So I’m not running any more but I really miss TAS and the post from all of you. So I’m hoping with all of your permission I can still post even though it’s not as much about running.
I haven’t run since October and any small attempt i.e. running a block or two with the munch, has brought the knee pain back on. At least it isn’t a constant; only when I’m being physically demanding on it. Which I hope is a sign of progress.
Lumpy suckered ( ok I did willing say yes ) into doing the running portion for his duathlon in August. I just need to run 2 5k runs which I better be up to by then considering in October is my last shot at my half marathon. Fingers crossed the healing continues.
I did start something new last week, boxing. I took an intro class and was hooked, ha no pun intended. I did a class on Friday and I’m still sore 2 days later. I didn’t realize how out of shape I really was. Anyway this is my new girl kickin’ butt work out. Best part, it’s really about boxing, it’s not a go get in shape, it’s a learn how to properly kick some butt in the ring. I’m super excited and really hope this will build the muscle I need to fix my knee.
Oh and Sally, BRING IT!!!!
So I’ve been out for a couple walks with the D-O double G and the knee has been feeling alright. Last night we went for another and few great things happened;
One; I ran for about 3 blocks with no pain what so ever. I know that’s not very far in the world of half and full marathons but it’s an accomplishment for me.
Two; munchy man ran with me with little distraction for said 3 blocks. He’s the sort of dog that needs to stop and check his pee-mail every other tree. Not saying he’s going to run a mile with me, but might be my new training partner as I get back to it.
Three; that simple little jog has got me craving running again, which is great.
I’ve added some yoga and stretching back in and forgot how good that feels. I’m waiting for it to get cool enough (hello November?) to try out my CWX tights. They are a work out just to get on but are supposed to do marvelous things for your legs.
So no chickens in the basket yet, but it’s a small step in the right direction.
After x-rays, MRI’s consultations with orthopedic surgeons, 9 weeks of physical therapy, countless Iontophoresis patches, Zheng Gu Shui, and a cortisone shot I’m still in pain. I have been able to run shorter distance every time I’ve tried. Tonight was a heartbreaking 1.5 miles. Short of a miracle (which the man upstairs has made it abundantly clear that I’m being punished for not going to church) I will not be running the Monster Half.
I’m angry, I upset and most of all just feeling like a failure. I have tried everything the medical expects can think of and it’s not helping. So I’m hanging up my running shoes and will have to look for a new way to keep healthy.
I want to wish all of you luck with your training; this will be my last post for I have nothing to offer the running community. I don’t think I’ll be able to help cheer at the Monster for those of you running. Know I’m 100% cheering you on but just don’t have it in me to stand and watch. I’ll make out to some races later; I just need to take some time to get over it.
Sorry if this is over dramatic or whatever you want to see it as. I feel like I just got dumped, I know it’s not the end of the world, but I’m giving myself the right to be upset about it.
Good Luck TASers!!!
First high five to Lumpy and Sally for their race in Portland. Extra intense high five for finding a doughnut shop with the best slogan EVER!
Ok MRI showed everything is intact, no need for surgery. It did show quite a bit of fluid right where my knee hurts. Next step is a cortisone shot which I’m’ really hoping works, then some rehab to get me to the 31st. My plan is to finish the half, not set any records or even come close to my origin goal but walk across that damn finish line.
I’m going to be fully open and honest so if you’re not ready for, then maybe read this later.
I hate running. I hate what it’s done to my body and my mind. My knee continues to get worse. Every time I try to run my knee pain starts at shorter distances. 4miles, 3,and now 2. Yup that’s right 2 f-ing miles is all I can do. I got back from my run (or whatever you want to call it) and broke down in the front hall. I’m so pissed at God, fate or whatever you want to believe for just not letting me have this. I’ve been getting kicked and hard by life and just need something good. So after cursing over and over and sobbing uncontrollably, T-monster untied my shoes and picked me up off the floor.
I’m going to rehab and hard for the next few weeks and see what happens but I feel like I need to have my “dear John I’m withdrawing” letter ready to go. I’m really disappointed in my body; I also really wanted that damn finisher metal that turns into a belt buckle.
Lumpy pass on that homeopathic remedy that you talked about. I’m desperate.
I want to have a good post for everyone, I’m sorry that they have been so down and negative. Just remember every time you don’t want to run, be really happy that you can run.
I was traveling the last 7 days and tried really hard to get some running in. So my sis, T-monster and I set off to run the Brooklyn Bridge. First off I have to be honest and say I’m horribly spoiled in MPLS. Our paved greenway trails around beautiful lakes, with port-a-filths and water pumps. We ran on busted sidewalks with cars screaming past us, dodging dog poop and avoiding tourist. The bridge is hard, really hard and the way to get there was hard not to mention the exhaust you suck in as you run the bridge. I made it to the second pier when my knee yelped. I said no go and needed to focus on getting back. I attempted running back but that wasn’t going to happen. So T-monster and I walked the rest of the way. I fought back tears while stretching on a stair railing.
The view was really cool over the bridge and there was something really satisfying about running through people’s photos (I would love to see some of them) I’m really happy I at least tried to run it. I was in pain for the next day or so, ice and pain killers didn’t come close to helping.
I have a new plan, work on my cardio with boxing and jump roping, and do shorter runs and strength training. I’m also talking to my PT about getting a patch for the day of the race. I promise, get me through these 13 miles and I will spend all of winter healing. Cross my heart.
Oh and I saw a photo of the finisher metal/belt buckle, my motivation just got a boost.
So I personally haven’t posted cause I needed to keep it together when it comes to my knee. I’ve been angry, frustrated, disappointed and down right a mess about it. I’ve been in PT for the last 3 weeks with no running. That’s right 2 months from my first half marathon and I haven’t run in 3 weeks. I have ITB, which I guess most runners get at some point. My therapist said I have a lack of knee muscle and “weak glut meat” (that one still makes me giggle)
So I tried 2 miles last week and did fine. Then started to search for new shoes (thank you T-monster for sitting for hours in numerous shoe stores) I’ve been really good with doing my strengthen exercises and ready to go for it.
Saturday I ran 1 mile to Lake Calhoun and met a friend to walk around the lake. We parted ways and I had to decide, run the lake then home or just go home. Had the weather not been so beautiful (ok it was humid as hell but the sun felt great) plus there were runners everywhere. I tried to run the lake then home. Half way around I was ready to die. I’ve lost a lot cardio wise and the humidity kicked my arse. I took a walk and water break and got back to it and that’s when things went down hill.
My knee was killing me. I’ve been able to push through some pain but this stops me dead in my tracks and bite my fist. I had over 2 miles to my house and no cell phone to call for back up. I hobbled my way back, holding back tears with every step. I got home to empty house which promptly led to a huge breakdown. T-monster listen to me sob on the phone and then yell at him when he told me I need to take care of myself and withdrawal from the race.
I’m not ready to wave the white flag, it’s not that easy. I’ve worked hard for this and really need to accomplish something for me right now. I’m going to continue training the best I can and pray that new shoes and more crazy ionizing anti-inflammatory patches will make it happen. (FYI if you haven’t encountered this patch I highly recommend it.)
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I ran 8.5 yesterday. Held a 10:54 which I’m really proud of. I had to do a lot of “On your left!” which most people were very responsive, so much so that I was handing out “Thank you’s” A few things; I’m may issue a high five rule to my run. I need to high five anyone I see twice around the lake, or the little old lady pushing the other old lady in the wheelchair. There just needs to be more high fives. I’m bummed I didn’t get to run with Sally, especially since we were running on the same day. Chipotle is never a good idea after a good run, never.
The really crappy part, I ran in my old shoes since I didn’t have a chance to decide between the 2 I brought home. This resulted in the knee pain coming back, and in a serious way. The 1 block walk to my office from the parking ramp had me in tears. I’m seeing a sports medicine specialist on Thursday and hoping for the best. I really hate that my knee is giving out. The rest of my body feels amazingly strong and able. I can even put my knuckles on the floor while stretching again.
I’m just frustrated and want things to get better. Work sucks enough; I need this training to keep positive.
“We run to undo the damage we’ve done to body and spirit. We run to find some part of ourselves yet undiscovered.” –John “The Penguin” Bingham
I finally got it back, the drive, the passion and then something happen I wasn’t expecting. My knee gave out. I haven’t felt pain like this in a long time. I haven’t had knee issues since I was 13 and growing faster then my tendons could keep up. I have a feeling it’s my shoes, they have about 100 miles on them. I just didn’t think my body would be the reason I would be slowing down.
I did get 7 miles in before work which felt really good until mile 6. My stamina and metal game was dead on. I was actually smiling while running, but then the pain came. I spent the rest of the day gimping around. I’ve been on the couch with ice all night and I’m not feeling optimistic.
No more running for the week, it’s not worth an injury. I’m getting new shoes on Saturday, any have suggestions on where I should go look. I’ll be honest, I’m really pissed about this right now.
P.S. Sally, I’m feeling for you and wish I had some words of wisdom. If you haven’t checked that women’s health link, give it a shot. Kinda puts running in perspective. Let me know about your Sunday run, when and where. I might not be able to run but that won’t stop me from cheering you on like mad.
