I’ve been messing around with my left foot since late in my marathon training. I don’t remember when it started but it was shortly before my 20 miler. I did everything you are supposed to do for plantar fasciitis. I stretched, rolled my calf, iced, massaged my foot, wore supportive shoes (as much as I could) and some days it was better but then there were days like last Thursday. It was killing me! I could hardly walk most of the day and my commute to work was miserable. I finally decided to see a podiatrist and, after yelling at me, he put me on a one month running restriction. He also told me to get a pair of Super Feet insoles. I asked if that meant the Turkey Trot on Saturday was off and he rolled his eyes and muttered about how much he hated treating runners.
Now, this Turkey Trot was very important to me. It was being held on Little Runner’s birthday. We have been talking about it since we ran it last year and were both VERY excited to do it again. The doctor said that I had a moderate case of PF with no signs of rupture. I talked it over with my husband and decided to go ahead with the trot, AMA (against medical advice).
I was anxious going in. My legs have felt like lead weights since the marathon and my five mile trail race two weeks ago was rough. I felt like I was going in slow motion even though I was running as hard as I could. Needless to say, I spent a good deal of time Thursday night fretting over it. This was also to be my first repeat course so I really wanted to do better than last year. Nothing like some internal pressure!
Saturday morning was chilly but we bundled up. Little Runner had a lot of fun on his mile run (as long as the wind wasn’t blowing in his face!). He had originally wanted to run it alone but I asked if I could join him as I was running along the side, cheering him on, and he happily agreed. I really enjoyed being with him and using it as my warm up! He did have a strong solo finish, though. After all, he’s “a big kid now and needs to do these things on his own”. Man, he cracks me up!
My 10K start was shortly after that. I was wearing my new insoles, which bugged me a bit, but I had a friend running with me so I tried to just focus on the chit chat and not pay attention to my feet. My friend is pretty speedy but she said she wanted to just hang with me. We started out pretty fast (for me) and I was a little concerned but I knew we’d settle down once my legs figured out what I was doing. About halfway into mile 2, I told her that I was feeling pretty good so I wanted to try to get a sub 30 minute 5K – one of my goals for the year – but would likely settle in to a 10:30 pace after that. I passed the 5K mark at 29:09! That was a HUGE PR for me! Over 3 minutes off my previous times! And the real shocker was that I felt good and really didn’t want to slow down! We kept going at the same pace and I was able to maintain it while talking and kidding around until the last mile when we hit a hill. Even then, we didn’t slow very much (but I did shut my yap so I could focus on breathing). I really couldn’t believe it. My final time was 1:00:29, almost 9 minutes faster than last year’s race, with an average pace of 9:37. That’s like Kenyan fast for me! I still can’t believe it!
This was the first race where I was actually middle of the pack instead of bringing up the rear. My overall time was exactly 51% of the field. What a hoot!
So, LR and I had a fun morning and I achieved the goals that I set for myself – but now I’m paying for it. My foot is much more sore than it was so I’m settling down and will seriously rest it. LR and I do have our 5K in two weeks but we are doing that at a “fun” pace with much walking. That may delay my healing again but I don’t think it will be by much. In the meantime, I’ll be focusing on my core and upper body and, when I’m cleared, I’ll be back out on the roads.
I can’t wait!!