Monday, February 27, 2012

When life gives you…..

Shane & I were talking last night, and realized that somehow the entire past 7 days are just gone. I have little recollection of the days, yet I also remember some of the moments all too well.

Somehow in a week's span we managed to:

Tuesday! Yay Baxter got his cast off!! It was so quick. 10mins with the doctor and then they hand him to me and basically say he's good to go. His leg smelled something awful and he wouldn't walk on it. I was confused and asked a bunch of questions, but the doctor said the tendon healed perfectly, and aside from the dermatitis from the bandages he could go for walks and basically get back to normal slowly. I was shocked. I picked him up into the truck and headed home.

And this is where things went BAD. For the entire 20 minute ride home he was going after the foot. I was reaching back trying to grab him, screaming at him. I didn't know what else to do, Even if I pulled over I knew he would only stop for as long as I could hold him away from the foot.

I got him home and had him pinned down on the ground (with my entire strength) while I used one hand to call trying to find someone to help. Within 30minutes I had friends to the rescue delivering a cone head to at least prevent him from licking. 30minutes of dogmom WWF (yes, he is THAT strong), a rawhide, a kong full of peanut butter and for the first time ever I was actually scared that he could hurt me (he was very close to snapping at me). Finally after all that… cone head plus sedation and I got him to rest.

This picture doesn't come close to showing how bad his foot looked. His foot & toes were twice the size, it was FIRE red from the licking and he had no ankle definition. He passed out for about 4 hours straight. I left him alone and headed out on my bike ride, which I'm still not sure I would do again. I was stressed the whole time and my head was somewhere else. When I got home and realized he hadn't moved, I was actually relieved. The leg didn't look any worse, but it still looked so bad. I called the hospital to make sure any of this was "normal." I was told I needed to bring him in asap to get him looked at… And this is where everything changed….

My doctor wasn't in, but the specialist there was told to take a look at him and call my doctor with an update. I got him back to the hospital at about 5pm and that is where he stayed for the next 48 hours. There was no definitive diagnosis, but they were treating it as worst case scenerio of a blood clot. He was given massages, and hydrotherapy every 2-4 hours and administered aspirin.

While all this was happening Shane was stuck in a leadership meeting and couldn't even take my calls. I was a train wreck. After 6 weeks of his achilles surgery I was so excited to get him back to normal. He needed it, we all needed it. I tend to always think it will be ok, but after what happened last year to Abby and how we lost her so suddenly in the span of 24 hours, plus the concern from the doctors I was scared to DEATH. Shane was able to stop by and visit him on his way home late that night, which helped me calm down a little.

Wednesday was much of the same. A little bit of change to his condition (for the better), but they still wanted to keep him another night. I went to spend about an hour with him where he spent most of the time trying to get me to open the door and take him home. Apparently (when I called to check on him later that night), my visit with him had him all wound up. It took them several hours to get him calmed down :(

Thursday I was a mess again. It was early afternoon and I still hadn't received an update from the surgeon. I finally called (they are used to my stalking) and the doc apologized. He told me he was a cluster this am, but that Baxter was doing well. Still swollen, but we could come get him any time.

Shane picked him up late that afternoon and brought him home. He was given a larger cone head and we had our hands full trying to help him walk around, giving him massage and hydrotherapy every 6 hours (lifting him in and out of tub).

That night we lifted him up on the couch and took his cone off for a while. He nuzzled his head on my lap and passed out snoring on my belly for a good 2 hours.

The first two nights sucked. He was restless and loud with that damn cone head. However, the leg was improving and he was getting around a bit more. Saturday when I returned from my long bike ride my girlfriends came in to visit with him. He seemed to REALLY like that. We all sat out by the pool and we let him walk around a bit. He seemed to be improving and loved the extra attention.

By Sunday the improvements were even more noticeable. We were able to give him more time with out the cone head (as long as he wasn't licking), the swelling was going down significantly and he was starting to actually walk on it vs hopping on 3 legs. We gave him more time outside (he LOVES laying in the sun) while I iced my legs post final big ass workout of the week!

Today has been even better. He's walking on it most of the time, unless he wants to go fast - then he isn't confident so he goes 3 legged (seems odd he's faster that way?). The swelling in his foot is gone and there is more definition to his lower leg. He still has swelling at the ankle point, but it's so so much better.

It's so surreal (and FANTASTIC) having him walk around again. For the first time in 7 weeks we are able to give him some freedom and not have him crated or barricaded off. Tomorrow is our check up with the doc, where I'm (fingers crossed) praying he gives us the ok to take him to Mexico for a long weekend. I think the entire family needs some beachy R & R.

So other than the doggy emergency, the rest of the Lapan's seem to be on the mend. I've been on a crazy 3 week training build that just ended yesterday. The month of February was swim/bike focused and by the end of the month I will have added over 600 miles of cycling and over 50,000 yards of swimming in the past 28days to the Ironman bank.

Shane has his cast off and started PT with the hopes of getting back outside on his bike next week. His strength is mobility are both improving.

Juliette just had her second blood work taken this morning to see if her Valley Fever levels have changed. Her spirits are up and she has more energy than we have seen in 3 months.

While things have been insane, stressful, busy, sad, relived and terrified all at once… We also added a new/fun member to the family. After I sold mini-me, we just seemed to be missing something… So, meet the NEW mini-me!

Friday, February 24, 2012

Ragnar Relay, circa 2007

Since I haven't had the energy to blog about the Baxter chronicles or my training the past couple weeks, I got inspired to re-post this post from 2007. This weekend is the Ragnar Relay Del sol so I wanted to share the story from 2007…. That race and experience is something I'll never forget! (P.S. Tonsa is amazing healthy today!)

Runnin' Ragged "For T___

Yesterday was a very sad day. It started out great. I met my friends Natalie & Mike for my 50min tempo run. Somehow we miscalculated & ended up going 65mins, but I lowered my HR for the extra, so hopefully it's ok! I'm usually VERY good about sticking to my schedule. That's what it's for right?

Anyway, on this run we were talking about the upcoming Relay we are doing in a few weeks. My friend "T" emailed me several months ago & asked if I would like to be part of this 12 person relay, that goes across about 180miles in 24hours. Of course I was like "sure let me see who else I can get!" So, in about 5 emails & less than an hour we had our team of 12. We are all SUCKERS! It's the whole CDA training group, plus; Stacey, Natalie & her husband Jeff, Mike & our team captain "T".
We decided on the team name "Runnin' Ragged." Not for any reason in particular, but because we didn't come up with anything more creative.

So, we are now 5 weeks out from the race, and we really haven't done any planning. I've sent some emails out, but I wasn't getting much feedback. I was beginning to think that something was going on. Then, out of nowhere I received a very sad, email that our Team Captain had been diagnosed with Breast Cancer. I actually cried as I read the email. I've 'know' of people sick with cancer, but I've never been close to one, so I guess it was just kind of shocking to me. Her email was very upbeat & positive, which is just like her. Always finding the good in everything.

I met "T" several years ago through my running group. I immediately just loved this lady. She really knows what running is all about. It's all about the "GEAR!" we'd say. And I tell ya, this gal has the best of it. EVERYTHING matches. Everything looks so put together. And, without a doubt "T" would have the lastest "skinny jeans" version of this season's running wear. Someday, I'd just love to see her closet!

A couple other things. She was in NY when my husband proposed to me. It was right before the start of the marathon. To tell you the truth, I didn't even "get" what was going on. I was in shock, but not "T" - she saw what Shane was up to & just started SCREAMING! Oh, it was a site!

A few months before that, she was there on South Mountain when my IT band froze up. It was a very hilly 20K. She was having a tough day herself, but when she saw me she decided her job was to get me into the finish. She forgot about her race, and just got me there. And at the end, she gave me a push on the back & said you go - and she waited for me to cross the finish line FIRST! Now, how is that for a great friend, person, etc.

"T" even got me a great job interview with her previous company. It was something I'd been looking at for a while, but she no longer worked there. All it took was one phone call & I had an interview set up shortly after that.
These are just a few of the many reasons to love "T" For those of you that know her, I'm sure you've got some stories of your own...
Now, back to her email....

The subject of the email was "Lemonade"

The first line of the email read "Life has given me lemons .............. sooooooooooo with all of my soul (and I'm hoping your good wishes) I'll be making lemonade ......."

And her only request was "As for those shirts it would please me greatly if they were pink .........."

So, this March 30-31st, 12 of us will be running the Ragnar Relay, Del Sol. But there will be a different goal than what we started with. Now, we will be "Runnin' Ragged FOR 'T___'," and the real reward will be to see her bright smiling face at the Finish Line.

And, yes... we will ALL be wearing some PINK in her honor.

So, for all of you reading this, please think of & pray for our dear friend.

For a follow up post read here: REMEMBER, don't make any stupid decisions until you have had some sleep!!

Monday, February 13, 2012

swim fishy fishy

Week 1 swim week CHECK. Unfortunately (or not), I missed the first day which was a 3k, but no fear - coach has added another swim packed week starting TODAY.

I'm very happy with how my body responded to the increase in swim volume and intensity. I'm a good swimmer, and while I do love to swim for some reason I do have a hard time getting my butt to the pool for all 3 days per week on my schedule. Not always, but sometimes. Swims are ~ an hour long, but 20mins to the gym, 20 mins home. 10mins to stare at the pool and get in when I'm cold (seems to be a lot lately), then 20mins to shower and put on 10layers of lotion to offset the chlorine damage. Yup, it's a good 2+hour workout, smack in the middle of the day.

I'm lucky to have a work from home job, and typically have a nice break in the middle of the day so it does work out, but sometimes while I'm busy going back and forth across the pool, I do miss out on some one off work that needs to be done = I make no money.

Anyway, back to swim week. Since I was sick most of the weekend and into Monday I took Monday as rest day. It was a smart choice as I woke up feeling MUCH better, albeit still pretty snotty. Tuesday was just a tempoish ride, which I felt pretty good. Wed started right back with swim week and a BANG. It was a friend's 40x100 birthday swim. The interval sets were longer rest that I typically have, so I actually fared really well on this workout. I wasn't too trashed, and actually probably swam faster 100s than I normally would have because of the extra rest. I was however, pretty sore on Wed from this - I haven't gone 4k in months!
No rest for the weary tho! Thursday was 2800m swim, nothing too intense. It hurt for the first 1000, but by the end my shoulders, lats and triceps actually felt better than when I started. Friday was another 3100 set, this time with some fast intervals mixed in. I stayed on my rest intervals and finished the workout strong!

Saturday was bike/run day and Sunday was another bike followed by a 3500 swim. I was a little low on calories starting the day on the ride so I ate a LOT on the bike, following the bike and even added an extra (Cliff) Zbar topped with Pb on the way to the pool. I met a friend at a SCY pool to do this swim. BOY what a difference! The pool I swim in is SIGNIFICANTLY longer than a SCY pool. Not only is it meters, but it's actually 26.2 meters. So, basically every 1000 "meters" is really 1050. Bonus meters!

It was actually kinda cool to go to this pool to check some of my times. I haven't been in a normal distance pool in a while, so sometime I forget what kind of speed I actually have. This workout was no flop swim either, it was 1000 neg split warmup, 800 buoy, bands & paddles - negative split. Followed by 4x200. The time interval was supposed to be 3:50 for my normal pool, but I needed to shorten that up for this pool. My guess was about :12 per 100 faster, so I decided to go on 3:25. It worked out perfectly and to my surprise I was VERY happy with my times. I was even able to descend them. 3:04, 3:02, 3:00 and my last (I worked for this though) was 2:56! I decided to do add an ez 200 after to loosen up my arms for the last set of 800 bbp. The last set went great as well and I was about :12 faster than the first 800! I added a little to the cd to make it an even 4k, which is just about = to the 3500 Gainey meters.

Swim week = Success. ~13,500 in 4 swims & 5 days.

Next up. Swim week #2. Yup, apparently I get to do it all over again, starting today!

IN OTHER EXCITING NON swimming news. I'm finally, after 6 months beginning to LOVE My BIKE! WHOOT :)

Monday, February 6, 2012

being sick

Seems like everyone and their mom, dog, child, brother has been sick in the past month. Nasty colds, bronchitis, aches, fever chills. I figured it was just a matter of time being before it got me, especially with a crazy past 8 weeks. 3 half marathons, a dog in surgery with weekly sedation and cast changes. An emergency trip to the dog hospital when his cast slipped. Husband traveling a lot = single doggy nurse (it really IS a lot of work) and topping it all off with my third and final half marathon when I was less than recovered from the second one out on a dirty, dusty farm on an exceptionally windy day.

Yup, I was doomed.

I'm sure I could have prevented some of it. Upped my greens and fruits and veggies, but when I'm tired and busy and single with the hubby out of town, I'd be lying if I said I didn't cheat on a good diet. Not that I'm out eating burgers and fries and such, but I'm lazy and don't cook my normal meals of everything in the fridge salads or grilled veggies and some sort of protein. I grab random stuff like ceral or just some scrambled eggs and sometimes forego all my normal nutrient packed meals. I also don't sleep well when I'm alone. Actually, I am not a good sleeper ever, but it's worse when I'm home alone.

With my less than perfect lungs due to asthma, as soon as my immune system gets compromised or the air is crappy or windy I am like a bullseye for all sorts of little viruses and infections.

But, when I do get sick. I'm not a good patient. I know it. I pretend I'm fine. I think I'm so healthy that I don't really need to rest, it will be all good. And, that's exactly what I did to myself last week and weekend which has resulted in my still in my pjs at 2pm today. I felt off all week, but not bad. No aches. By Friday I woke up sounding like nasty 20yr smoking veteran. I did a hill run, watched the HR and had a nice swim. I sounded way worse than I felt. When I got home I started to feel a little tightness in my chest so I called my doctor to see if I could get in and make sure my airways weren't compromised.

Really, what I was looking for was someone *professional* to tell me if I was ok to train ;)

My doctor is awesome and fit me in on his lunch break. He checked my lungs and they were all in the clear. I had a slight sinus infection so he put me on a zpack script to clear it up and get me back to normal training. I rested the whole day and night, and got up and did a 40mile bike ride keeping my HR really low. I was snotty as all get out (sorry all off Scottsdale) but took it easy and didn't fell bad. I stayed at all home all day and night resting (bored out of my mind), then Sunday got up for a group run. I did kinda feel a little worse today, but again took it easy. We stayed home and watched the superbowl, but I was a hot mess! I was like a snot fountain and was sneezing every 5 mins. Still no aches or fever, just all in my head. I was in bed by 9:30 and when I got up at 7:30 I definitely felt worse.

In typical Krista fashion I sat at my computer staring at my schedule trying to figure out how to still fit in all my workouts. It's my first ever super crazy swim week and even though it wasn't my idea, it was a challenge put out there for me and missing it would just drive me bonkers. I booked my spot for Kinesis and planned on swimming after.

I finally came to my senses when Shane told me I looked like absolute shit and decided to take the day off.

I know it's the right thing to do, but for some reason I just HATE missing out. I hate being sick. I hate giving in. Why can't I just be like most men everyone else and just take it easy. Rest. Get better? Be a whiney brat?

sorry boys, you know it's the truth

Thinking ahead, I'm going to try to be better about getting some natural immunity boosters in my diet ALWAYS, especially when I'm worn down, or Shane is out of town & I'm busy or not sleeping well. I've been doing some Dr. google research today and am thinking about getting a juicer. I know it's all the big fad right now, and while there are so many yummy fruits and veggies I do love, I have to admit there are lots I like, but don't LOVE ergo, I don't buy them. I think if I were to do daily juices with all this stuff it would be a great way for both Shane & I to get some added nutrition quickly.

So…. please send thoughts, suggestions on brands/models of juicer. And, NO I don't think I want the crazy $500 vita whatever from Costco. Isn't there something that is still great, but not so pricey? Please share!

What about THIS or THIS?