Saturday, 7 January 2017

2017 Please Treat me Well!

I am not one bit sad to see 2016 be done...NOT.ONE.BIT.  2016 will forever be known as the year of 'the injury' that kept me from enjoying one of my favorite activities.  If you have been following the blog, or my social media account, you know that starting in August, I had recurring shin pain in my right leg.  After pushing through a few races, I could no longer pretend that it was nothing.  After a negative xray, a bone scan was ordered.  Diagnosis....Stress Fractures in both tibias...the right one far worse than the left.

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This is not my actual scan...but put that in both legs and it might as well be.
The person running the test said she couldn't give me any results but said "If you can see it from across the room...well.....".  All the Dr.Google research I did said I'd be off for 6-8 weeks, in a boot.  You know when you kind of know something in the back of your head, but until someone actually confirms it, it doesn't seem real???  That was me.  According to Runner's World...this is the most common stress fracture in runners, followed closely by the foot.

At my GP's office, he said...."no activity for at least 4-6 weeks, and then you can do 1 minute....if it hurts...then stay off it again."  I was like "1 MINUTE!". "NO ACTIVITY"  And really no definitive date of return.  I was crushed.  I'm not going to lie...I cried and I felt sorry for myself for about a week.  Granted, I hadn't been running consistently because of the stupid injury (yes...it's still stupid to me), but at least I had been doing some activity with workouts...and now that was being taken away.  The one good thing that my GP said was that I would not be confined to a 'boot', which makes driving and walking much easier.

I am currently in week #4 of no activity.  I got on the stationary bike for the first time this week.  It went okay...so I think I'll add that 3 times per week.  Dumbbells and the TRX have been my friends but it's just not the same.  My running friends will completely get it when I say I just can't get the same feeling from working out/biking as I do when I crawl up the stairs from a tempo run!  I know....well I hope....I can come back stronger.  I hope that all these weeks of recovery really do heal the stress fracture...but there are no guarantees.

So while the rest of my friends are scrolling through the race events and planning which ones they are going to do, I'm sitting idly waiting...waiting...waiting until I can start to do the same.  Please 2017....be good to me.

Saturday, 29 October 2016

Trick or Treat Trot 5k Review

It's Saturday....and what do runners do on Saturdays?  Well we get up at dark o'clock to run a 5k run an hour away.  Why you ask?  Well if you are a runner...you already know the answer.  But in this case, because it is in my and Jill's home town. 
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Yesterday we had some really nasty weather but luckily it cleared in time for the run this morning.  Our plans were to hit the road at 7:15...giving us an hour to get there and an hour to get ready.  We arrived and drove what we thought was the course, cursing the two hills that we saw.  Back at the YMCA, we go to gather our bibs, only to find a couple of errors...my t-shirt was marked as an XLARGE...mmmmm...no;  Jill's last name was down as Flinn....mmmmm...no.  We got things sorted out and someone looks at us and says...."go help yourself to some food before your race."  Mmmmm...."Thanks" we reply as we turn and look at each other.  No way we are eating 45 minutes out from our run!   We go back to the car to get ready.  Of course, costumes were decided upon and Jill dressed as Captain Awesome and I chose a Candy Corn.
 
We went back into the Y to use the washroom with 10 minutes to spare, did our dynamic kicks and hip movements, and then stood around...constantly resetting our garmins.  9am came and went and the race didn't start.  The race director was just kind of standing around, chatting it up.  When she finally decided to gather the runners, I could her a guy behind me saying "Cut the chitter chatter, we are already 10 minutes late."  I had to giggle.  We runners sure do like to be punctual.  My mom and Jill's dad were out on the course to cheer us on so I was a bit antsy to get moving as well.
 
The first 0.5km of the course was a downhill on sidewalk.  Now because we had such a rain/wind storm last night, the sidewalk looked like this:
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Not actual picture..but close!
If you have ever run, or driven, on wet leaves, you know how slippery then can be.  I was really scared that I might slip and fall....and a bit surprised that the race director didn't mention it at the start (or the slight construction we had to run through).

We continued onto the rails to trails part of the run.  The trail in Bridgewater is not maintained as well as the trail in my home town, and it required a bit more attention as there were bigger rocks and divots to navigate.

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The trail was a slight incline that made my lungs hate me!!
We hit the paved road for about 200m and then back onto the trail which means we totally bypassed the hills that Jill and I thought we'd have to run.  By this time, my body was saying "What the heck were you thinking?"  See, I haven't put my sneakers on for 3 weeks in the hope of healing my right tibia.  Taking 3 weeks off with zero running, and then trying to run a 5k at your normal pace just doesn't work.  Jillian actually saw me walk (she was keeping me in her sights) for about 20 seconds.  I saw mom with 1km to go and she yelled "How's your leg?"  I said it was doing okay but that I was dying.  Jillian was next and mom kindly told her I was dying and to try and catch me!  Next up I saw Jillian's dad and he said "Keep going...it's all downhill from here."  THANK GOD!  Oh....I should mention that I had a guy hang out the passenger window of a car and say "Nice outfit!"...only in Bridgewater.

What the race director forgot to mention was that the sidewalk we were running on ended due to construction about 100m from the finish line.  I said screw it and ran on the dug up road before hopping back on the sidewalk.

I crossed 7th in 28.58 and Jillian came in 8th in 30.00.  There were home made wooden medals placed around our neck as we crossed.  There wasn't any water at the finish line...we had to walk to the water stop for the 10k which was about 50m away.  I know...not a big deal.
The race goes towards a good cause.  Having said that, I probably wouldn't run it again...or REALLY lower my expectations.  It just had the feeling of a race put on by someone who had never run in their life...or had any input from someone who had.  I get it...it's a small town race....but it was their 4th year and it just felt a bit unorganized. 
 
And that officially ends my 2016 running season.  It wasn't what I had hoped given that I've been fighting this injury for months.  I'm waiting to hear about a bone scan appointment which will hopefully lead to answers and not more questions!  Stay tuned as I use the winter months to build more strength and get ready for 2017!!