.RUNNING.A.LOVE.hate.RELATIONSHIP.

"I learned that if you want to make it bad enough, no matter how bad it is, you can make it." - Gale Sawers

This is my 35th post...whoa. ha ha who even reads this? let me know all! I get pretty boring sometimes...and Liam let me know the other day that my blogs are little confusing to follow...ha ha I understand them, isn't that all that matters? who am I kidding? I'll try harder.

.PHYSIO. this morning! okay this isn't MY ankle...but mine pretty much looks just like this right now: (whoever this chick is...needs to shave her legs!)

Gross huh? I went and ran on it last night with my friend Ryan, nice and slow...i don't know...I'm an idiot...ha ha just to try and make sure it was good and sore for when I went to physio. and oh yeah...IT.WAS....I gimped it into physio and Susan (my physiotherapist goes) "whoa, Rach, you said sore....not crippled!" ha ha...its very stiff first thing in the morning...and the fact that I ran on it last night made the walk from the train to the sports clinic downtown VERY uncomfortable.

when i asked if i could run my 37 km tomorrow if i wrap it up....she just laughed...and then when she found out i was serious...she goes..."listen, Rach. if you run 37 km tomorrow, you wont only Be not running your race, you might not walk for a while" then the physio began! GAH!

I.HATE.PHYSIO. my assignment until i CAN run my 37 (next week) is to do hot and cold intervals on my ankle...brrrrrr so I stick it in a hot tub of water for about 45 seconds

then I go right from that to a FREEZING bucket of ice water for 30 seconds....

I do that about 10 times....I feel really hard core when I do it...like im a pro athlete or something. havent you ever seen those guys who stick thier WHOLE body into an ice bath...then a hot one. I am enough of a baby about my little ankle in cold water for more than a few seconds.

my good friend Teddy made a very good point on my last post...I really don't think running is for me. I love being a "runner" and totally having a "runner body" but its hard on my body. i just don't think im built for it. im stoked on this marathon...but really? i've been hurting for like...8 months! haha im used to being stiff, and sore and swollen and tired. I really might take up more biking when im all done with this...so I can still walk when im 30...but I definately have to keep doing something! even just taking a few days off has made me feel like a fat mess!

Free-spirit-hippy-rock climber Joe came over for dinner last night, because it was on his way home from work...sort of... I always have a hilarious time with Joe, I was just chillin in my gross sweats and hoodie...lookin NASTY. but he told me I looked good, he doesn't care. I really feel like myself (maybe a cooler...hippy version of myself) when Im with Joe. its all no pressure...we went down and gave the horses some oats, ate dinner, then took my little brother and sister out for ice cream. they love Joe, hes so tall and funny, he fits right in with my CRAZY family. and he pushes me to be my best. to plan the best trip, to be in the best shape...to live my best life. he's one person im going to really miss when I go away, because when I go away, he leaves a month later and im probably not going to see him again...he goes wherever he goes...and probably wont come back to Calgs. but this is what its all about right? living life and having fun while you do it. do I sounds like a commitment-phobe? it could be true. but hey this is hippy Rachel saying:

.LIFE.IS.A.HIGHWAY.

.X.X. -as always

Rachel