Let’s start this out on something positive- I can run next Saturday!!!!
Now the backstory-
This morning I went on my last long run before the marathon. Goal was 8-12 miles. My plan said 8, but I wanted to make sure my stomach was okay, so I wanted to try a little more.
I tried something new this morning- an audiobook. Yesterday I tried to get my playlist ready for the big race, and then I decided that maybe I should try an audiobook to have a backup if I got sick of my music. I downloaded Tina Fey’s Bossypants. So f-ing funny so far. I laughed a few times out loud while running, and it definitely kept my mind on something else other than running.
So, la-de-da I’m running along, mile 7.5 ish and feeling wonderful- no tummy problems, legs feeling strong and my mind thinking positive thoughts…
And I fell. Shocker, I know. On my face, my arms, my hands. Oh- and I twisted my ankle.
My first thought was, “Mother f-er if I can’t run that marathon because it’s broken I will kill someone”. My second was, “Holy crap if it’s broken I can’t go to the beach in 2 weeks”.
I sat on the ground and cried. 1.5 miles away from home and no phone because “it’s just a short run and I don’t need it”… boy was I wrong.
Finally a nice old man stopped (don’t worry, he was picking up his nice old wife up from the team marathon training) and let me use his phone to call the fave. I came home, cried a little more, then after 2 hours of icing and fretting, decided to go get it checked out.
They do x-rays here and even though I was 90% sure it wasn’t broken, I decided to be safe than sorry. Plus, I’ve broken both before (I have really weak ankles apparently) so I just wanted to get cleared to run.
After patiently waiting forever, I finally got some x-rays taken and sat with sweaty, sweaty hands while I waited for them to be read. Thankfully, it’s NOT BROKEN!!!! It’s just a really bad sprain, so…
Sorry about the picture quality… but- I have to ice every hour, wear an air cast and boot and be on crutches for 2-3 days.
Everything should be back to normal by Wednesday… and I’m allowed to RUN SATURDAY!!!! Basically, I have to stay off of it, keep it elevated and iced, not put weight on it at all, and not workout at all.
So I’m doing it. No working out, couch time and relaxation.
My BFF thinks it’s God’s way of telling me to slow down and chill out before the race. Hopefully she’s right.
In my depressed state this morning (before the x-rays), I ate candy. Sorry. My bad. But I deserved it.
So now, I am relaxing, watching all my DVR shows and so excited to finally run the marathon next weekend!! This might be a blessing in disguise- I am now so thankful I’ll be able to run that the mental issues I had before are totally gone…and now I am more excited than ever to race! If it takes me 7 hours to cross the finish line, so be it. At least I’ll be out there running!
Also, if you’re in Richmond, we’ll be at Capital Ale after the race celebrating- come meet us!!
PS: I’d like to blame my mishap on Tina’s funny book, as my concentration wasn’t on the road like it should have been and I totally missed the small branch in my way… but let’s be honest. I must naturally be a clumsy person. Shoot.