This morning I worked up more of a sweat than when I run 26.2 miles, in the summer.
I know what you are thinking: Wow? What sort of workout did you do? Mile repeats? Hills on the treadmill? Hot yoga?
Nope. None of the above. I went to the dentist and had a cavity filled. And I ended up literally drenched in sweat, in tears and screamed out during the procedure (as much as one can scream when your mouth is full of novacane and all their instruments). I HATE the dentist. I have a very unhealthy fear of the dentist. And I’m pretty sure they hate me – I bet my chart is filled with notes about how much I flinch and grimace and whine, just during a cleaning. So when I went last week and found out that I had a cavity, I DREADED today – the day I would get it filled. Even though they numbed me so I couldn’t feel anything, the SOUND of all the drills and the vibration of the drills and the smell of whatever they do just puts me over the edge. I seriously started having a panic attack and felt like things were closing in and my mouth was filling up with gunk. I convinced myself I was going to choke to death and die on the dental chair. I don’t know if I started blacking out or what, but I remember someone screaming and it turns out it was me – they were all like “It’s ok, that noise is just a suction, nothing to be afraid of” and then I noticed I had tears streaming down my face. Uggggg. What a baby I am! 40 years old and I cry getting a cavity filled! 🙂
Enough talk about the dentist, I’ll start having another panic attack! Fingers crossed I never need a root canal -they would seriously have to knock me out during it.
5 sloooow recovery miles today. Partly slow because I am still a bit sore from the half marathon (I just biked yesterday; today was first run), but mostly slow because the footing was so so horrible – very icy. Might end up on the treadmill tomorrow.