Today’s Workout: 15 minutes weights, 55 minutes elliptical, 10 minutes walking on an incline.***
**First of all thank you all so much for your incredibly kind and encouraging comments on my Race Recap post. I genuinely appreciate this community and the unconditional love and support I receive and feel on a daily basis. The race really was amazing and I do not want to discount that a bit. I wanted to write an honest report and not let my injury influence my opinion and “in the moment” feelings.***
Now the only way I can begin to describe this is by comparing it to the game Jenga. My tower has been built up and articulated perfectly. I gradually increased my mileage, precisely accomplished my tempo/speed workouts each week, performed well at my key races, and did everything in my power to properly prepare myself for a 3:20 marathon finish. I stacked my peices very carefully and everything was almost perfectly aligned.
Unfortunately one of the pieces from the bottom of the tower has been pulled and I am faced with a set back. It may be minor or it may be major and I’m not sure how long it is going to take to rebuild or if my tower is even salvageable. But what I do know is that I am going to do everything in my power to tape the pieces back together.
Soreness after a hard race is normal. In fact the weirdo that I am actually welcomes it because it means I pushed myself and it is a badge of honor.
Severe pain after a hard race is not normal.
The Cause: unknown. But likely a combination of running too far in my racing flats Monday and the extreme downhill of the race Saturday.
The Effect: I cannot run without severe pain in my left calf and shin. Walking is bearable but does not come without pain associated. It may be a muscle strain, shin splints, stress fracture, or possibly just severe soreness from the downhill race. I am not 100% sure and seeing a Doctor is basically pointless as there is nothing they can really do.
So where do I go from here? Besides burying my emotions in food (I am such a girl) and religiously taking my ib profin 800 every 4-6 hours.
R – Rest. Yup this one is a major punch in the gut for Rachelle Crazy cannot live without endorphins Wardle!
I – Ice. Icing like it is my job and I am getting paid to do it.
C – Compress. Wearing my compression sleeves as if I get a ticket for nudity if I take them off.
E – Elevate. Keeping the legs up as much as possible.
So that’s where I’m at. I may or may not run Napa Ragnar this weekend and I may or may not run St. George Marathon in three weeks. Whatever the outcome I will not quit pushing forward and continuing to build, repair, and rebuild my perfect tower. Setbacks suck but they are a part of life and I firmly believe that things happen for a reason.
As I sat, sulked, polished off a full bag of potatoes chips and iced my bummed leg yesterday I was humbled by the 9-11 tributes on TV.
Although my marathon may seem like the most important thing in the world to me at this moment in the big picture it doesn’t mean anything and it i just a race. Things could always be worse and I am counting my blessings.
**I apologize for this long and incredibly boring post but I felt I owed it to my readers to not ignore this and explain my feelings. I truly am not looking for sympathy but I did want to journal my thoughts.