Well, I was really hoping to be able to write a post tonight about my triumphant return to running following all the ankle pain I’ve been experiencing the past week or so.
This isn’t that post.
I headed out tonight for week 3 day 3 of C25K, feeling better than I have in days. I thought I was recovered at this point, that I was ready to hit the road again. It turns out I was wrong. Things started off well enough, but part way into the 2nd running interval, my leg started cramping up again, and not long after that, the pain in my left ankle was back.
I managed to finish my run, which looking back, probably wasn’t the best decision on my part. I didn’t feel too bad while I was out there, but once I got home, things began to tighten up and I was hurting pretty badly. A few Motrin and a couple icepacks later, and I’m well on the road to recovery.
All in all I’m very disappointed by all this. I really want to be a runner, but at this point, my body is holding me back. The hardest part is being patient and giving my body the time it needs to heal itself. As much as I want to be able to just run out the door and do a 5k, I know that’s not a wise choice for me right now.
This whole situation has me bummed, really for the first time since I began this journey. Up until this point, I’ve had a lot of success with my weight loss and exercise. This is the first time when I’ve run into a road block, and it sucks. Especially because I feel pretty helpless about the whole thing. I can’t will my body to heal itself. I can’t will myself to go out there and run pain free. I just have to let these things happen in their own due time.
Isn’t it an old Tom Petty song that goes “waiting is the hardest part”?