Well, here we are.
Back at Monday again. It may be spring, but Calgary’s weather isn’t quite convinced. We’re forecast to see some snow today – and I’m certain it won’t be the last we see of it this year!
Sunday – Spin at OneCycle
Monday – Off
Tuesday – Spin at OneCycle
Wednesday – Off
Thursday – Run with Jen at the TechShop (I think we hit about 5k or 6k)
Friday – Off
Saturday – L’Arche Half DNF 🙁
Okay so let’s talk about my DNF because, I think it’s pretty obvious that’s not how I expected my Saturday to go.
My run on Thursday felt good, I ran at a nice easy pace and didn’t feel any tightness in my leg or ankle, so I figured I’d be good to go for Saturday.
Jen and I planned to run together since neither of us were planning on racing the race, we just wanted to get in the mileage and that’s always best done with friends.
We lined up together and I planned to just follow Jen’s lead as much as I could. I was feel pretty optimistic about being able to get 13 miles under my belt as part of marathon training.
If you’ve read Jen’s recap, you know that didn’t happen.
Around the 2 mile mark I was starting to feel tightness in my shin and ankle and I wasn’t overly pleased with it. I know it usually takes about 3 miles for me to feel fully warmed up, so I tried to distract myself with other thoughts and decided I’d reevaluate the race in a bit.
I felt totally fine during our walk breaks, but once I started running, I’d feel tightness that was slowly turning into a dull pain. I don’t normally pair anti-inflammatories with running, but knowing that tendonitis is caused by inflammation, I wanted to do my best to prevent any issues so I’d taken some the evening before, and a few hours before the start of the race. I was also wearing compression socks.
Since I was feeling pain even after I’d done my best to prevent any issues, I decided I’d turn back around the 3 mile mark. Even after I’d made that decision, I kept wavering. I really really didn’t want to DNF, but I also really really didn’t want to wind up seriously injured.
And so, I walked back to the start. You know what?
Walking back to the start-line of a race really really super sucks. A lot.
The whole way I was questioning if I should have kept going, or if I really was injured. So I did the logical thing and I’d start running. My leg would feel fine and then it wouldn’t, so I’d walk. And then I’d do it again because I’m stubborn and I don’t want to be injured but I also don’t want to be a quitter.
Here is where I wish I had some wise words or something, but I don’t. DNF’ing a race sucks.
I picked up a sleeve for my ankle yesterday and I’ll be wearing it for the next while, and I also picked up some new shoes that will hopefully help as well.
You know what sucks?! When you can’t even test run in your new shoes that you bought to prevent injury because you’re injured. (Hello and welcome to my pity party).
[Tweet “That time I started a race and didn’t finish, threw a pity party and bought shoes”]
Last week I asked about your DNS stories, this week tell me about your DNF stories. Misery loves company.
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