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Friday, January 27, 2012

Recovery = More Free Time

Aside from a better awareness of the evolving running form and learning how important your feet really are to this whole equation for running, I would say the best thing to come out of this week of recovery would be the fact that my house is completely spotless before the weekend! I normally clean the entire house on Saturdays but because I had nothing else to do but hobble around and lay up with ice resting on my foot, I've been able to get some chores done when I just got tired of sitting.

So YAAAAY for productivity! I am going to miss my long run this weekend. But I'm back to running by next Tuesday. I'm going to the running store as early as possible to get fitted and back on the treadmill to knock out 5 miles. Can't wait!

I still have mixed feelings about this break. Since really accepting it, I haven't wanted to really talk about running. It just makes me sad all over again. Oh well...could be worse.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

It's Gotta Be the Shoes...

On January 1st I stopped by my faaavorite running store and bought a brand new pair of my Brooks Adrenaline GTS 11s (I *heart* these shoes) on sale! Looks like the change in my foot strike and these shoes just don't mesh well. When I started running back in 2009, I was a traditional underpronator with some heel striking mixed in there. In an attempt to become a more efficient runner, I trained myself to become a midfoot/forefoot striker. Well it looks like I succeeded.

My favorite shoe in all the land doesn't offer much forefoot cushioning unfortunately. And with me plodding along for an average of 35 miles per week, the impact was reeking havoc on my left foot. So after EVEN MORE extensive research today, I've narrowed it down to me having metatarpalsalgia caused by my shoe. :(

So glad my running store gives you 90 days to return your shoe. I knew that you could risk injury from running in the wrong type of shoe, but I never really considered getting another gait analysis done to make sure that the shoe that you love still loves you back. Lesson learned.

Still icing...

Monday, January 23, 2012

Stupid Pseudo Injuries

I'm that person who gets injured or hurts herself in the dumbest ways possible. You know how doctors say "there's only 0.02% chance of that ever happening." Yep... I'm in that box labeled 0.02%.

So after knocking out my 17 miler two weeks ago, I felt great except for this annoying cramp in my left foot. I continued to run through the week and just let it go. I didn't feel like I was going to fall over on my face from pain, so I just kept running... but by Friday, the discomfort was a little more prevalent even when I wasn't running. I figured I wouldn't run on it for a couple of days before my 18 miler and it would be fine.

So after yesterday's epic 18 miler, it was ridiculously painful to put weight on my left foot. Now, the top of my foot is swollen and it looks like I'll have to pause on the running stuff. I'm icing it now and planning to get on the bike and do some weights for a few days until the swelling and soreness subsides.

I did my inch high private eye/self diagnosing that I do so well and found that I may have some minor metatarsal bruising going on caused by continuous high impact running. Great. Just great.






This blows... I'm just not physically built for this stuff but I guess I have one of those bodies that I have to beat into submission. It needs to learn that this endurance thing isn't going anywhere anytime soon.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Mind over matter... or just a good TV line up


Today I ran 18 miles on the treadmill. Yes you read that right... EIGHTEEN MILES. Most people say they could never do that. Me? I'm a freak. If I have to do something, I'll do it. No questions asked, no ifs, ands, or buts about it. But it took some planning.

I know that I'm guilty of glancing at the treadmill display every .0056 seconds only to grimace in disgust when the treadmill takes 25 years to tick through the decimal points of a mile. So I came prepared with a towel to cover the display, a magazine to hold it all in place, and something interesting to watch on TV.

I watched a few shows and caught up on that new show, "An Idiot Abroad". I thought the title was befitting. What idiot would run 18 miles on a treadmill? One who forgot to order some Yaktrax. Even though Maryland gets snow pretty regularly in the winter months, there's always this "OMG! What do we do?!" factor that plagues the decision making when it comes to clearing and salting roads and sidewalks. That's the joy of living in the city. No where safe to run until the sun comes out to dry up all the patchy icy areas.

Oh well...somewhere Santa is smiling because one good little girl is actually getting some use out of her Christmas gift. Go me! :)

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Training has hit a snag

I'm currently training for the Rock and Roll USA Marathon in March. Yesterday I was supposed to run 5 miles and tomorrow, I'm supposed to run 18. For the past week or so, I've had this annoying cramp in my foot that feels like some sort of sprang. I'm limping all through the house and hoping that rest will convince the annoying feeling to go away!

But at the same time, I'm reaching a mental lull. It's week 11 in my training and I'm getting to the point where I'm thinking "this run is soooooo long" in the middle of my mid-week runs (usually something in the 8 mile range) and at the beginning of the long run. I'm complaining, I know. I'm whining, I know. It happens. I'll get over it...but I just hate it when these moments hit.