I haven’t been able to run since Monday and I’m going crazy.  I’ve managed to pull something in my hip and while it is not as painful as it was earlier this week, it’s still slightly uncomfortable.  I’ve been to the physio and I’ve been doing the exercises and stretches prescribed, and I’ve been icing/heating/TENS machining it since.

It’s terribly frustrating and I find that I’m looking at runners as they pass my flat or while I’m at the gym with envy.  I’ve been able to do alternative exercises such as the elliptical and the spin bike, which is fine and all, but it’s not the same.  I find that I’m more anxious and on edge since then, and it’s a combination of good and frustrating how much I’ve come to rely on running to clear my mind.

Hopefully, I will be back up and running sooner than later, because I’m not sure how long I can go without feeling like I’m back in control of my own body and mind.  Luckily, I’m off to London for a few days on Sunday, so that will surely brighten my mood and hopefully by Monday, I’ll be able to pop out for a short run.

When I last left you, I was feeling pretty down about being injured.  I was so sore and uncomfortable and even walking was causing discomfort.  I saw my physio right away and got stretched and massaged out.  I was re-assured that the injury wasn’t major, but that I needed to make some changes.  I took the week off from running, which pretty much made me crazy, and was able to walk, bike, and strength train instead.  I made sure I stretched, massaged, and foam rolled like I had never done before.  And now I need to make sure I stay on top of it.

When I woke up Monday, I felt SO much better.  When I went to the gym, I was able to manage 2 miles at a pretty slow pace, alternating with walking when I needed to.  I felt pretty good after and was so glad I was able to manage 2 miles with out any pain.

Tuesday I went to physio again and also Pilates class.

Wednesday I took the day off.

Thursday I warmed up on the bike and then ran 2.5 miles on the treadmill without too much discomfort.  I was wearing the newer trainers, whereas on Monday I was wearing older ones, and I’m wondering if it’s the newer shoes.  Hmmm.

Friday I was really lazy and had every intention of going to the gym but OINTNB.  You get me.

Today, I ran outside (since for once the sun was outish) 5K and felt pretty good.  I did have to take a few walk breaks, and I did notice that the newer sneakers don’t feel as “loose” as the older ones.  I think it’s time for another gait analysis.

All in all, it was a good week.  I have decided to modify my training schedule, and slowly build up my mileage again.  I’m a bit disappointed to not be working on speed vs distance, but right now the goal is to remain healthy while training.

And hopefully I will remember every Saturday to write up a brief update on the week.  I meant to do this last year and never did, and I think it will be beneficial to me and to others (if anyone else who is a slow runner who is thinking about running a half).

I won’t lie and say I wasn’t overjoyed when I had my physio intake last week.  I was worried that my ankle was completely done.  The first sprain/ligament tear was in November and the Talus area was still sore as anything.  It wasn’t improved when I slipped on the ice/tripped over another depression in the sidewalk 2 weeks ago; the swelling had increased once again.  But after all of the testing, manipulating, and hopping during the visit, I was told there was no reason I couldn’t return to walk/running in the next 10 days.

I’ve spent the past 6 days waiting for the swelling to go down and the pain level to decrease.  I’ve found on days where I walk over 11K steps, the pain increases.  So after a low mileage day yesterday (just barely making 10K steps) I decided today would be the day to try it out.  I used the treadmill at the gym, considering my issues with being unable to walk down the sidewalk as of late.  Seriously, it’s ridiculous.

My ankle didn’t hurt*.

I was amazed.

No pain at all, and no swelling in the hours that have passed.  I am SO happy because this means, that within reason, I can start running** again.  This is good, because I need it, if for nothing else it has been SO hard to deal with the stresses of life without being able to go out for a run.  I didn’t realise how much I enjoyed it, until I was unable to do it at all.  It was torture reading people’s race times/reviews and looking at people’s scenic pictures online.

And now I can use my cute Sweaty Betty earwarmers and new Fabletics running jacket that have been gathering dust in my closet.  🙂







* the Meralgia paraesthetica had other ideas and my thigh isn’t too happy

**running to me, that is.  I’m still slower than turtles in molasses

I haven’t had the best of trainings.  Granted, it has gone way better than the last time I attempted a 10K.  I’ve had setbacks, and that has been really frustrating.  I have tried to make the most of it, and hopefully I won’t die on Sunday.  🙂

(If you want to donate toward my fundraising goal, that would be rather brilliant!)

Here are some things I’ve learned along the way about training for a race.

  • Expect that things may not go your way.  I spent most of August not running because I was so afraid I had a stress fracture.  (I didn’t- just muscle tightness)  This meant I missed a month of running and I haven’t bounced back well from that time off.  I’ve only had 2 runs at a 5k or longer distance.
  • Illness (like injuries) happens.  I was all prepared to spend the past 2.5 weeks running like crazy.  Nope.  I got sick.  I hadn’t had a cold in over a year, so this threw me for a loop.  Add a weekend travelling and it was just a bad mix all around.
  • Find what works for you, and stick with it.  This time around, I tried something new.  And it just didn’t work for me, which is a shame.  It ended up making me not want to run and caused me a lot of anxiety I didn’t need.  It also brought on feelings of inadequacy and shame, along with the anxiety and stress.Granted, this is something I am going to have to work on (perhaps) if I want to move on in life.  However, as my elementary teachers used to say: “Cindy doesn’t play well with others.”  (This isn’t a reflection on anyone but myself and my social anxiety issues.)
  • Don’t forget cross/strength training.  I knew I should be doing it, but didn’t do much of it.  For me it was an all or nothing thing.  If I wasn’t running, I wasn’t doing anything.  I got really too much in my own way in training.

Have you ever encountered issues in race training?  Do you have any advice for me so I don’t die on Sunday? 

I royally cocked up August.  There’s no easy way to get around it.  I spent  the entire month wallowing in self-pity, depression, and pain.  My headache returned and I was injured (I did see a physio and apparently my calves are too tight, causing pain, so not REALLY injured, just need to stretch more).  I felt if I couldn’t run, I was a failure, and it was really hard for me to get off the couch/out of bed.  It also didn’t help that in tapering off the Amitriptaline, I’ve had awful insomnia.  Like I said, pity party.

My goals for August were:

  1. Go to run club every week.
  2. Run 2-3 times per week.
  3. Remember to stretch, ice, compress after every run.
  4. Strength train at least once per week- aim for twice.
  5. Continue to make progress on my research.

I didn’t achieve any of them at all.  Not even remotely.  Granted, with the injury, 1-3 were out.  I managed a few strength sessions, but I felt like they were such a waste since I didn’t really have a routine or plan for it.

I don’t want to talk about my research.

I haven’t even kept up with blogging, because to be honest, my posts would have been me whining and complaining about how I can’t get out of my own way.

So, for September, I decided that my goal is just to attempt to get my shit together.  I’m not even really sure what that is going to entail, but I know it shouldn’t involve me laying in bed reading 3 novels a day.

I could aim high right now and set a goal of fixing my sleep schedule, but I have 2 words that explain why that would just be a waste of time. Post-season baseball.

Wow, this post is all over the place (like my brain right now).

Here’s a Molly sleeping in my bed.

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