I’ve been letting the little aches and pains go for the past month. Since I’ve been increasing the mileage it was only expected that there were going to be a few things what end up hurting. My right ankle’s Plantars Achilles-it is that seemed to be mending is back but different this time around. Instead of bothering me on the medial (inside) of the ankle, it’s now on the lateral side. My heel feels slightly bruised on the bottom and the back of the heel is tender to touch. I’m calf stretching and ball rolling and failing miserably at making it any better.
Enter now the right side compensation issues. First it was just trigger point knots in the gastrocnemius (calf muscles). Occasionally, the tightness would emulate shin splints but isolating the trigger point would relieve the tension at the front of the shin.
Running on ice and snow also engages the adductors in unusual ways. Last winter, I felt like I was constantly running with a groin pull. As soon as the sidewalks cleared up so did the sore groin.
This year, now that the distances are climbing I’m not recovering sufficiently between runs . The aches and pains are becoming chronic. Last week, I eased off on Thursday’s workout and did cross training only.
During Saturday’s 8km run it took some time to warm-up. The calf of the left leg just wouldn’t loosen up. The first kilometer hurt. By the third the pain was tolerable. Hills hurt more when I compress my stride length and have to push off to maintain forward momentum. We totally messed up the route, not that it really matters, but I think we ran more hills than originally planned. I was able to maintain a decent pace once we got going. Overall we finished 7.65 km in less than 40 minutes with a 5:07 pace.
I skipped hockey on Saturday night and went to a movie instead.
Sunday’s run was scheduled to be 19km through the park system. Not too much of a chance of getting off track on this one. My one concern was the path behind the Children’s Museum. Last time we ran through the park there was a two kilometer stretch of frozen slush that hard on my ankle.
On our first walk break, (back to the 10 and 1’s this week) we were right in the middle of the frozen mine field. My left leg was not doing well. I couldn’t push off with any strength at all. Walking just seemed to make it worse.
The second walk break was no better. My first thought was to only run the shorter 16km route. The more I thought about the less I liked the idea have having to negotiate the mine field on the way back. The walks were not helping me either. I opted to abandon the group run and get out of the park system. I explained to Bob my thoughts and let Marc know I was crossing the bridge at the gold course and heading back via Riverside.
Once I was able to get going, I hurt; surprisingly my pace was below 5:30.
Slowly my left calf began to ease. My right ankle complained more than it had in a month. I’m surmising my mechanics were so off that neither side could compensate for the other.
I made a judgment call at Mount Pleasant Cemetery. Heading north, I opted to take Oxford Street back to Richmond. This way I avoided the climb across the Queens Street bridge.
At the one hour mark I was actually starting to feel capable of running further. I resisted the urge to extend the run and went back to the store. To my surprise just over 13.5 km with an overall 5:21 pace.
I limped in to the store. My left leg adductors were shot. Lifting my left leg was pure agony. A bit of stretching, some warmth, some walking. I’ll live.