Back in the Saddle

I stuck to my guns and did NOT lace up and hit the pavement at all this week.  On one hand I felt like a fat, lazy sloth, and on the other hand I kind of enjoyed getting to come home from work, crack open a cold one and do whatever I dang well pleased all evening.  (There was a LOT of Guitar Hero playing going on around here this week.)

My knee hasn’t bothered me all week, but then again it never does except after I run.  I was really hoping that the week off would allow time for it to calm down.  The training plan called for 18 this weekend, but I just really didn’t know how far I’d be able to go having not run all week and not knowing how the knee would hold out.

Between the “taper,” the foam rolling, the stretching, the ibuprofen, the icing, the Domino’s Pacific Veggie on a Brooklyn-style crust for dinner last night, the Clif bar for breakfast, the GU Chomps, and the Cytomax SOMETHING worked!!!

There were a few tears again, but this time they were tears of celebration and praise.  (Yes, I’m a big ol’ sniveling, emotional crybaby.  What about it?)  I pulled off 18 miles this morning in 3:21:16 (an 11:11 pace)!  They weren’t pain free, but it was more of a nagging discomfort than a pain.  I’m sitting here on my couch icing right now, so we’ll see what tonight and tomorow bring.  I’m still gonna keep the appointment with the sports doctor Wednesday just to see if he can offer some advice because obviously something still isn’t right.  But I’m feeling a lot better about things than I have been.  After last week I was really scared this training had just come to a screeching halt.  But I have hope again.  Shoot, I’m EXCITED again.

Seven weeks to go!  I have a medal waiting for me in Vegas with my name on it!

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Time Out

I’m putting myself in time out.  I’ve been a bad runner.  My body has been telling me, “I need a break,” and I didn’t listen.  Well, I SORTA listened.  I didn’t run my scheduled 5 miles Thursday, but I went ahead with my long run yesterday.

Can we say OUCH??????

I was able to squeeze out 11 (I was only scheduled for 12 anyway) before the pain just got the absolute best of me and I HAD to stop.  It’s not the outer knee/upper shin pain anymore.  I rolled the living crap out of my IT band.  It was super tight.  (Note to self:  Use foam roller as a PREVENTATIVE as it was intended and like you bought it for.)  The rolling seems to have fixed that.

But OMG… the kneecap pain.  The EXCRUCIATING kneecap pain.

I took a butt load of ibuprofen and iced it like crazy last night and it hurt even worse this morning.  I took more ibuprofen and iced again before church, and right now at nearly 6 pm, it is perfectly fine.

But I’m not making the same mistake I made last week.  Last week I was fine by Sunday night so I went ahead with my first two midweek runs.  I’m not doing that this week.

I don’t feel like I am truly INJURED.  If it was a true injury, actual anatomical damage, I don’t think OTC anti-inflammatories and ice would help.  I think something in there has just gotten a little angry.  So I am going to take some time and let my body do what I feel like it’s trying to do anyway:  heal.

I’m taking a week off.  I don’t want to jump back in tomorrow or Tuesday even though I’m pain-free and hit the reset button on any healing that’s taken place so far.

I hate to think of what I’ll lose this week, but I think it’s the smartest thing I can do for my marathon goals.

So I’m going to make the best of this week.  I’m going to work in the yard, clean my neglected house, maybe clean out my clos–  ….

Oh, who am I kidding???  I couldn’t even type that with a straight face!

I just rented the new Guitar Hero Warriors of Rock for five days.

Game on.