Thursday night when I went to bed my right foot felt a little off. There was a certain twinge when I stepped down on the side of my ankle. I had planned to run 17 miles Friday morning but decided to cut it back to 12 and just see how it felt. Surprisingly enough, it didn’t hurt at all during the run but after the run and ALL day Friday it felt off every time I stepped on it. Not good.
Immediately my mind and body went into panic mode. How was I going to run my Half Marathon next weekend? How could I train for NYC like this? Do I have plantar fascitis? Is this going to set me back for months? There goes Boston again! And I’m sad to admit the worst of all was- why do I even continue to train if I’m just going to get knocked down by an injury?
We’ve all been there. The injury. The denial. The anger. The depression. We start googgling our symptoms because that always makes us feel better, right? The only tiny bit of hope I had was vaguely remembering experiencing symptoms like this a few weeks before the Dallas White Rock Marathon in December, 2009. I remember being a little panicked but my foot felt better 2 days later.
Saturday the weird ankle pain was still there so I decided not to run. John was out of town so it was just me and the kids. Unfortunately, I let my injury scare get the better of me and I was not the most patient and kind person to be around. My very sweet mother-in-law asked if the kids wanted to come over and play so I had some time to myself in the afternoon which was rare. Usually the only child-free time I have is spent running and for about one second I didn’t know what I was going to do with this surprising gift of time. I layed down on my bed for a moment and woke up an hour and a half later. Apparently I was tired. I woke up feeling a little better about life.
I iced my ankle and continued to keep weight off of it. I also went on an unplanned date with my husband when he came home which was also very wonderful. By Saturday night my foot was actually feeling a little better. Sunday when I woke up it felt almost 100% but I decided to take another rest day from running Sunday just to be on the safe side. I can’t remember the last time I took off two days in a row from running. My good running buddy (who calmed me down throughout my running injury crisis mode) reminded me that an extra day off is better than an even longer setback. She is curently recovering from a stress fracture and hasn’t run in 9 weeks. She knows a lot about taking time off because of an injury. I’m so very thankful for running friends who understand this crazy
obsession hobby and can talk sense into me when I need to hear it.
This morning when I woke up my ankle felt completely better. I decided to lace up for an early run. I made it 3 miles but there was a lot of lightening outside so I decided to finish up on the treadmill. Besides a very annoying side stitch the run went well and my ankle never bothered me. I’m still not exactly sure what the problem was but whatever it was I’m glad it passed and my foot feels normal again.
I really need to not panic like that and think the worst when faced with a possible injury. I am ashamed that I let it affect my mood. Every injury is not a huge you’ll-be-out-for-months type of injury. I can’t think about throwing in the towell and allow myself to think negative.
So switching gears… It’s race week. My half marathon is in 5 days and I am starting to get that anxious, nervous, exciting feeling. I’m going to think positive race thoughts all week long. I can do this!
And now for the SUPER STAR news… 🙂
This week the Super Star for the kindergarten class is…. ROCKY!! Check him out!
I love this kindergarten tradition. It was just three years ago when my Abi was the Super Star for the week. Rocky is such a blessing in our lives and I hope he has an incredibly special week. He was so excited about being the Super Star when he woke up this morning. I brought his favorite snack to class (peanut butter and jelly sandwiches cut out like dinosaurs and milk). Then I read his favorite book- Wolf’s Coming! He also got to dress up in a costume of his choice.
|We had a pirate theme going...|
His Super Star visit was definitely the highlight of my day. What a great way to start off the week! Now I just need to stay positive as I prepare for this weekend. I have put in the training. It’s time to have fun and run FAST!!