Well, I wanted so much for today. It's my 33rd birthday, and I wanted to be able to complete my 13 minute run, even though I'm all out of whack on my schedule. I wanted my ankle to be able to support me. I didn't want to spend the rest of my birthday waiting for an ortho consult in the er. 1 out of 3 ain't bad. (Wait, yes it is, and that's really more like 1/2 out of 3 anyway.)
OK, so I completed 11 minutes 2 days ago. I've kept my ankle wrapped, iced, elevated, and slathered in healing oils. It felt good last night, a little crackly this morning (it feels like it needs to crack). It's going to be hot today. I want to get this over with, so I can enjoy the rest of my day watching my favorite movies and relishing in a 13 minute run.
I had 2 muffins for breakfast, and a Dew, and waited a little while, then started getting ready. Husband thought I should run with the wrap on my ankle. The Internet thought I shouldn't run at all if I dared ask Madame Google, "Should I run with my ankle wrapped?" I thought I should carry scissors in case my shoe needed cut off at some point.
My objective was Run 13, Walk 5 today. I like the days where there's no opening walk, but I have been very lightly stepping on my right foot, so I was concerned about just taking off in a run. I set my alarm for 1 minute to start, so I could walk on my sausage looking wrapped foot jammed in my shoe. That gave me just about enough time to get off our uneven gravel alley where I tend to turn my ankle on a good day, so I suppose that worked out well. It went really fast though.
I start running and was IMMEDIATELY winded. I do not understand how I can be gasping for air 10 steps in. Of course, I had a long road ahead, so I kept on. I was panting like crazy. I tried all my tricks for getting air, and they would help briefly. I told myself this run was going to set the mood for the rest of my day, I had to keep going.
I checked the time in the 6th minute. Bloody hell. My legs felt great. My ankle..felt..ok. I definitely hit it a couple times and got a shot of pain, but it wasn't too bad. I was worried about the walk home, but I was ok for the run. But seriously, I can NOT breathe. I mean, there is no air flow. This cannot be the mental part people talk about - this is a physical inability.
I stopped. It was in the 7th minute. My time and run distance are going to be approximate today, due to utter lack of oxygen. Hey, I wasn't too dizzy, though - that seems to have pretty much gone away. As soon as I started walking, my ankle was throbbing. I was going to walk to the end of the block, so I could keep track of the distance, but it was the world's longest block, so I finally just took off.
I veered off the main road, and ran up the side street I prefer. I pretty much had my breath back after my approximately 2 minutes of walking, but I lost it again, quickly. Plus my ankle hurt, and I was just in overall misery. Screw it.
I started walking home. I might've given it a round 3, but my ankle was really hurting, and I thought I had pushed my luck enough. I walked home, in the sweltering sun, got my water, and ice, and didn't take my shoes off until I was situated in my chair (I turned the ac down before I left today!), because I had a feeling that once that shoe came off, I may not be walking again. I just iced that right ankle, inside and out. Somehow everything else feels fine, by comparison.
So...not how I wanted to start the year. I have got to reevaluate my training plan. I'm older, I get hurt easier, tired easier, don't heal as fast, but don't seem to be any wiser, because I don't have any plans to stop this asinine nonsense.
Weather: 82, SUNNY, Breezy 14 mph, 68% Humidity, Feels like 88
Time: 10am; Walk 1, Run ~7.5, Walk ~2, Run ~1.5, Walk ~6
Distance: 2.12K (1.32m)
Elevation: +44.2/-44.4/net -.2 ft
5K/10K: 45:29/1:36:08 (not great)
Run Time: 9 mins
Distance: 1.34K (.83m)
5K/10K: 37:19/1:18:53 (best by far..I probably really screwed up the time/distance)
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