Latest colonoscopy in the books. Since my dad died of colon cancer when he was 50, I'm supposed to be on the "every 5 years" plan, but this last one slipped out to about 11 years. My doctor said don't do that again. Everything seemed fine, but will know for sure in a few weeks.
I used to not tolerate anesthesia well, at all, but these last few procedures/operations, the anesthesia has been quite delightful. Makes me feel so relaxed and cozy. The one silver lining.
First ski-O race of the year, at Frisco Nordic Center. I skied the Long course, which was 7.8k as the crow flies, but I think Sharon said it was ~11k skied. The course headed straight east to the hilly, formerly forested, area, and we did a lot of climbing. It was also a ridiculously warm day, so at the second control, I peeled off my hat, gloves, and jacket. I felt much better.
The navigation was pretty straight forward, but I still managed to mess up #1 by about 10 minutes. I took a wrong, parallel trail out of the start, and it took too long for me to figure it out. I did better after that, but still made a few questionable route choices. The most disheartening controls were those placed in reentrants, so you came screaming down the hill, only to have to come to a dead stop at the bottom to punch in, and then start up the hill on the other side with no momentum whatsoever. Ugh!
It had been 20+ years since I last ski-O'ed, so it was nice to get back to it..I snowshoed the races last year.
It is official. I went to the doctor yesterday and found out that my toe is broken. Fractured across the base of the middle phalange of my left pinky toe. It should take another 3-5 weeks to heal properly. The doctor also thought I had damaged a lot of the tendons across the top of my foot. Ugh.
A beautiful ski out Headquarters Trail and down to Crow Creek. It took a little longer than I thought, so I ended near dark. Before it got dark, though, it was beautiful.
A quick hike around Wash Park. I was going to try to run it, but my toe still hurts too much, mostly from the pressure of the shoe. I'm going to the doctor on Thursday to finally see what's going on since it doesn't seem to be getting much better.
Was pretty much hobbling by the time I got home. This might not have been my smartest idea of late. I might need to just stick with yoga and barre, which are done barefoot.
This was my usual barre class except that our instructor moved to another gym, so we had a new one...Kate. This was my first class with Kate, but Marnie had gone last week and said that she was easier than our last instructor, who we felt was the devil incarnate. Well, halfway through this class, I walked over to Marnie and called her a liar! She swore that the class last week was much easier. All I know is that my quads were on fire, my arms couldn't hold up the 3 lb. weight we were using, and everyone had a little pool of sweat on the floor around them. I will most definitely be sore in the morning. Loved it!