The Rails to Trails Marathon was November 7th. Today is December 7th. It’s official, I am now regretting the decision I made.
Everyone kept telling me not to do it. All signs pointed to no (except for the internet magic 8 ball). My stubborn big-headed self HAD TO FINISH UNDER 5 HOURS (dammit).
Now, an official month later I will finally admit, it wasn’t worth it.
I knew and mostly accepted the fact that I wouldn’t be running for a month. But as time went by I knew deep down that it would probably be longer before I was ready to run again. It now hurts to spin, to use my Dance Central game, to walk.
So now what? Right now I want to throw in the towel and give up. That’s not really how I roll though. I have an appointment with a Sports & Medicine doctor on Thursday. I’m sure it’ll be the same drill, “Go home, rest, ice, stretch”. What I plan to do is beg for the cortisone shot until tears are flowing dramatically down my face. Also get a referral to a chiropractor.
@RunningBecause tweeted this link today: http://ht.ly/3lrcU about how a chiropractor is the way to go if the ITB problem persists for longer than two weeks. That’s me. An official month. I need fixing, and/or Zoloft.
And the final punch in the nuts from this stupidity injury is that I’m going to miss out on registering for my races at lower rates before they go up on January 1st. It doesn’t make sense to drop $130 on two spring races if I don’t know if I can even run 5 miles by then.
So here’s your chance, taunt me, point your finger at me and say, “I told you so!”