Long time no post! I was traveling for work last week and got lost in the sea of jet lag. Despite all my noble thoughts on fitness while traveling, I’ve been getting rundown and sick on work trips and I end up just trying to recover, and not breaking a sweat at all (unless you count the cold sweat from food poisoning last week, but that’s enough on that).
Since I’ve been back, I made a visit to my old love, yoga. Before there was barre and spinning there was yoga, which now seems old-timey and simple. I took a visit back to Laughing Lotus
this week and it was pretty amazing. It’s a nice looking studio but there are no fancy locker rooms or you know central heat or air. It’s still a good time for a hippy. They have a great new student deal, $39 for an unlimited month of yoga.
When I was home for Thanksgiving I went through some childhood diaries. I don’t remember writing that often but evidence shows I was an avid archivist. There are probably 20 diaries in my parents’ garage. I was clearly an insane child because I would write the entry in one color pen and go back a month later and copyedit it in a different color. Always be improving, I guess.
I came across this entry from the 4th grade, I was nine:
Before the great ankle injury of 2014 I was taking New York Road Runners training classes. And they are awesome.
NYRR classes are offered in 1x a week or 2x a week packages. The sessions last 10 weeks. For a NYRR member the 10-week session costs $105 for once a week classes. To attend classes twice weekly, it’s only $180 for all 20 classes.
It doesn’t matter how fast or slow you are because there are 8 levels of classes to choose from. You are grouped according to how fast you can run a 5K. (There is no audition, you just self-identify on the form. If you’re obviously too fast or too slow, the teacher might suggest you switch groups.)
Reporting live from my parents’ house! Happy Thanksgiving!
I took the train out to the ‘burbs last night to spend Thanksgiving with my family.
We are a small bunch at Thanksgiving – just my immediate family – but my mom and I were talking about adding some new traditions this year. We both like to run (she ran a 5 miler in Central Park this month and placed 6th in her age group!!) so we convinced my dad and sister to do a Turkey Trot in the town next to ours.
Are you waiting at the edge of your seat waiting for an update on my injured ankle? Do I have the post for you!
After being told my ankle would take 1-2 years to heal, I sought out a second opinion. Does that timeline seem crazy to anyone else? I’m relatively new to sports injuries.
I feel lucky to live in a city like New York where there are just so many incredible doctors. As a patients we are able to have large options for even the most specific of needs, like ankle specialists. It’s a fact that no one I’ve spoke to about my injury so far even so much as looks at a knee.