Weekend Update

Friday I hung out with Nate for awhile before going to bed early so I could wake up and run. The run was a disaster! First, I slept in until 6, when I should be out the door to catch the bus by 5:55. This meant I had to get an I-Go car, wasting money, and speed to the run site. Second, it was pouring rain. Pouring. Every time you took a step you could feel water sloshing up through the bottom, between your toes and up through the top of the shoe. Third, and worst, at 3.5 miles my leg gave up. I couldn't move it. So I had to walk back to the run site. I was near tears out of frustration, the rain was coming down harder than ever, it was horrible. I drove home and used my IT Band foam roller, rolling out the kinks in the band. It offered relief but not perfection. I'm still totally messed up. I found a physical therapist that comes recommended in Wicker Park so I'll be calling them Monday morning.

Saturday night I went to Pitchfork. I bought a 3 day pass months ago, but as the weekend approached I really didn't feel like going. I need to remember that next year - that I don't like going to stuff like that. However, I got to see Extra Golden, who were totally amazing, and Animal Collective, who blew my brain out through the tips of my toes and into the mud pit that had demolished the park. I wanted to go today to see Les Savy Fav and Cut Copy as well as a few others, but my leg couldn't take it. Walking home last night from the park was so painful, but there were no taxis or buses so I had no other choice. By the time I had reached my door last night I was in tears. So yeah, didn't go today.

Instead I did the ole R.I.C.E. (rest, ice, compression, elevation) and more foam rolling and a ton of stretches. I napped a lot. Nate came over and we got dinner and watched Big Brother 10 (which by the way is shaping up to be a great season).

This weekend I felt incredibly antsy and frustrated. It's probably a mix of circumstances and major amounts of built-up energy that I'm not expending via running. I feel like so many things are out of my control and out of my idea of a time frame and its making me nuts. I hate just sitting around waiting for everything around me to straighten out (leg, etc). I have a lot to do at work, so I'm hoping I can expend some energy there to relax a bit. To prove this frustration - on Friday I stooped low enough to watch Bridget Jones' Diary and got choked up at the end. Sick.