The Blue Nose Marathon is just seven days away. I haven’t run a single step for two whole weeks. Screwed doesn’t seem expressive enough of a word.
It’s not laziness this time that has kept me from running. That’s a stunning turn of events, to be sure. This time I actually wanted to run. The desire was there and the opportunity. Unfortunately my ankle had other ideas.
I wish I knew what happened to cause the brutally throbbing pain in the area just above my heel. I don’t remember twisting or rolling it. When I returned home one evening after a run with Shiva, it felt a little sore but I took that for granted. Running is painful. Period. There was no reason to suspect the feeling in my ankle was anything different from the feeling in my calves the day before. Until the next morning when not only had the pain not gone away, but it was stronger and ever-present.
It was all I could do to walk, let alone attempt to run.
Fourteen days later I am finally feeling capable of hitting the pavement once more without fear of re-injury. Tragically, I know whatever gains I made in my endurance are completely gone. I have to start right back at the beginning of my training again. Given there is only one week before the race, it’s a certainty I will be walking most of the 5 kilometres.
Frustrating. To say the least.
The kicker? I finally took a good look at the race route and discovered it leads right up Citadel Hill. Only the largest hill in the entire city of Halifax. I can understand why they chose the location. The view from the top is gorgeous. Too bad my brain will have shut down due to lack of oxygen by the time I make it up there.
Ah well. At least I can say I had another sports injury. That’s pretty cool, right? Even better, I have raised a decent amount of money for the Nova Scotia SPCA – the reason I decided to do this nutty thing in the first place.
Now that the pressure is off for the race, I can spend the next few days preparing myself in other, more fun ways. Like shopping for comfortable and lightweight clothing. I did most of my training runs in jeans and khakis because I didn’t have time to look for anything else. (And I wonder why I hurt myself?) I can research running and stretching technique, something else I should have done before. There is also much music to be downloaded on to my rarely used MP3 player. I never listen to music when I run with Shiva as I have to be vigilant to avoid any potential reactive disasters. On race day I intend to be loaded up with nothing but the most energizing sounds.
Oh, and I need to stock up on Tylenol. Just in case.
Do you have any final week advice? Have you ever participated in a running or walking event? I’d love to hear your war stories. I’d also love to hear any music recommendations or pain prevention methods. I want to be fully armed before stepping across that line and chugging up that intimidating hill.
Thank you so much for all of your support! It means more than I can say to know you are cheering me on.