Rest week, then rest week

Rest Week #1 was about reaching personal records. And I am happy with what I was able to accomplish.

Rest Week #2 was actual resting. I was supposed to start my new workout, but between family obligations, holidays, and bad weather it just didn't happen. I did get my new 100lb heavy bag though and went a round or two on that. It was fun!

Yesterday was back to the grind. Pressing the 10kg bell wasn't as hard as I thought it would be (see? I am stronger!). I figured it would irritate my bad shoulder, but it didn't. Though today my hamstrings are a little sore from squatting. I didn't expect that!

Today was snatching, push pressing and double jerks. I picked up exactly where I left off with snatches. I jumped up to the 14kg for the push presses and double jerks since I was able to do a 16kg PR. I did 3 sets of 5 for each and while it was challenging, I could do it.

Back to karate today also. I got new sparring gear (thank you again and again!) and sparred my teacher for the first time. I had a blast!!! I know she went easy on me, but I don't think I did too badly. I can't wait for that to become a more regular thing!

My new running partner is on the out. She injured her ankle (not running) and is off for a bit. That's ok, I don't mind waiting for her. Besides, running is so much easier with someone than by yourself.

2013 better watch out! I am excited to see what this year will bring me!

Slowly getting there...

My schedule still feels hectic since the surgery. Yesterday was my second run, 2.9 miles. However, the hill that I recently conquered? I think it conquered me.

Getting to the bottom was easy, stopped to stretch a bit and headed up. Made it about 3/4 of the way up and my legs felt like jello and I was wheezing. I do not have asthma, but there was no doubt with that little whistling sound as I inhaled. So I walked to the top so I could get my breathing/wheezing under control. Once there, I started running again and forced myself to take the long way home. And I survived.

I kind of forgot about the wheezing episode, once I caught my breath, I didn't hear anymore whistling noises. However, about an hour after I came home, I had a tickle in my chest and I started coughing. I kept coughing every minute or so and felt like I couldn't catch my breath. By this time, I was on my way to work. Shaun was at Wendy's (next door to the school where I teach), so I called to see if he had his inhaler. Nope. So I ended up digging through my friend's son's backpack and used his inhaler (with friend's permission of course). I felt so much better and I stopped coughing.

I'm not sure what happened, like I said, I don't have asthma. I'm guessing it was a combination of the lack in running the last couple weeks and the cold air (it was about 30 degrees out). From now on, if it's below freezing, I will take Shaun's inhaler with me when I run! Scary!