In case you want to dive into my currently very self-absorbed-feeling-sorry-for-myself world, stay put. Otherwise, save yourself! Stop reading while you still can.
I have diagnosed myself with Stage 3 Achilles Tendinosis. Stage 4 is the worst. 1 is the best. That's a lie...0 pain is the best. Anyway ....as far as I can tell, I am looking at close to a month without running (at the very least). I spent the greater part of last evening in bed with a box of Kleenex and an endless supply of salty snacks. It it TBD if this is going to cost me the marathon (I can always do one later in the season), but it is going to cost me a lot of heartache.
There are a few pieces of good news. A.) I get out of playing basketball. B.) I can still go to spinning (this is my only saving grace honestly---thank you GOD for this). C.) I can do pool workouts (I need to lock down the art of water running-- any help here?). and finally D.) WE GO ON VACATION TO THE CARIBBEAN IN THREE WEEKS AT WHICH POINT I WILL NOT CARE ABOUT RUNNING. That's a lie too. I was planning on running along the beach in Ft. Lauderdale. But...whatever. Big picture right?
|Do I look like I care about running?|
So for now, I will live with an ice pack and a spin bike. I will try to put down the fork so I still fit in my swimming suits come February. I also vow to not blog about it incessantly. Which means I may be silent for three weeks to a month.
That all being said, I know there is a reason for all of this. It is disappointing, but it is life and could be monumentally worse. God has a plan and I must remember to praise Him in good times and bad.
A-spinning I will go, a-spinning I will go....I love a spin bike...