At some point in September, either in training for or during a race, I hurt myself. Both of my feet are screwed up. My far exterior tendons on my feet pop all the time. It’s not terribly painful, but not good. But my right foot is miserable. My arch PAINFULLY pops and feels like it’s collapsing and my Achilles Tendon sounds like it’s grinding against bone or something and pops and is incredibly painful. The elliptical is ok, but I can’t even really walk on a treadmill without paying for it afterwards. Dearly. I’ve been meaning to see someone about it, but i hate going to doctors.
VERy glad I (finally) went to a podiatrist. This year is gonna cost me an arm & a leg in medical bills, but I love her, she’s terribly sweet and said that she thinks a lot of what this is coming from is structural. I have ridiculously high arches and while I have good shoes and good orthotics from the running store, she wants me in customized inserts. She thinks that supporting my arches will alleviate the arch collapsing and popping and the consequential popping in the lateral tendons. What surprised me the most was when she asked if I work heels at work (I do) and if my Achilles/arch hurts when I wear those, and I said no and she said she wasn’t surprised as many people with Achilles problems feel better in their heels because it keeps the tendon short and not in pain, but just because it doesn’t hurt momentarily doesn’t mean it isn’t doing more damage. UGH.
She wants me in customized orthotics and to go to physical therapy and really work on the Achilles. Twice a week for at least 4 weeks. (jesus christ.) She loves this one particular rehab place that would help not only with the normal stretches etc but work with me on SLOWLY allowing me to cycle and walk on the treadmill and get into running again as well as not only working with my ankles and feet, but my calves and hips. If my hips or ankles are off a bit, maybe that’s why I’ve been favoring one foot over the other and making me fuck up my right foot.
We took molds of my feet and I should get my inserts for my running shoes in a couple of weeks? There’s a few hundred bucks. And heaven knows what the physical therapy bill would be. My god.
I don’t think my health insurance covers any of this, actually. Which fucking blows. But I have the money saved for out of pocket (my fucking deductible is like 3500 bucks anyway, so i never expect ANY of my insurance to cover ANY of my medical procedures. Ugh.) so fuck it, if i’m out a few grand, at least I’m doing what’s right for my body and my health. And maybe I can even just become a much better runner too? Yay for form and education?
My poor achilles. Sadface. But. BUT! I’m not just taking the injury for what it is and quitting and that, THAT, is a huge step forward.
This is my fitblr
I love this! Safe fitspo :)
You are not a machine.
I post a lot of the normal ones but these are just reminders to keep perspective :)
ALSO THE LAST ONE I LAUGHED SO HARD
Important things to remember
Oh my goodness guys. I FORGOT TO UPDATE THE RUNNING BLOG AFTER THE RACE.
I will blame that on some serious shit that went down with my dating life on the same day. It got a little crazy.
Anyway! So my friend Keira came all the way up to Chicago and we woke up at about 4:30 and we got all SCHOOL SPIRIT READY. Here, have a ton of photos from before the race:
PIctures of our nails. Keira is an imp and i Love her.
Homemade tutus by yours truly and totally ready to go!!
And fake Tattoos. ;)
Right before the race…”WHY ARE WE DOING THIS???”
Because here’s the thing. I got REALLY excited to see a friend RANDOMLY in a crowd of 11,000 on our way to the corral…and I ATE the pavement. My knees obviously took all of my fall and I ran the entire 6.2 with bloody knees. #LIKEABOSS
And here we are after finished!!! WITH MEDALS!!
Ok, so here is the actual running recap time:
So we only had to wait in the corrals for about a half of an hour; not bad considering we got screwed into the very last corral. :-P
Here’s a bit of a better version of the map of our course:
But we took off at a decently slow pace (I think we both knew that we had adrenaline out the wazoo so keep it low and slow at first…or it FELT low & slow…) After the first mile, we were doing pretty well. An occasional chat between us here & there and then the course went underground at McCormick Place. It was terrifying and I felt like I couldn’t breathe! (The Nike GPS is funny, it’s all dotted for about a third of a mile…) No wind, the lovely sound of footfalls is so hypnotic too and lovely. Unfortunately though? Dead animal. BOO.
We kept on trucking all the way down south to our turn around which was right around the 5k mark. We took a small walking break for a couple of minutes to drink water and just kind of recatch our breath and then we hit the jogging momentum again.
Both Keira and I agreed that at mile 4, we felt like we could run forever. It felt so good. And then at mile 4.5, KILL US NOW. We pushed through and thanks a hundred million times to Keira’s words of motivation! At mile 5, we were hurting a bit more and my mile 5.75, SERIOUSLY SHOOT ME IN THE FACE. We finally got to the 6 mile mark and that last quarter of a mile(ish) is there and the finish line is IN SIGHT. Keira was smart and saved up for a sprint to the end and I was battling a NASTY side stitch since mile 5.8 or so so the last half mile or so was AWFUL but I really did finish the best I could and DID run the entire way to the finish,.
I have to say, for the longest distance I’ve ever run, I’m really REALLY proud of my split times:
I posted this on FB but I’ve got a training program for a 15k and it starts today. I’m not 100% sure if I’ll be running it or not (it’s about $75/80 to register….OUCH!) but it’s a good goal so we’ll see!
I’m going to try and update this more often too as I have my running days. Fingers crossed! ack!
Healing process: day 6 since crash. Bruises getting green and that poor gash on my right knee (your left here…) just won’t really heal up right. I don’t want to wear a bandaid so it will scab over, but it keeps getting stuck on work pants and jeans, etc
I know this is the worst. I’ll stop now. But i like documenting how it’s healing. The human body is kind of amazing
Skinned knees and bruises galore. Really surprised that this hasn’t happened before this most recent race.
When you’re for a run and you feel like you’re dying, you wear sport clothes that absolutely don’t look sporty on you, you’re all sweaty and your face is tomato red…
All that and you still get thumbs up fom people who pass you with their cars…
It feels amazing!
TRY IT! :)
I don’t get thumbs up from anyone really, but I feel superior to other people I know AND superior to my 2011 (and before) self.
Look who ran really really far. (for this gal at least!) treadmill put it at 6.26 miles which may be a bit more accurate but that still is my longest run AND got me to the 10k for later in the month! Woohoo!!!
So proud of myself. Though I don’t think I’ve ever sweat so much and I LOVE my stupid red runner’s face. :-P