Well, my Ironman Arizona prep has hit a speed bump. More like a traffic jam. I've inured my foot. Got a little of what they call peroneal tendonitis. I haven't run "long" in nearly a month now. My training was rockin' too. Hitting on all cylinders. And now this. This annoying little bit of proverbial gravel in my training shoe. The toughest part, I've caught it early. It never stopped me from running, but I knew eventually it would. I've had to choose to stop; a very tough thing for me to do. And even though I've mustered the strenghth of will to hold back, I'm still not healed!! Frustration is too mild a description. My IM goals are fading over the horizon and if I don't get back at it soon, I think I'll lose sight of them for this go-'round.
I've got a superstar physical therapist I'm working with and giving all of my money :) and I know he'll get me back, but when? How soon? And in what capacity? How many :00's per mile will I have lost off my 42k pace? The questions go on and on. Did I know soooner? Did I run in those shoes too long? Did I listen to my gut when it said "hey, maybe this is too much" and "hey, stupid! This IS too much!"? Enough! Just shut up!
Head up. Stay positive. Move on.
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