I have a love/hate relationship with running. I love it, but sometimes running doesn’t seem to love me back.
Running is my singlemost favorite thing on the planet. Even when I compare it with things like diet coke, popcorn, and dachshunds, running brings me the most joy. My happiest moments in life, other than times with my husband, have been during a good run. And cardiovascularly, even though I seem to suck at everything else, I am made for running. The few 5+mile runs I’ve gotten to do have been a cinch, and always leave me wanting more.
But my legs seem not to want to cooperate. Since I was in high school, at random intervals I’ve had hip, knee, ankle, and shin problems. Bad joints run in my family (my dad was a runner in his 20s and had to quit entirely because of his knees) and I know eventually I will probably have early arthritis in some or all of those spots. I was diagnosed with tendonitis earlier this year and it seems to be back with a vengeance. I really think that I CAN be a runner though. Most of my problems now can be linked back to the fact that I ran improperly because of my surgery foot and the fact that I keep getting impatient and trying to up my mileage too quickly. Not training properly for my half was a huge mistake.
So where does that leave me with my half marathon???
I am signed up, with one of my best friends, for the Disney Princess Half Marathon on March 7th. As of right now I can’t seem to run a mile without pain in my left shin. The Half is 12 days away. My friend is not ready either, I think her longest run to date has been less than 3miles. But we are going to try.
I genuinely believe that most people, even couch potatoes, could probably go out to a race and finish 13miles. And through a combination of running and walking, I am going to try and go finish those 13miles. It is likely that I will hurt myself so badly I will have to stop halfway through. It is even more likely that I will not be able to keep up the minimum pace and will be pulled off the course. Either way, I am going to try. I paid for this race – I want to at least see some of the sites and have a little bit of the experience.
I am really not sure what kind of range of people signed up for this Half, but it seems like a definite possibility that if I finish I will come in last. I’ve come in last in more than half of the races I’ve ever run in. At a race in high school I came in waaay last and then proceeded to puke my guts out. And I’ve been cool with it. I am a secure enough person not to be too shaken up by my last place, although it is embarrassing. But in a BIG race like this Disney run? I am terrified. It is going to be MASSIVELY embarrassing. But I’m going to try anyways, and hopefully my friend will be able to be with me through the whole awful/wonderful thing.
How do I feel now though???
Disgusted with myself. I truly didn’t think I could lose as much respect for myself as I have. It’s one thing to set a goal and not achieve it, but I didn’t even try. I didn’t just want the experience of running a half marathon, I wanted the experience of training for one. And more than $100 later in race fees I don’t have that.
I am pissed that I have tendonitis. I am pissed that I had foot surgery. I am really pissed that I probably have tendonitis from running funny on my surgery foot. But I am rational, and I understand that sometimes things happen. I know that I have to let go of that anger.
But I can stay angry with myself. All the out of my control stuff aside, I would be in a better race place right now if I had trained properly. My training log is a joke. Stretching daily would have helped. Strength training would have helped. Ultimately, I hope that I have learned from this.
So what happens next???
I’m pretty sure I’m going to be in intense pain post-half. Whether I do 13miles or 4miles my body is not ready for either. And obviously I’m going to push through more pain on race day then I would reasonably do in general. I plan on taking at least 7 – 14 days off my legs after the race.
Then, I’m going to train again. I’ve already written up a plan, I’ll be posting it later, to sloooooooowly increase my mileage. I am going to start at 1mile – just one mile, absolutely no more in a given day – adding 1/2 a mile each week. With lots of strength training and stretching built in. I CAN run long distances. I CAN be a runner. I just have to approach it in a more mature way.
Advice? Thoughts? Criticisms? Stories of your own to share?



























