Freakin' Lazy

Hmmm..guess maybe I should change the name of my blog? I didn't realize it's been damn close to 2 months since I posted last. :)

Things are going well..except that last weekend during the 14 mile training, my foot disagreed with me. I walked about the first mile to warm up my legs as I've been having shin pains (not really sure if it's shin splints or not) at the beginning of my runs for about the first 10 minutes or so. Started running, made it about 10 minutes before I felt a weird pain in my calf that started on the inside of my ankle. Shrugged it off and just started walking figuring it would work itself out. Kept walking for the next 4-5 miles and then it was gone. I'm figuring that, or the pain that started in my foot just completely made me forget about it. :) About mile 10, the middle of my foot was starting to get really irritated. Figured it was just my inserts and I'd adjust them when we hit the next aid station. So, got there and looked and they hadn't moved at all, but I just took them out and put them back in anyway.

Well, needless to say, that didn't help. So my coach asks me if I want to head back to the start building to which I replied "No FREAKIN' way!". I actually used a different F word there..but you get the idea. We start walking through the big subdivision and it starts getting to the point of being damn near unbearable. Still wouldn't back down..and by the time there was only a mile to go I knew I had just screwed myself. I got home, took off my shoes and could barely move for the rest of the day. I iced it for three days..and it still hurts. It's less painful now but I can't run..only walk. And that REALLY pisses me off. I was finally making some progress on endurance and then this happens. And if I had just not been stubborn and gone back to the building before it really started screaming I would probably be fine.

Regardless, it's a 16 miler this weekend. I'm going to do as much of it as I can..without letting my foot get to the point it did last week. And I intend to at least try and run a bit of it. I guess I have to tell myself that I really am only trying to finish this marathon, not set a time goal, and that if I have to walk it, I have to walk it. If I had the summer off, I wouldn't care if I couldn't walk for a month. But the day after I get back from San Diego, I start my pediatrics rotation and that means 9 hour days on my feet once a week for 2 months. I will be SOOOOO glad next summer when I can be finally DONE with nursing school.

I'll try not to let another 2 months go by before the next post. :)