Holy Crap! I'm not 18?

Well I had a new post written last week that I was just going to edit before actually posting it but I have had to scrap it. I've finally realized as I journey through my mid-life crisis that I am no longer invincible as I was at 18. My body apparantly would rather I ease into Ironman training instead of just jumping in. Gone are the days when I could throw a tensor bandage on sore spot and carry on.

The blog had detailed how my run was progressing and that I was finally running with no pain at all. That was Tuesday afternoon. By Tuesday night I had sharp pains down my right leg and an extremely sore foot. I went to bed and got up early to do a 50 min run and felt fine until about 10 min in to the run. My foot started to feel a little uncomfortable but it wasn't enough to stop me from finishing out the run. After stretching it out and getting to work I had totally forgotten about it, until about 9am. Then WHAMOO! What the frig was that! Sharp stabbing pains twice as bad as the day before. Since then I have been hobbling around and barely able to put any pressure on that foot at all. I won't be able to get into the physiotherapists until this Wednesday so its been ice and Advil since. I've been trying to not do anything on it but I still have to work and just when it feels like the pain is gone, it starts up again. So far this week I have gained 5lbs due to my inactivity and I also think I'm eating more out of anxiety. I haven't even been able to get on the bike as putting the shoes on hurts as well. I tried a new pair of shoes for my long run last Sunday and this deviation may be my problem.

So, really I don't have a lot to write about, I'm 6 weeks away from my first 1/2 Ironman and I am getting a little nervous. Last week felt great as everything seemed like it was coming together and hopefully I can get healed up soon enough that I can get some quality training in before that. I really want to race hard and not just go to finish. The weather here has finally started to turn and this weekend was beautiful. I can look out my window and see lots of people on their bike or out for a run and it makes me extremely jealous. This is the perfect time of year to go for a morning run, the temperatures are still cool and you can get out really early and have a peaceful relaxing run.

I know this blog sounds a little whinny! Hopefully my next one will be more upbeat with some positive progress!

Scott