Getting ‘Back on Track’

In the nearly 15 months I’ve been coming to Blitz, I’ve never really taken a break. I classify breaks as unintentionally sleeping in and missing HIIT on Thursdays or taking vacation – though I’m pretty diligent about working out and running while I’m away. Working out and running have become engrained in my life. I love everything about my routine – the personal training, the HIIT, the running, as well as the time of day, the limits that are pushed and the people I’m surrounded by.

So, in a nutshell, March sucked.

I blogged about my hip thing (I still, for some reason, refuse to call it an injury). Early March was when it really kicked in, and since it would only hurt when I ran, I essentially stopped running but also limited my workouts as I received some chiropractic treatment.

Then I went on vacation. And despite what I blogged previously, my destination was not fit this time around. A friend and I took in all Montreal has to offer – aka all the sights, all the culture and ALL THE FOOD. I have no regrets, but people are either really impressed or really disgusted by what we managed to consume in five days (we, ourselves, are mostly impressed).


And while that’s what vacation should be (to a point), I would have given anything to run through Mount Royal Park a couple of times (at least). But I didn’t. So after days of craft beer, poutine and bagels, I came home determined to get back to it – hip be damned.


It’s been an ongoing war inside my own head. One part of me knowing I should take it easy, and the other part of me certain the pain will go away if I just ignore it.

To be honest, I felt off track. The pain in my hip, the uncertainty of whether to stretch or not stretch, of whether to work out or not work out, of whether to run or not run (whether it hurt or not) was frustrating. Going to the gym twice a week when I was used to going six was hard. I actually wasn’t sure what to do with my time. I felt tired. I felt gross. I felt guilty. Not running at all when I usually run four times a week was also hard, and I was ridiculously envious of anyone who could and would go for a run.

My running inspirations – the Keykos – recommended a physiotherapist to me, and he is confident he can help. He told me straight off the bat I don’t have to stop running or cut back on working out – as long as I’m not pushing through any pain.

So I’m being reasonable (I think). I currently don’t do any direct hip flexor exercises at Blitz, and I’m not working out six days a week – I’ve limited it to four (okay, five at most). As for running, I ran just over a week ago for the first time in nearly a month. I didn’t necessarily ease into it – I ran 11 km total with some folks from Blitz, including 5 km of hills with November Project Canada. I was sore after but my hip held up. All in all, I’m looking forward to the next few weeks of physio, as my workouts are getting back on track, running seems to be something I can attempt to start to slot back into my schedule, and the plan to ramp up marathon training at the end of the month still seems attainable.


I was never worried I would gain weight, lose the ability to lift (what I consider) heavy weights and forget how to run. I’m aware it’s barely been a month.

And while I’m sure I talked about it – and maybe still do – incessantly (sorry friends), I’ve had a lot of support (thanks friends). So instead of counting the amount of times I was active each week in March on one hand, I’m focusing on recent happenings that indicate the past few weeks are indeed just a speed bump. For example, my hills with the tribe totaled 5 km in 30 minutes, which I’m happy with after a month of not running. And the crazy (and encouraging, inspirational and amazing) Brett had me squat shoulder press 50lbs last week.


I’m probably too hard on myself, but in terms of my fitness journey, I’m classifying March 2015 as my first setback. It’s not much of one, in the grand scheme of things, but it’s definitely been a bit of a mental exercise. And it’s made me realize this quote I’ve stated to myself before is really true: “The only time you should ever look back is to see how far you’ve come.”

I’ll remember that as I work to get “back on track” this month. And if you’re ever having an off day, a bad workout or a crappy run, I hope you remember it too.


  1. Great blog my friend. Also I love your shorts in that last picture.

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