Wednesday, October 02, 2013
A quick follow-up to yesterday's blog since so many folks commented on it. Thanks for the kinds words and support.
Apparently, my complacent, apathetic self just won't go away without a fight. Last night while running intervals as part of my training program for a ten mile race in three weeks, I suffered what seemed to be my first serious injury since taking up running about 4 years ago. I had just finished the third of what should have been seven half mile at 5K pace segments and was slowing down into the recovery phase when something went really wrong with my left calf muscle. I had a shot of pain and intense tightness. It felt like someone was grabbing the muscle from inside my leg. I stopped immediately, tried stretching but it soon became apparent that I was going to have to abort this workout and limp the half-mile back home. I debated calling my just-turned 16 year old daughter to come get me, but didn't because (a) she only has her learner's permit which requires me to be in the car with her and (b) I thought maybe I could "walk it off".
The pain disappeared pretty quickly, but the stiffness/tightness remains and the area is sore. I thought I must have pulled a muscle and went to the doctor. I was convinced I would not be running that 10 miler.
The good news is the doc says she thinks there is nothing pulled and this is just severe cramping and should be back to normal in a matter of days. There should be no issue with the race. Whew! Hopefully I dodged a bullet there and can get back to training soon and logging consistent exercise minutes in my quest to reclaim my healthy lifestyle. Still, as I sat on my bed elevating and resting my leg last night, I couldn't help but think back to yesterday's blog and think the whole incident was my complacent side letting me know it would not go away without a fight. Hopefully that was it's last gasp!
So I am looking at a few days (hopefully) of rest and then it will be right back at it, slowly of course. Perhaps this will give me a chance to reflect and to plan and that would not necessarily be a bad thing. I will also focus on the nutrition side of the equation since there will be little exercise for a few days. In all honesty, I know that is where the problem is anyway. Perhaps in more ways than one as the doctor is checking several levels (elctrolytes, vitamin D, magnesium) as if they are low, that can apparently make one more prone to muscle cramps. Wouldn't it be ironic if my bad self's last gasp ends up helping me turn the corner by paying really close attention to nutrition?!!