Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Where There's a Will There's A Way

To say that my training for NYC has gone to hell in a hand basket as of late would be a bit of an understatement.  A mysterious calf issue sidelined me for 2.5 weeks.  It seems to be better now but of course every little niggle sends me into a tailspin of panic.  My overenthusiastic entry back in to training last week completely messed me up.  I didn't actually start to feel better until late in the day on Sunday.   I'm feeling all sorts of odd aches and pains and some general tightness which is not surprising given that I went out and ran 19km in brand. new. shoes after being off for 2.5 weeks.  How long have I been running for you ask?  Oh yeah 14 years.  D'oh! Experienced people do stupid things too folks, I'm a prime example!  Anyway, I've scheduled a massage appointment for tomorrow in the hopes that a good rub down will sort out the kinks.  Hopefully then I'll be able to get back to my regularly scheduled program.

I do have a Plan B if this calf business turns out to be a bigger than anticipated issue.  I have two very strong characteristics: a big fat stubborn streak (some people say determined, bless them) and the belief that every plan should have a back up plan.   Must be all those years of producing.  So given that I am determined to toe the start line of NYC in November, what do I do in the event that I cannot run?

Walk, of course.  Or run / walk.  Or shuffle.  As long as I can put one foot in front of the other, I'll be at the start line.  After all, my goal was to experience the race, not to go out and set a PB.

It's not the way I want to do the race but, if I have to, that's what I'm going to do.  And that's a big IF.  I say if because I think my head is really getting the better of me now.  Because I'm not feeling 100% my brain immediately goes down that worst case scenario road and I start to self diagnose;  because I'm feeling this way,  I must have this, etc.  In my mind, I've gone from having some calf cramps (that are now gone btw) to having posterior compartment syndrome which means I'm going to need surgery.  Yeah, I'm a little bit of a Chicken Little type.  I'm slowly working on this.  It's not an easy process let me tell you.

What I want more than anything is to just know that I'm ok.  The uncertainty of this injury will probably haunt me for a while.   Right now I'm so afraid to push things that I'm running slower than I have in ages, which isn't necessarily a bad thing but it kind of dashes my hopes of running a sub 1:30 half marathon in October.  At least that's what I think.  Sure, I suppose if I jumped back in to my regular training routine (2x speed work sessions a week), I might be able to pull that off, but, there is the potential that I'd just end up right back at square one.  So for now, I think the 1:30 half goal will have to wait until next year and I'm ok with that.   I have to remember that NYC is my A race.  The ultimate goal is to get to the start line healthy and ready to run.  As the badge says, I'm in to finish in 2012!

When you're injured do you assume worst case scenario or are you a wait and see type?

Have you ever started a race that you weren't sure you'd finish?




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