Hello friends! Let’s have a little chat shall we? Imagine we are just sitting across a cup of coffee, maybe in my house or in a little local coffee shop or heck, in a Starbucks, cause I may be a total sell-out but I love Starbucks. Let’s imagine I’ve showered too and my hair looks nice.
I want to update you on how my knee/IT band is doing. It’s doing okay. I met briefly with a PT on Tuesday night and he confirmed that I do have IT Band Syndrome. He pushed and prodded and stretched me around; and then he told me he didn’t think I would be healed enough to run a marathon on May 25th, especially since I couldn’t run 50 feet without pain. He told me to stop running; to ice, massage, and work on hip strengthening exercises and to set up reoccurring appointments with a PT if the pain didn’t get better.
He must have seen the look in my eyes when I asked him when I could run again. He told me to take another full week off, then reevaluate my marathon plans. In his exact words “I wouldn’t recommend it and I wouldn’t do it; it would be the most excruciatingly painful decision of your life and it may mess you up for awhile. When it doesn’t hurt to run, run.”
Not quite the advice I got on Pinterest, but what does this guy know—he’s only studied exercise physiology, recovery and the human body for 7 years. So I have a week (more like 5 days now) to get better. I need to decide by May 1st if I want to transfer and sell my bib or defer or hope I heal enough and go for it.
What would you do?
There is so much conflicting advice out there, it gets confusing. And the pain actually seems more intense this week than last week so I backed off strength training (squats, deadlifts, split squats) my lower body and am only doing hip strengthening exercises and stretches below the belt.
And I’ve been so down about it. I’ve felt sad and angry and then guilty for feeling sad and angry about such a little thing. It probably doesn’t help that I basically went from exercise endorphin high to exercise endorphin high the last few months and now I don’t have that anymore.
Not doing the marathon would be a huge letdown; one that is hard to explain to non-running folks. It’s almost like on December 22nd finding out Christmas is cancelled. You’ve done so much work and spent so much time and money—all for nothing. No big day to celebrate.
I’ve put so many early, tough, snowy runs in my running “bank” telling myself that every deposit was worth it because I would draw from it on marathon day and complete a huge life goal. Without it, I feel wasted.
In our imaginary coffee date I would probably sigh here and say something like “There will be other marathons” or “I could still heal up in time”. I might come up with a pity quote like: “If you’re afraid of missing the boat, remember the Titanic; sometimes when things don’t go as planned it’s not a bad thing”. And you would nod and smile and try to be chipper too, but because we’re friends you would know I don’t mean those things at all.
It would be okay with you if I cried about a stupid marathon. It would be okay if I was illogical and had a pity party. You might even join me in it. You would laugh when I told you when I see someone out running I get an urge to rush over and give them a good shove because it pisses me off that they are running and I can’t.
I may still be able to do it; I’m not giving up hope yet. And I’m blessed no matter what—I know that, I just don’t feel it right now. Thanks for listening and for letting me “spill” over a cup of coffee.
Your prayers, advice, good vibes, and pity party streamers are appreciated.