The above picture is worth a thousand words and directly expresses how I have felt the past few weeks. It will be a month tomorrow since a random pooch decided to use my leg as a chew toy. This is my first real running injury even though it is not the traditional type.
In the first few days my main concern was “losing” the half-marathon mileage I had worked so hard for all summer. I was also super jealous of everyone running in my neighborhood and my social media pals posting about their races. I was not even worried about the chunk of my leg missing and the nasty scar I will probably have to live with. I just wanted to run.
I did not run at ALL the first two weeks. I did not start walking without a limp until week two. I randomly participated in a college cross-country meet, complete with dreadful hills, right at the two week injury mark. Maybe it was the adrenaline, maybe it was my former teammates egging me on…but I squeezed out a 24:40 5K complete with gauze and bandages wrapped around my leg. I put this accomplishment in the win column for me against the injury.
Week three felt like I took a few steps back. I set out to run three miles but within the first few steps I knew that was not going to happen. With every stride I could feel the hole in my leg jiggling around like a slice of jello, for lack of a better analogy. It wasn’t necessarily painful but it was uncomfortable. I think this caused me to run with a different gait and I gave myself some nice shin splints on the injured leg. I completed one mile and shook it off.
The next night I set out again and managed to painfully make it to two miles. I was beyond frustrated because I knew I had two half marathons coming up and I was running two miles at an almost ten minute pace. When I got home I skipped the water and went straight for the pinot grigio.
I took a few days off of running and just focused on cross-training. In the meantime the open wound started to scab up and the nerve damage I suffered seemed to be diminishing.
On Tuesday I set out with the goal of three miles again. I could feel the wound for about the first quarter mile but the pain went away. I finished with an 8:30 pace and started to feel like my old self. Today I ran four miles and I felt great.
I will still be running the Gulf Coast Half Marathon in one month. As I blogged about before I will be running the entire 13.1 miles in police uniform to raise money for the Special Olympics. If you would like to donate go to https://secure.specialolympics.org/site/c.mlIYIjNZJuE/b.8097703/k.F761/Together_We_Transform_Lives_Through_the_Joy_of_Sport/apps/ka/sd/donorcustom.asp?BeneficiaryID=LA118 Make sure to write Officer White Mandeville Police on your donation. You can also mail donations to:
SPECIAL OLYMPICS LOUISIANA
1000 East Morris Avenue
Hammond, LA 70403
I hope to see you guys out there. I will need all of the support I can get.
Lastly I booked my trip to Las Vegas today. I will be running the Rock N Roll Las Vegas Half Marathon in November. I am super excited to complete this bucket race.
Have you ever been injured? How long did it take you to get back running?