Rather than resuming the regularly scheduled program, I decided to pick up where I left off pre-leg pain. If I had picked up where I left off, that would have only put my long run at 12 miles this week, and since October 14th was my last LONG run of 18 miles (followed by 13.1 and then no long run the next two weeks), I just really felt like I needed a long run. Mentally as much as physically.
I took all of my runs super easy this week, still trying to get my quad back to 100%. I did a lot of my miles on the treadmill this week too for the sole purpose of avoiding hills. Running downhills seemed to bother the ol’ leg more than anything else, so I wanted to make sure I didn’t aggravate anything.
Tuesday it still hurt pretty bad to run, but I had it in my head that I wanted to run to make it hurt so that hopefully the sports ortho could easily pinpoint the cause of the pain at my appointment the next day. So I hopped on the treadmill and decided to run as long as I had to to make it hurt. But to my surprise, the longer I ran the better it felt. So I cancelled my ortho appointment and instead went to my chiropractor.
Wednesday I ran outside after the chiropractor worked his magic, and that’s when I discovered that downhill running still kind of hurt, so I took Thursday off and then took to the treadmill again for Friday’s run. I cut that run short anyway because I was just exhausted, and made up the additional mileage on Saturday morning. All of those runs were positively uneventful and not noteworthy in any way.
And, in all honesty, the same can be said for Sunday’s 19. Which in my opinion is a GOOD thing! Everybody likes uneventful long runs. That means nothing went awry, right?! I did get super bored though. Good God, I’m glad I only have one more long run. I’m running out of things to think about. The only thing out of the ordinary that happened Sunday was that I could feel a hot spot on the ball of my left foot that I knew would be a blister if I let it go, so I stopped the “out” portion of my out-and-back so I could get back to the house and take care of it. By the time I got back, a blister was just starting to form. I changed socks and hopped back on the treadmill to finish out the last four miles. As far as the pain goes, I was still pretty aware of the thigh for the first several miles, but somewhere around mile 10 it hit me–“Hey! I don’t feel anything!” It felt completely normal. And now, as of about three hours after finishing the run, it feels good as new. I’m still gonna follow-up with my chiropractor tomorrow for one more myofascial release session just for good measure, but at this point I am deeming myself REHABILITATED!
See?! 34.1 of the most boring miles ever! But you know what?! At least I ran 34.1 boring miles! Much better than last week! WOOHOO!