I am still slugging away at school. April 5th was exactly a year since I started. I'm going to tell you something I don't tell others . . . I expect to fail at school. I do. I currently have a 4.0, something I've never, ever accomplished in my life, and yet I fully expect to crash and burn at some point in the near future. I am one week away from finishing my current class. I have an A, but I am really close to a B, and somehow I think that if I get a B I have failed. I'm extremely proud of my 4.0 and it freaks me out to lose it. What would happen? I'll probably flunk out.
What else is going on in my life? Well, I am currently on day 162 (although I haven't run yet) of my run streak. I did not do a long run this last weekend either. I ran 5 miles on Sunday but did have another week with only 2 rest days (1 mile runs). A few months ago I had a pain in my tooth so I went to the dentist. My dentist told me he couldn't find anything wrong with my tooth, so he sent me to a specialist, who told me I needed a root canal. So I did a root canal, but while that dentist was cleaning the hole she had made and about to put the filler in, she saw a crack that went all the way through the tooth, so she said I had to have the tooth removed. Well, after a lot of thought, and being really annoyed, I decided to remove the tooth and get a bridge. Last week I had my tooth removed, I now have to wait a month to get the bridge in place.
Let me tell you, having a hole in your mouth is really, really annoying. Anyway, while the dental assistant was prepping me, she was going over what I can't do. No spitting, no blowing my nose, no drinking through a straw, soft foods only, no exercise . . . wait, what! I said "I have to run." She laughed and said "you can't." I said "I HAVE to run." She said "I know that feeling, but no." I said, "you don't understand, I have to run. I have a run streak, I'm on day 150. I HAVE to run." She said "you're not going to obey, are you?" I said "no." She said she'd go talk to the doctor. I heard him, he said "she shouldn't run." When she came back I said "he's going to yell at me, isn't he?" She said "no, but he's going to advise you not to run."
He came in and stuck me with the anesthesia, and I told him I had to run, just a mile, I'll go slow. He said that it elevates blood pressure which could release the blood clot and create a drysocket. I had a dry socket when I had my wisdom teeth removed, it hurts, but I have a freaking run streak! I said "I'll go now, I'll be 10 min tops, I'll be right back." He laughed and said "no." He pulled my tooth. I told him I'd wait till that evening to run. I promised I'd wait as late as possible and I'd run slow, I'd pack the hole with gauze, I'd be careful . . . He said to call if it starts bleeding again.
I ran.
It wasn't the most pleasant run I've had. It wasn't as slow as I intended, but I did pack the hole with gauze. And I did not get a dry socket. Yay! My cheek did swell up, but not like it did when I had the original infection. Today I have no tooth, I can feel it all the time. I have 3 more weeks before I go back and start the process of getting a new fake tooth.
The day after it was pulled I went for a 3 mile run, which wasn't that pleasant either, but again, it wasn't horrible, and still no dry socket. I'm pretty sure I'm in the clear a week later, but I'm still trying to be careful, no straws, lots of running.
I've been using my one mile runs as mini-speed work runs. I have an one mile route, but the first half mile is uphill. I've been trying to run up that hill as fast as I can, and then continue the rest of the run faster. I don't know if it's making me fast yet (it's only been a week or two) and I have to stop at the top of the hill for a minute, but I'll continue with it for now and see how it goes.
This was my best time for a one mile run. The others are averaging between 8.20 and 8.30. Although last nights was on the higher side. I started the run uphill, with a pebble in my shoe. I normally stop to take out pebbles because they are annoying and can cause blisters, but since it was only a mile I decided to ignore it. Well, for whatever reason the uphill felt harder than normal, so I stopped at the top. The second half mile I had a cramp.
This was after being on the bus for 2 hours because of an accident and before having to finish a paper for school that I procrastinated. All in all my evening sucked. And it was the second closest I've been to stopping my runstreak.