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Tuesday, October 18, 2011

The One with a 3 mile bust

So last night I had 3 miles on my schedule. I looked at it and laughed. Three miles you say? “Easy”, “fun” and “fast” were the thoughts running through my head. Michelle was going to meet me and I figured we’d do the old neighborhood loop for old time’s sake. We started out and we both had good energy, yet I instantly knew that this was it, this was the bad run I had been waiting for. It had arrived. Little did I know this run was going to bring me to tears. Mile 1 was painful, but usually it just takes me a while to settle in, and besides, we were only doing 3…famous last words! We did mile 1 in 12:19 and when I saw that my instant thought was, “oh crap!” It was too fast, no wonder I was hurting. Yet again my mind said, only two more, hang on, because you are strong. Yet last night, my pain was much stronger than I was. I barely made it another quarter mile before I had to pull up and stop.
My whole right leg, and by whole, I mean everything from my glutes, to my IT band, to my quads, to my groin, to the ligaments around my knee, to my calf, to the outer part of my ankle just hurt. Painfully! I have an extremely high pain tolerance, good? Maybe, but it’s probably more of a bad thing than it is good. Mile two was trying to run some but mainly just walking. And even walking hurt tremendously.
My mind began racing…”why now? I have 7 races in the next 8 weeks! I can’t be injured now. What am I going to do? This is awful! What about my marathon……!!!” I was a mess, to say the least.
I was able to run the last mile and actually did it in fairly decent time (not completely sure the pace, but I know it was fast). I immediately got in my car and called Alex, and then proceeded to lamented to him for the next half hour (the poor guy!) Every thought and possibility went through my mind and you better believe he heard it all:
 What if I go to the doctor and they tell me I can’t run? (Well they probably would tell you not to run)
I can’t NOT run, that’s ridiculous!! (Well, then maybe you need to cut back some)
But I have paid for these races, I can’t just skip those (what if you didn’t run during the week and then just ran the races)
That might have to be the solution for the moment, but what about my training plan and my mileage? (Well what if you injure yourself even worse?) ß Ah the annoying voice of reason!
And it went on like that; Jumbles of thoughts running through my minds. I went home and then cried to my mom (I can’t cry in front of the boyfriend yet, he’s not ready for that!). The control freak in me is just so scared and discouraged. I was improving. I was enjoying the runs. And it’s just what I do; you can’t take that away from me.
I spent the next hour and a half icing and foam rolling and lathering up with muscle rub, all of which did help, it’s not better, but it helped. So that made me feel a little bit better, at least it made me feel like this might be a manageable thing if I am extremely diligent about icing and foam rolling.
So where does that leave me? Well for this week at least I’m going to take it easy. That being said, my normal Wednesday night run will be skipped, I may attempt a few miles on Thursday, but I may just cross train instead.  I have a half marathon on Saturday which I have already planned to do at an easy pace. I’m doing this race with my dad and stepmom and I have told them that this is their day, so I go at their pace and do what they do. I’m not racing and I have no intentions of beating any certain time goal. And from there, well icing and foam rolling every day will be done. Cross training will be done. And I will also not be doing any back to back running days; clearly my body needs to recover. But from there, only time will tell. I hope that I find relief soon and if you have any advice for me, please, I will welcome it!

1 comment:

Sean and Rain Gowens said...

I had a similar issue with my ankle a few weeks back...I cried too so don't feel bad! :) I just iced it like every 30 minutes during the day....and I took it easy on my proceeding runs that week. Hopefully it's nothing serious and you will feel better the next time you run! Still absolutely NO FUN and I understand your frustration! You will be in my prayers this week!