My new trainers, bought specifically for my half marathon training.
However, it is with great sadness that I return to the blog! Not because I don’t want to write but because at the moment I can’t run 😥
This has been a massive source of frustration for me! I’m not entirely sure what happened but it appears I have slipped a disc! Rubbish timing as it happened 7 weeks before my 1st Half Marathon…gutted does not even cover it!
Rewind a bit. Progress was going to plan. I was steadily increasing my mileage, doing 2 short runs(2-3 miles), a 5-6 miler midweek and ramping up the mileage at the weekend, I never thought I would say this but I loved my long runs!!
8 mile weekend was great, beat my 10k record in the process and felt great (Garmin record 8.3 miles) and survived. Stretch session done and uneventful use of energy gel to boot, good news! Followed up by a dog walk, energetic day! Then came Monday….
As the day progressed my mobility worsened, an intense pain had settled in my lower back…bam! And that was it, Tuesday was agony but the desire to continue training was bigger. Emergency phone call to Physiotherapist!
It was Friday before I could be seen, sensibly I didn’t run on the Wednesday! By the time Friday came my back was a solid wall of knots/ muscle spasm 😁 It was so tight the physio couldn’t really identify where the issue was!! I begged him to fix me so that I could keep training 🙏
So, I followed advice and only ran 2, very tentative, miles on the Sunday (should have been 9) and returned, hoping for good news, on the Monday!
No change 😠! A bit of manipulation and away I went, the words “Tread carefully but keep going” ringing in my ears! 4 miles midweek, more physio, long run planned for weekend!
I did it, double figures! 10 miles in the bag and I could still walk, talk and breathe!! I felt AWESOME!
Wednesday, twinges again 😩Planned run shortened to 3 miles, the last mile of which my training buddy said “You’re limping” I was trying to ignore it!! Sadly that was the last time I ran, now over a fortnight ago!!
I had to be realistic, sensible and rest (mostly because Mr W said so…I hate it when he’s right). So with tail between my legs I hobbled to the GP to see if they could help…why on earth would I think that??!!
To cut a long story short, painkillers (some of which resulted in me vomiting in a dog poo bag on my way to work, a particular high point) and more physio, for which I have to wait 4 weeks which will be 8 weeks from initial onset and the admission, mostly to myself, that I would not be able to participate in my Half Marathon which was supposed to help me celebrate my 40th! Incredibly disappointing 😔
So, after 2 weeks of feeling thoroughly miserable, I have decided to get a grip and focus on the best path of recovery to ensure that before the end of the year I can run a half marathon, I have even had someone offer to run it with me!! (Thanks KF).
Have you suffered an injury? How did you recover? Did you come back stronger? I’d love to hear your stories