It only hurts when...
It only hurts when sit, run, walk, stand, sleep, think, eat and type. Other than that I'm fine.
My back hurts (from lugging wood?). My knees hurt because who knows. My right quad hurts from all the miles after a brisk hilly course. My joints hurt. Then my other leg starts to hurt. My calves hurt. My ankles and feet hurt. Heck, this is starting to hurt my feelings.
I have a suspicion that I'm under the ill effects of a virus my eldest daughter cooked up called the "5th disease". Some childhood nothing that exhibits a rash on the face of 8 year old girls. If passed on to their dear old dads, it becomes a joint ache. That's what I think all of this is. This is nuts.
I took Monday off after really feeling low after Sunday's run. I thought some extra rest, complete muscular rest for the legs, and just a day off would do the trick. Unfortunately, the reward center in the brain detected the lack of pleasing "running chemicals" produced by my volume of miles and decided to punish me by making me "down". Then Tuesday came, I was still sore all over. Coupled with lethargy courtesy of my mind, and I found another reason not to get out for even a shake out run - even though I had all my gear with me ready to go. I slept in again today to help with the pain. But lunchtime came and went with me reading a book instead of pounding the river trail.
Then I got lucky. I closed up shop and found that I was running about 30 minutes ahead of schedule. I was going to just drive home but for some reason I got the "I don't know what to do with myself" feeling by being off schedule. See what not running does to one? It throws your whole mood off. Instead of feeling up and cheerful, I've had three days of down and miserable. So I forced myself to to don the running gear and off I went down the river trail for 3 short miles.
By mile one, my brain was very pleased with me. The blood was flowing and my world was starting to brighten. By mile two I was happy, and mile three had me back in my normal state of mind. To think I am so susceptible to a little thing like exercise!
The only pain I felt during the run was the intermittent back pain. I must have pulled a muscle slightly bringing in some wood. I hope this settles down by Sunday's half marathon. When I stopped, the right quad was still sore - and more sore when I got home. But it relaxes when I run. The calves were tight during the run but those too worked themselves out. Looks like this week is turning into a taper week for the half marathon - and it was needed.
So the moral is: don't stop running. Except when you have to. But then start up really quickly.
Training so far this week: 26 miles. Today was 3 in 21:01.
My back hurts (from lugging wood?). My knees hurt because who knows. My right quad hurts from all the miles after a brisk hilly course. My joints hurt. Then my other leg starts to hurt. My calves hurt. My ankles and feet hurt. Heck, this is starting to hurt my feelings.
I have a suspicion that I'm under the ill effects of a virus my eldest daughter cooked up called the "5th disease". Some childhood nothing that exhibits a rash on the face of 8 year old girls. If passed on to their dear old dads, it becomes a joint ache. That's what I think all of this is. This is nuts.
I took Monday off after really feeling low after Sunday's run. I thought some extra rest, complete muscular rest for the legs, and just a day off would do the trick. Unfortunately, the reward center in the brain detected the lack of pleasing "running chemicals" produced by my volume of miles and decided to punish me by making me "down". Then Tuesday came, I was still sore all over. Coupled with lethargy courtesy of my mind, and I found another reason not to get out for even a shake out run - even though I had all my gear with me ready to go. I slept in again today to help with the pain. But lunchtime came and went with me reading a book instead of pounding the river trail.
Then I got lucky. I closed up shop and found that I was running about 30 minutes ahead of schedule. I was going to just drive home but for some reason I got the "I don't know what to do with myself" feeling by being off schedule. See what not running does to one? It throws your whole mood off. Instead of feeling up and cheerful, I've had three days of down and miserable. So I forced myself to to don the running gear and off I went down the river trail for 3 short miles.
By mile one, my brain was very pleased with me. The blood was flowing and my world was starting to brighten. By mile two I was happy, and mile three had me back in my normal state of mind. To think I am so susceptible to a little thing like exercise!
The only pain I felt during the run was the intermittent back pain. I must have pulled a muscle slightly bringing in some wood. I hope this settles down by Sunday's half marathon. When I stopped, the right quad was still sore - and more sore when I got home. But it relaxes when I run. The calves were tight during the run but those too worked themselves out. Looks like this week is turning into a taper week for the half marathon - and it was needed.
So the moral is: don't stop running. Except when you have to. But then start up really quickly.
Training so far this week: 26 miles. Today was 3 in 21:01.
posted by Andrew at 7:51 PM
5 Comments:
when I can't run I am like instagrump.
Glad your 3 mile run helped your mood!
Glad to hear your mood has improved - just goes to show how running affects your whole self.
Are you planning on taking time off after your next marathon?
Elizabeth - Instagrump! What a word, I think I'll use it. ha ha!
Thomas - yes, I'll take time off because I know it's the right thing to do, but in truth, I'll probably just run 3 miles per day easily for a couple of weeks, then ramp it up again. Next marathon is May 7th.
No one wants to be around me when I can't run, so I can completely relate! I'm glad you had a nice run to elevate your mood.
Hope you're feeling better soon. It sucks to miss runs.
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