Tuesday, September 10, 2024

Sidelines

I'm back in a funk. Physical and Mental. One necessitating the other - former to latter. 

On a run 12 days ago, when I was done, I knew I was hurt. 

In reality, I was injured before that 13 mile run (one that was supposed to be 16, but I knew I couldn't do it), but I had always run through the pain - and successfully at that. This time, not so much. 

As it was a Saturday - and a holiday weekend at that, I just had to suffer. Later in that day, honestly, I could barely walk. Not even an exaggeration. Sunday wasn't any better, with Labour Day I had better mobility, but far from stellar. 

That all said, I haven't run one step since. I can't. The hip hurts far too much. 

I have not run with either group since that Saturday, but it so far culminated in me missing a half marathon for which I signed up. I knew I couldn't run it, but I thought, maybe I could walk it. But at 04:00 the day of, I knew I could not walk 13 miles. It would be too painful. 

Yes, I've seen the doc, but so far, no help. No injections, as it hasn't been long enough. He gave me prescription pain patches, which have been useless in reducing pain, and while they are supposed to last for 24 hour each, I don't think they're made for hips and hairy upper legs. The movement of the hip and the lack of adherence to the hair doesn't really keep it on. They're probably great for lower backs. Or people who can't or don't move. 

While I silently said 'stress fracture', I couldn't bring myself to say it aloud. He did though. As a possibility, not a probability. We will find out within the week. I have an MRI this Friday, though I don't expect the results until this upcoming Monday. I also have a chiropractic appointment on Friday.

So, the mental part is difficult for me. I use running as much for my mental health as I do for my physical well being. Now adding onto it that fear of missing out shit. I am envious, jealous and a bit despondent when I saw all the folks who did the half marathon and not me. Post talking myself that I COULD have and SHOULD have walked it - though I don't know that I could have - at least not been able to walk for days afterwards. 

It also plagues me on a relay marathon I have coming up at the end of the month and a fully scheduled one in 48 days. 47 when you read this. 

I'm spiraling and poor 710 knows it. g-d love him, he's coping with me. 

I have another message out to my doc about what to do about pain. Motrin nor Tylenol are barely helping. I can LifeCycle - and do, about an hour a day to loosen up the hip and get some exercise in, but leg days are out of the question right now. 

As it turns out, I'm not very good at sitting things out. No surprise there. 


Registration for the Cleveland Marathon opens this morning. While I have no illusions of running that full anytime soon, I would sign-up for the half. But I'll fight that buzz surrounding it - at least for a few weeks. 



Song by: Wallows

2 comments:

James Dwight Williamson said...

Best wishes that you can quickly get back to what you love

Travel said...

Ouch! Life Cycle, swimming?