My Fitbit is back!

And so am I! Well, not completely…but after 3 miserable days and now 4 slightly better than miserable days, I am able to stop self-medicating myself with hydrocodone daily. Speaking of self-medicating…I know the infection isn’t gone. How do I know this? First, my mouth still hurts. Second, I had this exact issue in the past year on close to the same tooth on the other side of my mouth…it took over 2 weeks of antibiotics. The 5 days I got isn’t going to cut it. So I call and ask for another 5 days…and of course…I get denied. Nope. I have to come in for more x-rays to determine if they are necessary. Holy shit. It’s freaking amoxicillin. So stupid. But now I have a new 5 day prescription of Metronidazole…where you’re not allowed to drink for the duration AND 2 days after. Great….right when I’m headed to London where I can actually get a good martini. I keep reading reviews about if I REALLY can’t drink on this… apparently in 2003 a study came out with Finnish dudes that said they didn’t get sick while drinking with it. But there is a slight chance…we’ll see if I risk it this weekend.

image1My mother sent me my new Fitbit (after my Fitbit fell off somewhere between O’hare and my parent’s house, I contacted Fitbit and explained the situation. They agreed to send me a new one free as a goodwill step since most likely their clasp was defective. I did have to show them the orig receipt which was hard since it was a gift and my friend had to track it down through her Target credit card…still super great customer service!) and even though it took about a month to arrive, I finally got it. And have been doing about 15k steps per day! I will say not only did it cost my mom about $50 to have the package insured and sent here…but then they made me pay £20 in VAT to get my package. So we basically spent $75 to send a $100 thing. And $75 for a package that had to weigh under 4 lbs. Where as we can pay $100 every time some comes to visit us for an extra bag…and have 50 pounds worth of things. Mistakes were certainly made.

Anyway….after 5 full days off of working out…I came back to it on Sunday. Ran 3 miles Sunday, 4 miles Monday, 3 miles Tuesday (and lifted). So I’m back to stressing about marathoning. I won’t go into the stress I’m already thinking about for my next marathon (I know…I have yet to accomplish 1 marathon but I find a way to stress about maybe doing London next year…kind of impressive, no?).  I stress about all things I need to stock up on when I’m home for Christmas (nutrition, gu, chafing gel, socks, singlets, arm warmers, shoes, hydration options…EVERYTHING!), I stress about finding a group to run with, I stress about nutrition while training, I stress about even finishing the marathon, and now I’m stressing about lack of vacations. I know, priorities right?

Hear me out. One of the main reasons for moving abroad was to travel more. Now I’ll be marathon training for the next 5 months, there can be no travel. Okay, really it’s only 4 months of strict training. And this next month I’m going to London, Vienna, and then home. I know, woe is me. 4 months of no traveling ending with a marathon in Paris. But it kinda sucks thinking that from January to mid-April I’m stuck in Scotland. Right when it’s the coldest and dampest. 

I guess I’ll have to take a greater interest in my city of Aberdeen. More dinners out, more movies, maybe some lawn bowling. I’m thinking about heading down to Glasgow and/or Edinburgh for a night after a Saturday morning long slow distance (LSD going further). Not a whole lot to do in terms of hiking and exploring the great Scottish outdoors in our 3 hours of sunlight.

So I think to reward myself for a (assumed) great marathon, we’ll take a proper holiday…8-10 days. I’m debating between Turkey, Indonesia, or Thailand. Any thoughts on which would be best?

3 Comments

  1. Erin

    When are you going to Vienna? I’m heading there the 21st…

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    1. Lauren (Post author)

      Early December….just in time for you to give me all the ins and outs 🙂

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  2. Tina Wheatley

    not going to lie but my Fitbit came off while I was at the airport in Vegas and I’m very happy a person told me you lost something so I know the feeling!

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