Do you ever totally jinx yourself? Because I think I did.
A couple of weeks ago, I was chatting with a co-worker at the running store about how lucky I’ve been, injury-wise. 17 years of running and I’ve been pretty much injury-free, aside from a few weeks off for an IT band thingy in college, and a extra-long taper before the 2006 Tampa Gasparilla Marathon due to some plantar faciitis creeping in.
Knock on wood.
No sooner had the words left my mouth – I started getting some tightness in my calves. No biggie, but it was persistent. Then, I started to notice that first thing in the morning, my calves and heels groaned and ached right when I got out of bed. And during the first few minutes of a run. But still not such a big deal – the stiffness and soreness always went away once I was warmed up.
If it gets worse I will back off, I told myself firmly.
Today, it was worse. Ugh.
Bastard little heel.
I met up with the CPTCers (plus a special appearance from Sarah! Yay!) for our usual Thursday tempo workout. As usual, the calves and heels were sore and stiff as we headed out on our warm-up. But this time, instead of relenting, the pain intensified in my right heel.
Eh, I thought. If it gets worse, I’ll back off.
On to the soft, sandy bridle path for the first of two 2.5-mile loops. The upper section of the bridle path on the West side is like running on a freaking beach. More pain, every time I pushed off. I slowed down. It almost felt like I was limping a bit. Not good.
As I passed the mile mark, I gave myself a little talking-to. Self, I said, you know better than to push through this. This workout is not worth risking further injury. You need to cut it short.
Our coach was stationed a bit up the course. Reluctantly, I pulled off as I approached him. I explained what was going on and got the answer I expected: rest. Classic RICE: rest, ice, compression, elevation. But emphasis on the rest.
Truthfully, I get a lot of newer runners asking my advice about this or that, and I’m pretty good at giving advice. But I’m horrible at following it when it applies to me. If the tables were turned and I were giving advice to me, it would be a no brainer: You are having aches that are turning to sharper pain? And you ran 56 miles last week? Time off. A week.
However. Sitting here thinking about a week off is just miserable. Stupid Achilles tendon. And even more ironic that I’m not sure which is actually my Achilles heel: the body part itself or my stupid stubborn psyche.
I’m holding out hope that I caught this early and a few days of rest will nip this in the bud. So I’m taking the weekend off. But I need y’all to help keep me accountable on this:
No running! Not until…let’s say, Tuesday!
Whew. It was actually kind of difficult to write that. It’s like…putting it out there. I guess blog is good for that – your goals are public and it’s easier to hold yourself accountable, right? Whether the goal is running…or not running.
Aaaand that’s enough drama-queening about my itty-bitty injury. I’m fully aware that many people out there have is much, much worse. I’m grateful for every step I’ve been able to run, injury-free, for the last seventeen years. And this little issue is small beans right now – I’m confident that a few days’ rest will get things back on track.
But it’s my blog and I’ll whine if I want to. 🙂
Today’s EAT: Late dinner. Open the freezer and throw some stuff together. That often means a dressed-up frozen pizza around here!
Tonight was chicken sausage and a balsamic syrup, drizzled. Hey, we officially have no veggies in the house!
Today’s DRINK: I was feeling cranky today when I got home from my truncated workout. So naturally, I wanted a little something cathartic to sip on.
Not wine. Not beer. Nope, I wanted sweet tea vodka.
Oh bejeezus. Have you had this stuff? It’s kind of unreal.
The hubs and I picked some up this weekend – inspired by Rachel – and it’s been taunting me from the freezer all week.
I went 1/3 sweet tea vodka, 1/3 lemonade and 1/3 soda water. So refreshing. And delicious. Wait – you mean there’s alcohol in here? Seriously.
Today’s RUN: My poor abbreviated tempo run. Sad face.
I did manage to jog around a bit after I pulled out of the workout, to the tune of a mile and a half. (Jogging on the harder cinder of the reservoir actually felt fine.) So with a 2 mile warm up, 1.5 mile tempo and 1.5 mile res jog, I still logged 5 today.
Bye, running, for a bit. I’ll see you next week. 😦
Today’s QUESTION: What’s your Achilles Heel? Whether it’s an actual physical injury that nags you, or something that just always seems to get in your way.
In the past, work was always my Achilles Heel. I would let my running fall to the wayside when I was traveling, or just working too many long hours. I can’t complain about corporate life getting in the way these days, though!