Saturday, September 03, 2011
Part 1: September 1st, 2011, 7:35 AM CDT Minneapolis/Saint Paul airport
I have been traveling on business this week. Traveling is fattening. Trying to eat well, while traveling with portly colleagues, is a bit more challenging than I would like to admit. I have to keep secret that I try to squeeze in a workout by getting up at 5:30AM. My traveling companions often ask, “You did what?”
I am sitting at a gate area waiting for my flight to Denver. A lady just nearly ran over my feet with her rolling suitcase. Everybody is starting to queue up at the gate. It is 7:40 am on September 1st, 2011. The flight is allegedly leaving at 8:11 am. I suppose traveling is stressful. But there seems to be a lot of nervous people here. I don’t think I am going to miss the plane. Getting overhead bin space for the 8,257 carry-on bags is going to be a challenge. I have a small carry-on garment bag and my laptop case. But if I have to gate-check my garment bag the world will not end. Well, I don’t think so.
I gotta go. They just called my row. I need to hit the men’s room before I get on the sardine can with wings. More later.
Part 2: September 1st, 2011, 9:20AM CDT - Cruising between Minnesota and Colorado in Clear Air Turbulence
I am on the plane with my carry-on stored above my head. Mon Capitan had mentioned prior to takeoff that when we hear the ‘ding-ding” we can turn-on “approved” portable electronic devices. I didn’t hear the “ding-ding” but I turned on my laptop anyway. I can just hear Mon Capitan calling air traffic control, “May Day! May Day! Passenger in 26A just turned on his laptop computer! We are going down! I repeat - we are going down!”
Part 3: Princess Half Marathon, Walt Disney World®, Sunday, February 26, 2012, Lake Buena Vista, FL
My wife is running the Princess Half Marathon on February 26th, 2012 at Disney World in Orlando Florida. Her cousin, Anne, invited Annette to run the race. Anne lives in Florida. Annette goes down to Florida to visit her cousin frequently. Anne is coming to Colorado for Thanksgiving. Anne and Annette are more than cousins - they are best friends. Anne has several friends and co-workers that are also going to run the Princess half.
When Anne asked Annette to run the race, Annette automatically said “yes” before she gave it any thought. Anne is going through a horribly messy divorce and wants to focus on something to take her mind off her personal turmoil. Annette has supported Anne through this dark time. Anne decided that training for a half marathon would be just the ticket to get her mind off her troubles. Anne has never run a race before. Anne’s friends and co-workers have never run a race - ever!
Here is the big issue. My wife is a lean and mean running machine! She is an experienced runner with many 5K, 10K, half-marathons and full marathons under her belt. She is fast! She generally places near the top of her age group.
Can you see what is coming?
When Annette told me about the race, I calmly, but inwardly cringing, mentioned, “You know, Anne is going to expect all her girl buddies will stay together in one happy little group during the race.” I cringed because I knew what was coming. Annette shot back, “Ain’t gonna happen! I plan to run! I got one gear and am going to use it!” Annette’s “gear” is her natural pace, which happens to be pretty fast.
Anne sent a training program to Annette. Annette showed the training program to me. First, the program looks like a 5K training regime to me. The mileage per week is between 9 and 12 miles. There is no training run that even comes close to 13.1 miles. Even a “beginner” 13.1 training program has weekly mileage in 20 to 25 miles per week range. Anne is going to follow this low-mileage plan. She will likely do a walk-run strategy, which is great. Annette is going to blast off the starting line like she is shot out of a cannon.
Annette plans to kick off her training with a run up Webster pass to the top of Red Cone. This run starts at 8,400 feet of elevation and tops out at 12,470 feet. This is an out-and-back run of 22 miles. She can drive up the pass and shorten the distance. She may ride her bike part way. Lock her bike to a tree and run the rest of the way. For Annette a half marathon is an eye-blink!
Here is part of the Webster Pass Trail called Handcart Gulch. It would be advisable not to trip.
Annette is a mountain runner. The Princess half is at sea level. She is thinking of taking our daughter, Katie, to Florida. Katie has blazing speed and was a competitive runner in college. I am thinking that Annette’s cousin is going to be hugely disappointed.
This is the top of Red Cone. Is this the way that everyone trains for the Princess half?
Monday, August 29, 2011
Part 1: Keep Going Until it Hurts
I am slowly starting the long process of rehabbing the injuries I got during the Leadville 10K Trail race on August 14th . My doctor and physical therapist told me I can do low-impact exercise. They warned me to stop doing any exercise that causes pain.
The Genie is out of the bottle. There is nothing that is fun that hurts so badly I have to stop!
Part 2: First Photos of Injuries
Warning: The following photos could be pretty gross!
I think I am starting to get a good inventory of my wounds. This morning I just realized I have a sprained right ankle. I remember during the race that I stepped on rock with my right foot. I was having trouble getting my right leg to cooperate since my calf was torn to shreds. I rolled the ankle sideways and barely stayed on my feet. I didn't notice my ankle was hurt because my calf hurt so darn much. As I start my rehab I have a lot to do. Here are my injuries:
Grade 3 Right Calf Strain
Grade 1 Right Hamstring Pull
Right Ankle Sprain
Right Glute Strain
Left Glute Strain
Right Shoulder Strain (caused by fall during the race)
Right and Left IT Band Syndrome
Attitude is shot
I do have some good parts still:
My left arm is fine. Both quads are good. My knees are OK. My back doesn't hurt too badly. I have all my teeth. My heart and lungs are good. All my bones are intact.
See, I have basis to build on!
I finally had the heart to take a few photos of my owies. The following images don't quite capture the vivid black, blue and green colors of my banged up body. You can use your imagination. I am going to start with the most gruesome photo.
There is a little knob on the inside of my calf. The muscle is ripped above and below that knob. The big dent in my upper calf is a deep muscle tear. The muscle fibers have ripped apart leaving the black and blue dent.
Although the upper calf tear looks bad, the more serious tear is below the little knob. The tear below the knob runs across the muscle fibers. The knob is actually a ball of loose muscle tissue. The upper tear is more lateral. The lower tear is traversal. The traversal tear may not heal on it's own. I have quite a bit of bruising on my lower leg. One or both of these tears may need surgery. The swelling had to go down to clearly see these injuries. I really had no idea I was hurt this badly!
There was damage to both sides of my calf. This bruising is on the outside of my right calf. The tears are on the inside.
The photo is blurry but shows the color of the bruises very well.
I have some bruising from my hamstring strain. There is also a bruise behind my knee but is hard to see in this photo. These bruises are blood that pooled from the hamsting damage.
My hamstring is healing fairly quickly. The bruises are fading after two weeks. There may be a remote possibility that running 6.22 miles on a badly injured calf was not such a hot idea!
Part 3: If it don't hurt - you ain't trying hard enough!
(Note: This statement is contrary to what I have read on SparkPeople.)
I have a rehab program that I am following. I did 10 easy minutes on my elliptical and did my stretching routine. This stretching is mostly aimed at my hamstrings, glutes and IT bands. After all this stretching, I felt pretty good. I decided to take a gentle bike ride. It would have been better if I could ride on something flat and paved. Unfortunately, everything here is dirt and hills. I decided that Stumpy is too radical for rehab. I grabbed my tamer Giant Boulder SE to have some fun. And, no, I didn't hurt myself.
Big Red has an aluminum alloy frame and 21 speeds. The bike is geared strangely. There is a great big hole between low gear and 2nd gear on the rear sprocket. Often you have to downshift the front sprocket before upshifting to second on the rear sprocket.
Here I am climbing hill at 15 mph. Big Red isn't slow. But Stumpy is a lot more aggressive. Big Red cost me $360. Stumpy cost $2,000.
Although it is tough to see, the speedometer shows 32 mph. I took this photo with one hand while moving pretty well. I wanted to capture the cool feeling of speed on a mountain bike.
I think this is a good shot. Big Red is flying at 36 mph. Big Red tops out at 40 mph. Big Red is classified as a "recreational" bike.
The scenery is nice and it felt good to be moving again.
These are really nice trout ponds. These lakes used to be a source of ice. Many years ago, Maddox ice company would cut ice off these lakes.
I stopped by a waxberry bush and harvested a few berries. The waxberry bush is aromatic and smells great. The berries are edible and have a sweet waxy flavor.
Deer and bears like these berries. These berries are sometimes called candlelberries. I noticed that SparkPeople does not have nutritional information for waxberries.
I rode my bike 7 miles in 30 minutes. This is not setting the world on fire but it felt good. After I got home I did some crunches and reverse crunches. I also did curls and bench press. I did some therapy band exercises and a lot more stretching. When I got done, I iced my calf.
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Saturday, August 27, 2011
Part 1: Short Introduction
On August 14th at the start of the Leadville 10K race I seriously injured my right calf when I had to slam on the brakes during the start. I ran the race on a torn calf muscle. I finished the grueling race. This race is at 10,152 feet of elevation and has 1,035 feet of vertical climb. This race is tough on two good legs.
Part 2: Status on Healing
I can almost walk normally. I accidentally did a little jog to retrieve my car keys from my hotel room. Bad idea! My right calf would just not move right. It is hard to explain. It felt like my right leg didn't belong to me. I am still a couple of weeks away from any type of aerobic activity.
Part 3: Biking - Maybe
According to the Physical Therapist I need to start stretching my calf. Of course the stretching hurts. I was thinking that I could maybe ride my bike, Stumpy. However, I would have to take it easy and stay on Stumpy. Since I tend to take a lot of chances, me and Stumpy crash a lot. I can't imagine a bike crash would do me much good.
Part 4: Stablemate for Stumpy
I like Stumpy a lot. Stumpy is blazing fast and has all the right components. Stumpy is a hardtail. I am thinking I would also like to get a full suspension bike. I have not decided if I want a carbon frame, or not.
This bike is a Specialized Stumpjumper FSR Expert Carbon model for a paltry $4,700.
I save about $2,000 if I opt for an aluminum alloy frame.
This bike is a Specialized Stumpjumper FSR 29er for a bargain price of $2,700.
There is a good carbon frame bike that is in between the two Stumpies".
This is a Specialized Epic Comp Carbon 29er for $4,300.
If I want to go cheap, I can pick up a Specialized Camber Elite 29er.
This bike has an aluminum frame that is a bit heavier than the Stumpjumper. The Camber has decent components and goes for $2,150.
The Specialized Stumpjumpers and Elites are the top-end bikes in this class. I need to go test ride a few of these bikes when I get a bit better. I am thinking about taking up mountain bike racing. I can hurt myself during a running race. There is no telling the damage I can do in a bike race.
Part 5: Less Activity = Less Food
Now that I am grounded for a while I have been trying to eat less and eat better. Traveling to San Jose this week did not do me any good. Trying to find healthy food on the road can be challenging. So far I am doing OK. I have even dropped a few pounds. But I can feel myself getting soft. I want to run or ride Stumpy. I can do neither for a long time. Rats!
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Sunday, August 21, 2011
Part 1: Background
On August 14th at 12:01 PM MDT, at the start of the Leadville 10K Trail Race, I tore my right calf muscle in an effort to avoid a collision when the runner in front of me stopped. A torn calf muscle can occur when a runner changes direction suddenly.
My wife was watching the start of the race and told me what happened.
A number of hyper-competitive guys on the front row jumped the gun. The field surged forward in response. The group of false starters jumped back when they realized the gun had not gone off. She said they were moving backwards when the gun went off. This sent a shock wave through the field.
When the woman in from of me stopped, there was hole a half a step ahead to my immediate right in the row in from of me. I made a short step toward the hole. A runner behind me flashed by heading for the same hole. For a brief moment there was chaos in the field. I slammed my right foot forward and pushed back in a tippy-toe maneuver. Pain exploded in my calf as the muscle tore itself apart with an audible "pop". At first, I thought it was a cramp, or I had been kicked. I had never injured a calf before. I have injured almost every other part of my body. I have torn muscles before but the calf tear is like nothing I had ever felt before.
I limped and hobbled my way through the 6.22 mile race to finish in a distant 191st place out of 260 runners. I walked a lot and stopped nine times. The Leadville race is at high altitude over a very hilly course. I think this challenging course saved me from being dead last. A lot of runners have to walk during the race. My time was 1 hour and 12 minutes. I expected to finish in the mid-50 minute range.
Part 2: Injury
I was diagnosed with a Grade 3 calf strain.
The ultra-sound showed to deep vein thrombosis (blood clots). The doctor was concerned about blood clots because of the severe swelling. Under normal circumstances, my calves are 17 inches in diameter. My injured right calf measures 23"
This diagram shows an intrepid person running with a torn calf. My right calf is starting to itch something fierce. The doctor told me this is because the blood that spilled from the torn muscle in an irritant.
Part 3: Treatment
I am trying to be good. My calf is improving. The doctor told me this was a good sign and surgery may not be necessary. I also think the grade 1 strain to my right hamstring makes the calf injury look worse that it actually is. I know my calf is recovering because the hamstring is bothering more and more.
Here is a shot of my rehab kit,
I have three classic ice bags of various sizes. I have ace bandages to hold the ice in place. These bandages are also used to wrap the calf. The ACE cold compress bags are sealed and gel filled. T cold compressed work really well. I have a cane for hobbling around. The drugs included Aleve as an anti-inflammatory and Vicodin as a central nervous system-depressant. Although Vicodin makes me mildly nauseous, I decided to have the prescription filled. Vicodin is effective against pain, and my normal central nervous system-depressant, beer, has a lot more calories.
I very much need to watch the caloric intake and nutrition very closely. The Runner's World magazine has all sorts of weight-loss tips that pretty much square with SparkPeople.
Runner's World is THE running magazine. My wife thinks the cover photos are re-touched just a bit. Do you think?
I have a lot of good movies. These are some of my favorites.
The dramas include "Boondock Saints", "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" and "To Kill a Mockingbird." Comedies are "Second Hand Lions", “The Gods Must Be Crazy Parts 1 & 2" and "Pirate Radio". In "Pirate Radio" the character Quentin exclaims "Spectacular mistake!" I keep hearing those words as I try to rehab my right leg.
This little box is an Electric Muscle Stimulator and gives a really neat little deep tissue massage. This EMS is a bit of a controversial treatment. But I think it works.
This is where I sit, prop up my leg and watch my movies.
I have gotten proficient at applying ice and wrapping my leg.
I have a cold compress on my upper calf and another on my shin. My shin is very swollen due to blood pooling. I also have shin splints. Due to my terrible gait during the Leadville race, I think I may have damaged, strained or inflamed every muscle in my lower body . I suppose "limp -limp - hobble - hop - hop - limp - stumble - fall" is technically not a gait.
My whole darn leg is purple.
Part 4: Taking a Chance
The weather has been perfect lately. I really want to go running. My wife points out that I am barely able to walk, much less run. I drove to target to get some more Aleve and short PJ bottoms. I got a veggie wrap for lunch. I decided I want to go on a private picnic to the Fly J Ranch. The Flying J is a great place to run and I miss the natural beauty.
Once I got to the Flying J, I had to gimp my way to a picnic pavilion.
This path looked pretty treacherous to me. But I wanted a quiet place to eat.
The trail made me tremble with excitement. Maybe the weather will still be nice in a month or two when I am healed. I am hobbling down the trail holding my drink and wrap.
I got to the picnic shelter intact and without hurting myself.
I pulled the cheese out of the wrap. Since a very slow hobble down a 100' path represents the height of physical activity for me, I got to watch what I eat.
The view from the picnic area is great.
Doesn’t this trail look inviting? This is a long trail. On two feet or two wheels, this is fun.
It would also be fun to take off and trail blaze!
I need to try and be good. I know I am going to really suck at running when I am all healed. I watched "Secretariat" yesterday. The movie starts with a quote from the Bible.
"21 He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength; He gallops into the clash of arms. 22 He mocks at fear, and is not frightened; Nor does he turn back from the sword. 23 The quiver rattles against him, the glittering spear and javelin. 24 He devours the distance with fierceness and rage; Nor does he come to a halt because the trumpet has sounded."
I like the idea of devouring distance with fierceness and rage. Right now I sorta limp around trying not to nose dive with meekness and resignation.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Part 1: Leadville 10K Trail Run Background
Leadville, Colorado, is home to some of the most grueling biking and running races in the World.
Several months ago, I decided to run the Leadville 10K Trail Race on August 14th. As a bonus, my wife and I arrived in Leadville early enough on August 13th to see the finish of the Leadville Trail 100 mile Mountain Bike race. These racing bikes were awesome. For $10,000 a copy, Specialized will build you the lightest 29" full suspension mountain bike in the world. Then you too can ride in "The Race Along the Sky".
S-Works Epic 29er does not come with pedals.
The Leadville races are serious business. The 10K is by far the shortest of the Leadville Series and is the only race that does not have a time limit. Here are the particulars of the 2011 race:
Race: Leadville 10K Trail Run
Date: Sunday, August 14th 2011
Start Time: 12:01 PM
Starting Elevation: 10,152'
Total Vertical: 1,035 feet
Maximum Grade: 20%
Surface 20% Pavement, 80% Dirt
Weather at Start: 59.0 °F and Overcast
Field: 260 (All Finished)
The starting and finish line is at the corner of W6TH Street and Harrison Avenue in bustling downtown Leadville. This photo is about an hour before race time.
Part 2: Injury Report
I am not sure I can be as jocular in this blog as those in the recent past. But I will do my best.
As I write this blog, I have a severely torn left calf muscle. I have two ice bags strapped to my right leg. My right calf is so swollen the skin is drum tight. My calf is turning a hideous rainbow of green, black and blue. My right foot is swollen from blood draining down from the ruptured calf muscles. The doctor told me I have a Grade 3 strain. He says this will take at least 3 to 5 months to heal. He prescribed pain pills, which I am not going to take. Those things make me sick.
I also have a pulled groin, pulled left hamstring, pulled left glute, stiff neck and really bad attitude.
How did this happen?
Part 3: Leadville 10K Photo Essay "Are you stupid or something?"
When I finished the race, Annette was waiting for me near the finish line. I limped toward her. She looked at me with a puzzled expression, "What's the matter? I was starting to get worried when I didn't see you after an hour." I sat down on a planter, "I think I tore my right calf. It hurts like hell!" She looks really concerned and asks "When did you do that?" I asked her, "You got any idea of my time?" She looked puzzled, "The clock said about 1:12 when you crossed the finish line. Why?" I replied, "I tore my calf about an hour and twelve minutes ago." My wife is a bright woman. She asked me in her level voice that means danger, "You ran 6 miles with a torn calf?" Through the fog of intense pain I heard myself say, "Well, it is really more like 6.22 miles." She exploded, "Are you stupid or something?" I didn't answer. As hurt as I was, I kinda thought it was a rhetorical question.
Now we need to back up the clock to 11:50AM. Annette told me she saw another runner that looked like an ex-football player. In a sea of skinny runners, the big guys stick out like a sore thumbs. The crazy people that run high-altitude mountain races tend to look like cover models on Runner's World magazine.
Here I am with my new friend, Darrell from Ohio. We chat about the weather and running. He liked the lower temperature of Leadville compared to Ohio. He was wary of the altitude.
I bought this cup at the hotel. Mountain racers enjoy gasping for each breath in a futile attempt to get some oxygen.
At 11:55 AM runners started to trickling into the starting area. I found a comfortable place to stand that was just a few rows from the front. I like to get off to a fast start. Plus, the first part of this course is downhill. I am geared up for a blazing fast start.
I have determined that, left to my own devices, I instinctively find the right spot. Darrell is standing with me. He tells me we are too far forward and we should move back to give the faster runners a clear path. At the time this made sense to me. I have since realized that where you need to start has nothing to do with your average pace and everything to do with your starting pace. I am used to starting like I am shot out of a cannon. Some big races use the wave or stagger starts. Even though I don't like big races, I always want to be toward the front of my wave.
Here we are just moments away from the start. The motion picture camera truck is ready to roll. Annette took this shot. I have just seconds to have two good legs. I am standing next to Darrell feeling very claustrophobic. I know I am in the wrong place! The countdown starts to the gun. Too late now. I am stuck!
The field surges forward. I take off. I feel great. I have closed the distance between myself and the woman ahead of me. Everyone is moving well. Then, inexplicably, she stops. I have no place to go. Annette told me there was an odd surge then stop as the race began. To avoid a collision, I slam on the brakes. I feel a "pop" in my right calf, then an intense horrifying pain! It felt like my calf had been hit with a sledge hammer. I enter another world. The field moves forward again. I see the red timing mat that marks the starting line. The World is in slow motion. I am not even in my own body. I am floating. There is no reality except pain.
Words cannot describe the terrible white hot agony I felt as my calf muscle tore itself apart. Here is what sportsmedicine.about.com says about a calf sprain:
"A calf strain or pull often happens during acceleration or an abrupt change in direction while running. A torn calf muscle may spasm, and contract forcefully so that the toes will automatically point downward."
You may think you've just been hit in the back of the leg and hear an audible "pop." There will be sudden, sharp pain in the back of the lower leg, or pain, swelling and even bruising over the calf muscle. Most calf injuries will make it difficult to tolerate weight on the injured side and make it very difficult to stand on the toes."
"Bruises show up over the injured area as well as in the foot and ankle due to pooling of blood from internal bleeding."
I think this little blurb was written by somebody that never experienced a ruptured calf muscle. With each step, the calf muscle feels like it is being sliced open with a red-hot butcher knife, then hit with a hammer!
I ran about a 1/4 mile at a 7:19 min/mile pace and stop by the side of the road. I had tears running running down my face. I am thinking I have a cramp. I massaged the muscle and do some stretching. The massage and stretching does no good. I limp down the course.
Here is a readout from my Garmin305 for the Leadville 10K. The dark blue line is shows my pace. For those of you familiar with the Garmin Training Center, you can see that my pace is erratic. The spikes on the blue line also show where I stopped. I stopped nine times. I mostly just leaned against trees standing on my left leg. I just had to get the pressure off my right calf when the pain got too intense.
I got to the 5K turn-around at 31:55. I had been running for 32 minutes. Ordinarily, I would have been happy to get to the half-way mark. On this day it meant that I had an impossible 5K more to go. The field had stretched-out a lot. I found myself running with a little group. At the front of a the group was a very fit husband and wife running together. At the end of a the group was a young woman that was wearing a "Boulder Running Team" shirt. I generally don't pace myself with fellow runners. When "Boulder Running Team" would pass me, I would speed up. When I started to pass the honeymooners, I would slow down.
The race was endless. My gait was gone. I could not push off with my right leg. But muscle memory is a powerful thing. Sometimes my natural gait would take over and I push off with my right toe. My destroyed calf would explode in pain. One of my biggest running asset is extremely powerful calf muscles. When I am "in the groove" I love the little burst of acceleration I get when I push with my toe with each stride.
At about the 4 mile mark my right leg buckled and I went down hard! I got up and hopped on my left leg and sat down on an embankment, I knocked the dirt off my bloody knee and hand. I folded arms on my knees and laid my head on my arms. I rested just a moment. I got up and caught Ms. "Boulder Running Team" again. I had a fuel belt with one bottle of water and another bottle of recovery drink. This fuel belt was a life saver. I had some energy beans and some GU Chomps in my belt. Generally, I don't need this stuff during a race. On this day, I needed all the help I could get.
My jogging stride is about 3 feet long. A 10K race requires 11,000 steps. Every step was an eternity of pain. I finally, topped the last hill and could see the finish line. It was so far away! I had only 1/2 mile to go. 880 steps to the finish line. Due to my torn calf, I was running "improperly". I had shin splints, pulled left hamstring, pulled left and right quads, pulled left glute. My right hand was bruised, bleeding and swollen. My left knee was bruised and bleeding. My shoulders and lower back were hurting. I had nothing left in the tank. The finish line kept getting further away.
Annette took this shot. These are my legs. Do you see I just pushed-off with my right toe using my demolished right calf? This really, really, really hurt! I am moving at a 7:19min/mile pace and have 100 feet to go.
How did I do?
I finished in 1 Hour, 12 Minutes and 12.6 seconds.
Chip Time: 1:12:12.6
Overall Finish: 191 out of 260 runners
50-59 Male Age Group Finish: 14 out of 19 runners
This is may be last race report this season. I have some rehab to do.
Here are some closing photos that I took during a picnic on August 13th at Turquoise lake near Leadville.
This is Annette eating a sandwich.
My favorite bird is a Gray Jay. This bird only lives at 9,000 feet+. The Gray Jay is also known as the "Camp Robber".
I don't always fall down. Here is a shot of me successfully navigating a log.
Part 4: Straw Poll - Should I have stopped?
After about a mile, I knew I was seriously hurt. I also reasoned that the damage had already done so I might as well keep going. This was a bad idea. A Grade 3 calf sprain may require surgery since the ruptured muscle fibers may have torn away from the rest of calf muscles.
I want to find out if I am sane. I am also interested to find out about you.
(1) Given the circumstances, would you have stopped?
(2) How do you know you are hurt and not just feeling some pain?
(3) What is the worst injury you have had and kept going?
(4) Have you ever called it quits because you got hurt?
In retrospect, I should have stopped when I realized I had a serious injury. Here is a description of a Grade 3 Calf strain I found on a running rehab site that scares me a bit:
- A grade 3 calf strain is a catastrophic injury. (Not nearly as catastrophic as my wife's reaction - she is still is not speaking to me)
- There is an immediate burning or stabbing pain and the athlete is unable to walk without pain. (It also make it challenging to run 10K without crying)
- The muscle is completely torn and there may be a large lump of muscle tissue above a depression where the tear is. ( I got this)
- After a few days with grade 2 and 3 injuries a large bruise will appear below the injury site caused by the bleeding within the tissues. (This bruising appeared in less than a day - my calf is amazingly tender to the touch and feels like it is about to burst open )
My doctor, wife and my common sense (always in short supply) told me I should have stopped immediately.
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