I had just published my post on 10 Easy Ways to Get Injured when I found this in my mail…
See, the Pinoy Ultra Runners and I think alike! Hope you can make it.
A friend once recommended that I write about injury prevention in running. Was he talking to me? Little Miss perennially injured Bullheaded Runner? I thought that I could easily dictate the ways to do the opposite—how to get injured—because of all the mistakes I committed in my brief running experience.
Here are 10 easy ways to find yourself in the doctor’s clinic:
I wish I told you how ecstatic I was over my first ever mountain bike ride last Sunday where my Garmin got his first taste of a biking event and registered it at 40 min for 9km. Or, how my first Ashtanga yoga session last Wednesday completely blew me away and gave me a peek into the spiritual side of yoga which I am all too excited to explore. Or, how foolish I felt for thinking that the pool would be open yesterday, a holiday, so instead of doing 50-meter laps, I found myself swimming with my children complete with lifesavers and noodle floats at my in-laws little pool.
No, I couldn’t bring myself to tell you about last week’s little details because it had nothing to do with running. This is, after all, a running blog.
Truth be told, running and I haven’t been in good terms lately. I have been furious with him since the day I learned about the shin splints. I yelled at him from across the room (making sure my kids couldn’t hear) “After all that I’ve given to you—my heart and my soul—you give me runner’s knee and now this shin problem?! What kind of a person are you? Are you even human?!” To which, he replies “Of course, I’m inhuman. I’m a sport, dummy.” Such disrespect! I couldn’t take the cruelty so I packed my gym bags and took off. (Okay, now you know why this post is entitled LQ. Ang baduy ko, I know! This is what happens when I don’t run.) I haven’t seen him for a full two weeks—16 days, to be exact—since my last run. Despite therapy sessions, the lumps on my shins haven’t disappeared and continue to bother me at every step.
Since then, I have moved on. I’ve been getting my cardio workouts from the elliptical trainer at the gym, swimming, and biking. (Sadly though, none of these will ever compare to the workout that running gave me. I am still gaining weight despite all these other cardio activities…grrr.) I also have at least two sessions of either bikram yoga, ashtanga yoga (my new love), or yogilates each week.
When I recover from my shin splints (don’t ask me when because this is taking a lot longer than I expected), I’m sure I’ll be the one knocking on the door of running screaming “Let me in! You’ve been a jerk but I love you anyway!”
While I’m injured, please be patient with me as this “running blog” will feature posts that will discuss more of my cross training activities than actual running. If there’s one good thing that has come out of these injuries, it is that it’s pushing me to become a triathlete ahead of schedule!
After my track run with Coach and Annie yesterday, I looked up at the red sky, changed into my red shirt, and drove home in my red car. Kissed my red husband good morning and woke up my two little red kids. I showered and saw my red self in the mirror. All I saw was red yesterday because I was the raging bull again.
Grrrrr…my injury is back…
I am not entirely sure it’s the same evil knee pain that is rearing its ugly head again. The pain is not on the knee itself but behind the right knee near my hamstrings. Coach says as long as it’s not the knee, then we are fine. I am hoping he’s right.
Trying to look at the bright side. Telling myself that all I need is more stretching (not that I’m lacking in this area because I believe I’m stretching all throughout the day) since I barely did anything while I was sick.
So, I am in full battle mode this week:
…and let’s see how it goes from there. Hopefully, I’ll be able to run Doc Fit sans any pain. If that doesn’t happen, this raging bull will just get even more furious.
What have I been doing the past month? Had you looked closely, I rarely discussed my training sessions nor did I complain about my evil knee. Truth be told, I found little time to write here as running had taken over a large chunk of my idle time leaving me with the rest of the day for work and family.
A couple of running friends have dubbed my past month as “Secret Training.” You see, it’s been a month since I signed up with a new running coach, Jo-Ar, to begin rehab training for my knee yet there was no mention (just a hint) of him in this blog.
Well, now the “secret” is out. And, I’m proud to say that this has been the best month of running ever since I started.
– Me with Annie and Coach Jo-Ar after he made us do intervals that made me want to barf. –
Coach Jo-Ar has been my guide/boss/friend on this slippery road to recovery. In the beginning, it was a bit frustrating as he asked me to slow down when I felt like I could go faster or to rest for a full day when I was eager to run on the road.
After a couple of weeks, however, I had little to complain about as things got more exciting at the track. With my knee and quads a bit stronger, Coach Jo-Ar would push me to run 5 more hills…or 10 more steps…or 3 more laps…and, as I struggled to catch my breath or control my wobbly legs, I would think “Please, no more!” yet find myself achieving what seemed impossible. At the end of each session, I felt I was improving, getting stronger and fitter, and taking a step farther away from my poor injured self.
Last week, for the first time in my life, I ran everyday for six consecutive days. And, on Sunday, I was able to run 8k, my longest ever since I got injured in January. It was a tough, tiring, and challenging week (or month, actually) but it’s the most fun I’ve ever had. Salamat Coach Jo-Ar!