It’s been less than a week and I have already been shunned from the running world. I kid you not. Nobody texts or leave comments on my blog since I hinted that I was starting to feel something turn into a something.
It’s like they think being injured is contagious. (I checked. It’s not.) I get it. Nobody wants to be around a benched runner. I can picture the conversations:
How’s your injury? Sucks still.
Have you tried icing? Heat? Physio? Yes. Yes. Yes.
Don’t worry. You probably just need rest. Duh.
Okay well … I should probably go run. Have fun (Hope you trip.)
Boring, right?
Being injured sucks on just about every level. Here I am stuck inside while everyone is out running, jumping, leaping and climbing. I hate looking at all your Instagram photos and tweets about your fabulous long runs. Piss off. (Just kidding. I love you all. Keep up the great work!)
At least now I can focus on faking my way through crossfit WODs. I have no excuse to hit that annoying snooze button. Speaking of crossfit, Jeff, my coworker, and I swapped books on Friday. Jeff got Unbreakable Runner and I borrowed his copy of Ready to Run. It’s super fun reading about preventing injuries when you are already injured.
In all seriousness life goes on when you’re not running. I am watching way too much Netflix and eating way too much popcorn. (I don’t think I am drinking nearly enough wine.) Over the last few days I have found a desire to dance around my kitchen and listen to random songs from random decades.
Eeww….you've got injury cooties….go away!! (kidding) Isn't it funny how it's always easier to leave a "congrats on the PB, great race" or "hey, nice shoes" comment than it is to try and come up with something truly supportive to say to an injured runner? Have you gotten a definitive diagnosis yet and, hence, any kind of treatment plan? Supportive-wise, the first thing that popped into my head was "you're injured because you're a runner so…..YAY, you're a runner!!" I really can't think of any runner I follow who hasn't been on the shelf for some reason at some point, it almost seems to be part of the definition of a runner. I've been on the shelf myself and thought "this is the end of running" when all of the sudden my body's ability to heal itself was totally re-affirmed and life was good again. I'm totally looking forward to this happening with you cuz I'll feel better when YOU feel better! Hugs!
lol thanks Brian! I am such a dork! Thank you so much for the kind words! I am actually a little scared to go to the doctor but I am putting on my big girl pants and going this week! 🙂 I hope you are doing well!
Well, as for me, I'm just sitting here with my Injinjis on contemplating going out for a run (sorry!) and at the same time nursing a very stiff back I'm sure I acquired from carrying a 50 lb. box of kitty litter across a parking lot and up 2 flights of stairs this past Friday. Trying to figure out if a run would make it better or worse…..
Good luck at the doctor's, I'm sure lots of us are hoping you receive an uncomplicated and treatable diagnosis! Cheers!
Ha ha go run for those who can't! 🙂 that's a lot of kitty litter!
Have you had a massage? 😛 I am excited to go get one today. From a practicum student…so lets hope Helga is his teacher and he makes it hurt. What are you watching on netflicks? Anything good? And yes…get to see someone rather than wondering what the something is!! And yeh…Brian that IS a lotta kitty litter.