Growing up I was an avid fan of ABC's "Wide World of Sports". Ingrained in my memory is the image of the Slovene ski jumper falling off the end of the ramp as announcer Jim McKay says, "The thrill of victory... and the agony of defeat!"For me the Indy Mini and buying a pair of jeans with a 31" waist were recent thrills of victory. I can't believe that my waist is now smaller than my inseam. However, the Tuesday after the Mini I experienced agony of da-feet. I don't even remember how I sprained my right ankle, but it hurt enough that I couldn't even walk a half-mile. Sigh, my first running injury.
Immediately I had competing voices in my head. One said, "You're going to have to give up running for at least 2 weeks. What happens if this turns into something serious? You're going to be a one-race wonder." The other said, "It's only a mild sprain. If it was going to happen, at least it happened on a low-mileage, race-recovery week. R.I.C.E it, and hopefully it will be better soon."
On Wednesday, the ankle wasn't much better. More ice, more ibuprofen, more voices.
On Thursday, it was about 95%. I started out gingerly; first walking, then shuffling, then jogging. I planned on just trying 2 miles but felt good enough to do 3. Better voices.
Friday was a planned rest day and Saturday I was able to join my training group for a 5-mile run at a decent pace. No voices. Occasionally I'll bend my foot in a weird way and get a little twinge of pain, but it's improved enough that I was able to follow my training plan this week.
Speaking of training plans, the past two weeks I've been in the process if developing my training plan to carry me through The LaSalle Bank Chicago Marathon and recovery the month following. My coach is reviewing it now. I hope to share it with you soon.
One step (sometimes painful) at a time.
Dave
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