Thursday, February 19, 2009

Giant Purple Bruises

Okay, truth time.

My right foot is totally and completely f***ed!

I'm sorry was that too blunt?

The swelling has gone down and I am left with a giant - we're talking spans the whole right side and top of my foot - purple/yellow bruise. And it still is sore when I run. Not that I have run much lately. My last quality run was a week and half ago when I did my seven mile long run. A few days after that was when I turned my ankle (and apparently rolled every ligament in my foot) and so I rested for a week. Then I tried to do my 8 mile run on Sunday but that got cut short when my husband got sick and I had to sprint home 3 miles in to get the car and come pick him up. (Glad, I did by the way. He was NOT well. Just pointing out that the run doesn't count as quality.) Anyway, I ran 2 easy miles yesterday and my foot is still pretty sore. If the bones in my foot are held together with ligaments, and you think of those ligaments like ropes, well, yesterday it felt like those ropes kept snapping, one by one, leaving very little support for my foot.

So what is my plan you might ask? Keep running anyway. I know it is only a sprain, and pretty soon it will be healed. I put off my speed work until tomorrow in the hopes of getting a couple extra days of healing and I am just crossing my fingers that it will be enough. Enough to get me trained properly for 13.1 miles. Enough to get me across that finish line in 2 hours. Because I really want to get there in 2 and up until I rolled my ankle I knew it could be done. Fitness wise I am there...now if my ligaments would just cooperate!

On a lighter note, I took Noah to get new shoes the other day and he picked out "runnin' shoes like Daddy's". They are legit too, little blue and silver Sauconys. The minute we got them he announced we had to go run and proceeded to run the entire length of the mall without stopping. Good thing his legs are still short and I can keep up. I have a feeling one of these days he will be leaving me in the dust!

1 comment:

  1. If getting hauled off to the ER in a ambulance qualifies as not well, then I guess that was me in that 8 mile run. But I don't understand why it wasn't quality...you had to run back to the house at a much faster pace than normal!

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