I plan for the TSC NYC Marathon to be my fourth and final marathon. I’d love to do halfs and triathlons in the future, but I’m not sure that full marathons are my bread and butter.
That said, this year’s training really started off amazingly well. Better than I ever expected. I enjoyed my first few 5-8 mile runs over the Williamsburg Bridge. The longer 11-13 mile summer streets runs were also fabulous.
August started off great against the odds. I had to work every weekend day of August expect 1, so all my long runs were before work. That said, the 5:30AM wake up calls weren’t so bad. I loved running on nearly empty streets.
Bump in the Road
Things hit a snag when I got food poisoning the day before my long run on August 22nd. I felt like garbage and was so nauseous, there was no way to get up early and squeeze in a run on Sunday, it was all I could do to make it through the work day. From that weekend on, things haven’t been the same. The next week I got in a good 14 mile run, but it wasn’t easy.
Last weekend, I had the worst run of all, I barely made it through 12 miles before throwing in the towel. I couldn’t get my head in the game.
I had kind of psyched myself up for this weekend by properly hydrating and buying all the necessary supplies (Gu). On Friday, I took Pettitte out for a short run of about 3 miles. This has been our routine for about a month. Once a week, I’ll take him with me to get him tired out for the day.
We run along the East River. Pettitte’s a beagle, so he loves to sniff and I usually indulge him once or twice on the run.
On one such occasion, I told Pettitte we had to get going and I started running from the grass and rolled my ankled onto the pavement. It was a big roll. My ankle felt weird for about a minute, but I kept going and it felt normal soon thereafter.
Three hours later, I was sitting in a meeting and my ankle began to throb. I couldn’t even concentrate. When the meeting was finally over, I went to stand up and I couldn’t put any weight on my ankle without a lot of pain. I managed to hobble out of the building and get to an urgent care less than a block away.
I was diagnosed with a high ankle sprain and told to use crutches through the weekend and then use an air cast for 4-6 weeks after.
Honestly, the crutches were almost worse than the pain. I think I overcompensated so much that my other started hurting. In any event, I think my diagnosis was super cautious and I’m still confident that I’ll be able to get through the NYC Marathon one way or the other. Until then I’m going to ease back in with low impact cardio and get to a PT for more advice!
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