Two weeks before the Calgary Marathon, 856 training km’s, 90 training hours, 16 weeks into an 18 week training plan, I have to shut it down.
You know you have to shut it down when you have to go down the stairs in the morning on your butt because you can’t put any pressure on your foot.
I thought I could run through it. Running wasn’t really the issue, until yesterday. It really only hurt when I was inactive. I was getting used to feeling that marble in my right heel. Yesterday started out good. A little cool, sunny with a light breeze. My foot was a bit sore to start but that usually worked itself out as the foot warmed up. About an hour and a half into my long run I noticed my gait had changed, I was limping slightly and my foot was noticeably sore. I started to think about what I really didn’t want to tell myself. I kept going but at about the 2 hour mark, my heel was feeling like a ground up meatball. I stopped and walked a couple hundred metres then started my run again. It only lasted a few strides. I knew it then. I cried a bit.
Then I did something I have never done. I called my wife to come and pick me up. I cried when I got in the car. The pain and frustration hit me.
16 weeks and 856 km’s over 90 hours!
I noticed my foot getting sore mid to late March. I’ve been through this before. But I wasn’t training for anything back then, it was just running. And I was able to fix the problem and get back running. But this time I was doing so good, my training was working. My weight had come down. I was encouraged. But that heel slowly got worse, and I wouldn’t listen. I tried to fix the problem while still continuing to train. But we all know that is hard to to. The only way to fix the problem is to shut it down. So I have.
I am hanging onto a very small glimmer of hope. I will not run for the next week and a half. I will ride the bike and I will treat my heel accordingly. If, on May 27 I cannot run without pain I will throw in the towel. That’s the date I can cancel my hotel without penalty.
Was it too much mileage? Was it a change in shoes? Stubbornness? Of course it was all three combined.
My focus now is healing my right foot. Getting good to run on it again. Then possibly to think about the Okanagan.