I'VE BEEN M.I.A BECAUSE...
Hola!! Oh my! It is so nice to be back! I apologize to you for being gone so long! It really wasn't my fault...ok well, it was, but still. I had a little set back and I'll tell you all about it.
You see what had happened was... Remember when I told you all about my sneakers and my ankle pain, et cetera? Well...I kind of shouldn't have kept running on it, it turns out. I strained both ankles and have been going to physical therapy for two months now. I know, I know! It's horrible. Poor me. Poor ankles. They couldn't even talk anymore, except to say, "Owwwwww..." They were swollen..for weeks. There was constant pain...but only when I walked. And it seemed to be moving up my tendon. The physical therapist ordered x-rays and MRIs. It was that serious. He thought, because I couldn't walk, that I had fractured at least one of my ankles. Believe me, although more painful, a fracture would have been better because it would have healed faster. The doctor said I am not allowed to run for at least three months. THREE MONTHS. I am so frustrated. You just don't know.
Sure there are other exercises I can do, but none of them take the place of running. As I run, I feel free. Not like running from the police or a dog, but it engages every part of your body and speeds up the oxygen being carried to all the organs so you feel like you are able to "leap tall buildings in a single bound!" You feel like that but you should't necessarily try it. I have learned a valuable lesson. When in pain, forget what your coaches told you about pushing through it. Stop. If you start up again and the pain persists or returns, go to the doctor. Taking pain medication only masks the problem and could cause more damage to the injury. Trust me.
So yes, I could swim...I could ride a bike...I could row, lift weights, etc. But I don't want to! I want to run! Call me a spoiled brat. Call me anything you want to but since I have to live with the knowledge that I did this to myself, nothing you can call me will annoy me more than waiting to be cleared to run again.
I'm looking into a yoga class in my neighborhood. I've gained 5 pounds so I have to meditate over this patience problem I have. I'll be back running sooner than ever. Watch. But with permission, new sneakers, and a break in between to do some other physical activity like Tae Kwon Do, Kick Boxing, or just plain Boxing. We'll see... Stay tuned.
You see what had happened was... Remember when I told you all about my sneakers and my ankle pain, et cetera? Well...I kind of shouldn't have kept running on it, it turns out. I strained both ankles and have been going to physical therapy for two months now. I know, I know! It's horrible. Poor me. Poor ankles. They couldn't even talk anymore, except to say, "Owwwwww..." They were swollen..for weeks. There was constant pain...but only when I walked. And it seemed to be moving up my tendon. The physical therapist ordered x-rays and MRIs. It was that serious. He thought, because I couldn't walk, that I had fractured at least one of my ankles. Believe me, although more painful, a fracture would have been better because it would have healed faster. The doctor said I am not allowed to run for at least three months. THREE MONTHS. I am so frustrated. You just don't know.
Sure there are other exercises I can do, but none of them take the place of running. As I run, I feel free. Not like running from the police or a dog, but it engages every part of your body and speeds up the oxygen being carried to all the organs so you feel like you are able to "leap tall buildings in a single bound!" You feel like that but you should't necessarily try it. I have learned a valuable lesson. When in pain, forget what your coaches told you about pushing through it. Stop. If you start up again and the pain persists or returns, go to the doctor. Taking pain medication only masks the problem and could cause more damage to the injury. Trust me.
So yes, I could swim...I could ride a bike...I could row, lift weights, etc. But I don't want to! I want to run! Call me a spoiled brat. Call me anything you want to but since I have to live with the knowledge that I did this to myself, nothing you can call me will annoy me more than waiting to be cleared to run again.
I'm looking into a yoga class in my neighborhood. I've gained 5 pounds so I have to meditate over this patience problem I have. I'll be back running sooner than ever. Watch. But with permission, new sneakers, and a break in between to do some other physical activity like Tae Kwon Do, Kick Boxing, or just plain Boxing. We'll see... Stay tuned.
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