against the mat to the rhythm of my heart beat.

I never had to sit out a pose.  Never.  Not even during my very first class.  Only once I skipped a pose, and that was because I hydrated too much before class and had to run to the bathroom before I peed myself.

And today?  I’m sore.  So sore that I can’t even differentiate my hip pain with all the other aches in my body.

I can’t wait until I get myself back in the shape I was just a few weeks ago.  This weekend?  I’m finally buying a bike trainer, because if I can’t run, I better go back to my original love:  biking (it’s too damn cold to bike outside — it’s going back to the 20’s this weekend!).   If only I could play volleyball too…  And I better continue going to bikram, even if it’s tough, and even though I hated it the whole time on Wednesday.


Filed under Bikram Yoga, Injury