We are on Wednesday of week 10 and it's been pointed out to me on a couple of occasions that I'm behind on my blog. I know. The thing is, my foot hurts. Not like last time. In fact it's not even the same foot.
I'm guessing it has something to do with the peroneal tendon and where it inserts into the 5th metatarsal. I'm relatively sure it's not a stress fracture as it has once faded over the last two weeks.
Week 8
Monday - rest
Tuesday - 5 miles
Wednesday - strength training
Thursday - 6 miles
Friday - 4 miles, strength training
Saturday - .62 miles
Sunday - 4.5 miles
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I remember the distinct moment my foot started to hurt. I was about 3.24 miles into my run on the treadmill on Friday. Don't ask me why I was on the treadmill because I don't even remember. I do remember thinking "hmm this feels weird". I thought about stopping to stretch or shake it out or whether I should just stop running all together. It didn't really seem THAT significant so I told myself I'll finish at 4. I know it felt uncomfortable when I was walking around the gym. I also know shit hit the fan when I tried to run on it on Saturday. I quit quickly. Hoping to save myself from hurting more. Sunday I ran small circles close to the apartment complex pretending like it didn't hurt and keeping close enough to get home quickly when I accepted that it actually did. 12 miler down the drain.
Week 9
I went into week 9 fully prepared to take the whole week off from running. If that's what it took I was going to do it. I wanted to play it smart and I was trying to think long term.
Monday - Elliptical 60 minutes, strength training
Tuesday - Elliptical 60 minutes
Wednesday - Elliptical 30 minutes, 2 miles (treadmill), strength training
Thursday - Elliptical 30 minutes, 2 miles (outdoors)
Friday - 5 miles
Saturday - 6 miles
Sunday - 6 miles
The itch to run crept in on Tuesday. My foot felt good and I would even go so far as to say it didn't hurt. Woohoo Megan, you made it a whole TWO days. It took all of my willpower to convince myself that one more day off would not hurt. In fact if anything it should help.
So Wednesday rolls around and as I sneak off the elliptical I tell myself "I'm just going to try it". Success!! It felt good but I definitely didn't want to push it. I wanted to do 3 but somehow I talked myself out of it. As the week went on I didn't really feel anything.
This was supposed to be my 18 mile long run weekend. I wasn't really freaked out about missing it if that was the case because I missed the same run back when I was training for NYC in 2009 and everything came out just fine. I even contemplated running Sunday evening to total it up for the long run but something in me said "just rest". So I did.
I have to say I was pretty surprised how fresh my legs felt even on Sunday. I was working it hard on the elliptical and made those workouts count. I guess when you want to run and you're experiencing the verge of injury (either end) - you want to run - and it's a lot less about "this hurts/sucks" and more about "yes, I can RUN, I GET to run"....
This brings us to week 10. Seriously... 8 weeks away! Monday, the soreness kicked in my legs and they reminded me I hadn't taken a rest day in over a week. So I treated myself to one. Tuesday, I got 6 amazingly peaceful miles in on the trails. It was one of those runs where you lose yourself and find yourself at the same time. Cheesy, but so true. I wish I could savor those runs forever.
Unfortunately I woke up this morning and my foot hurts.. again. I took to the trail to test it out and made it about .4 miles out and turned around because it hurt like a bitch.
I've been icing and taking some Aleve. Here's hoping for a better day tomorrow. I'm trying not to think about how my training plan is falling apart. Mostly I'm trying not to think about it at all. It's not about losing the race registration fee this time if I can't run the race. I just want to run. I need to run.
Week 9
I went into week 9 fully prepared to take the whole week off from running. If that's what it took I was going to do it. I wanted to play it smart and I was trying to think long term.
Monday - Elliptical 60 minutes, strength training
Tuesday - Elliptical 60 minutes
Wednesday - Elliptical 30 minutes, 2 miles (treadmill), strength training
Thursday - Elliptical 30 minutes, 2 miles (outdoors)
Friday - 5 miles
Saturday - 6 miles
Sunday - 6 miles
The itch to run crept in on Tuesday. My foot felt good and I would even go so far as to say it didn't hurt. Woohoo Megan, you made it a whole TWO days. It took all of my willpower to convince myself that one more day off would not hurt. In fact if anything it should help.
So Wednesday rolls around and as I sneak off the elliptical I tell myself "I'm just going to try it". Success!! It felt good but I definitely didn't want to push it. I wanted to do 3 but somehow I talked myself out of it. As the week went on I didn't really feel anything.
This was supposed to be my 18 mile long run weekend. I wasn't really freaked out about missing it if that was the case because I missed the same run back when I was training for NYC in 2009 and everything came out just fine. I even contemplated running Sunday evening to total it up for the long run but something in me said "just rest". So I did.
I have to say I was pretty surprised how fresh my legs felt even on Sunday. I was working it hard on the elliptical and made those workouts count. I guess when you want to run and you're experiencing the verge of injury (either end) - you want to run - and it's a lot less about "this hurts/sucks" and more about "yes, I can RUN, I GET to run"....
This brings us to week 10. Seriously... 8 weeks away! Monday, the soreness kicked in my legs and they reminded me I hadn't taken a rest day in over a week. So I treated myself to one. Tuesday, I got 6 amazingly peaceful miles in on the trails. It was one of those runs where you lose yourself and find yourself at the same time. Cheesy, but so true. I wish I could savor those runs forever.
Unfortunately I woke up this morning and my foot hurts.. again. I took to the trail to test it out and made it about .4 miles out and turned around because it hurt like a bitch.
I've been icing and taking some Aleve. Here's hoping for a better day tomorrow. I'm trying not to think about how my training plan is falling apart. Mostly I'm trying not to think about it at all. It's not about losing the race registration fee this time if I can't run the race. I just want to run. I need to run.
