Yesterday I was 100% certain I had torn a muscle in my right thigh, specifically the quadriceps femoris (which I highlighted in blue with the graphic editing world's WORST recolor tool):
In other news, I did some research on runners addiction last night because everyone has been asking me why I'm doing three miles like a crazy woman. To answer everyone all at once ... I don't really know why. I got on the treadmill last night, plugged in my Mp3 player, turned it up to 3 mph and started walking. The first song came on and it was really up-beat and one of my favorites so I felt like I was walking too slow to enjoy the song so I popped the speed up to 3.4 ... within a minute I was realizing I couldn't keep up very well and popped it back down to 3.2 where I stayed the rest of the time. I started getting into the music big time, Nickleback, Tatu, Rammstein, even a few songs from Flogging Molly and the Dropkick Murpheys. I was alone in the gym so I started singing and drumming my hands on the safety bar of the treadmill and just having a grand old time!
Next thing I know "Temptation" sends me a text about dinner and I look at my stats to see where I'm at. 2.89 miles and around 50 something minutes. So I said "sure we can go to dinner, come pick me up I have 10 minutes left". When I hit 3 miles I tapped the "cool down" button on the treadmill and it started to gradually reduce my speed and that was that. I wasn't out of breath (breathing and sweaty but far from exhausted), my legs weren't tired, I felt pretty darn good actually! So how can walking feel so good that I can actually hurt myself?
One of our fellow bloggers who has created an entire a veritable encyclopedia about running mentions addiction: "Many new walkers and runners discover they are becoming addicted to walking or running, and they like that feeling and they like being in charge of their body. I would suggest, however, that becoming addicted to walking or running can be dangerous, because it can cause one to overdo it." I can relate to this; I suppose that when I've spent as long as I have being obese and having trouble just climbing a flight of stairs, to get on a treadmill and walk for 60 minutes without falling over or even wanting to quit is empowering.
I also found a very interesting article re: runners addiction posted by MSNBC here .
Before you read today's food ... yes I majorly screwed up! We canceled the trip to my mom's for the weekend and then "Temptation" came home and wanted to go to the bank and pick up a few items and we ended up running to every craft store in town looking for a specific color of yarn and then we ended up at Sears to exchange a rice cooker and blah blah. Bad night, so then the topic of dinner came up and Applebees parking lot was packed so "Temptation" suggested Macaroni Grill (I'd never been there before) and it was past 8 so we were starving and cranky, plus we were exhausted so I just went with it. Once inside ... it was all down hill. And then "Temptation" ordered the tirimisu then said he couldn't finish it without my help and "besides it's the last night of 2010" or "this is the last thing you'll eat this year, enjoy it", plus I really can't resist tirimisu, especially freshly made, not pre-packaged tirimisu and ... yeah I know this is BAD! Be gentle.
6 glasses of water
1 cup of coffee w/creamer (I just couldn't skip it after all)
2 Korean rice cakes
1 cup tabouli
1 whole wheat bagel
2 light laughing cow cheese wedges
1/2 order mediterranean olives
1 order chicken scaloppini, light sauce, no proscuitto
1/2 order tirimisu
Daily Caloric Intake: 1868
3 hours shopping (grrr)