Sometimes shit just happens and you smile because there ain't a damn thing you can do about it, but keep smiling.
Last Sunday, we went for a 4.0-mile hike, it took us about 2.5 hours (we took our time) and I wore my old hiking boots, which I haven't worn in years.
That was my first mistake.
My feet have changed over those years and I should have known that I was gonna have issues when I put on the wool socks and the boots felt so tight that I had to take off the wool socks. Even then they felt a little snug in the right toe box. Warning sign #1.
About half-way through when we stopped to have a snack at the stream, my right foot was beginning to bother and I should have stopped, taken the boot off and readjusted the lacing a bit. Mistake #2
As we were walking the last couple of miles my right foot initially felt like it was cramping a little on the outside, which I ignored and then with about a mile left my right foot started to hurt. I didn't stop to adjust the boot or take it off to let the foot relax. Mistake #3
By the time we got done with the hike, I was limping a little and the foot was bothering pretty good. It was like to the bones/tendons/ligaments on the outside of the foot were pushed against the inner ones and then rubbed against one another, continuously for the last half hour. Not good.
Once we got to the Jeep, I didn't take my hiking boots off (I was in a hurry to get going and get something to eat). Even when we stopped to eat a late lunch and was limping around, I left them on until we got home, instead of putting on my sneakers which were right in the back. Big Mistake #4
I had thought about running after I got home, but the way the foot felt, there was no way - it was painful enough that I asked Mary to take Bennie for his afternoon walk, which is something that I don't usually do. I figured that whatever I had done to my foot, was not a big deal and that I would be running the next morning.
Which, of course, didn't happen.
I haven't run since.
There is a difference between pain and soreness, what I felt on Sunday afternoon and Monday was pain and discomfort. I have learned the hard way that you don't run when there is real pain.
It feels almost like I deeply bruised the bones and ligaments (although I don't know if you can bruise ligament that is what it felt like).
Fortunately, there was no discoloration, just pain and discomfort and when I used the golf ball therapy, nothing felt worse. Which meant it just needed time to heal whatever I did this time.
Three days later, my right foot is feeling a helluva lot better, so taking the time off was the correct decision.
Could I run today?
I could probably run today and not do anything to it, but there is still some discomfort (the pain has receded), so I am going to give it the rest of the week and see how it feels Saturday or Sunday. I have a feeling that my race on Sunday might not happen or if I do run it, I will not be racing, but more of a check it out run.
Actually, I have a feeling that the timing for taking a week off is probably about right. I have run a lot of miles for me this year (over 1,600 so far) and have only taken off 3 days in a row a couple of times. My body has been feeling tired and mentally I have been a little crispy when it comes to running.
So it was time to take the time.
As much as I hate to admit it. :-)
The mistakes I made while hiking resulted in my right foot getting screwed up and looking back were self-inflicted. I was simply in too much of a hurry and didn't listen to what my body was telling. me. So the time off from running was a result of choices that I made. Which means I can't really bitch or complain about what happened...well too much anyway, other than to say I put on my stoopid hat this time.
Have you taken much time off from running this year? If you haven't are you planning to?
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