After first picking up a niggle 11 weeks ago, which then developed into something a lot more which stopped me running entirely for 6 weeks, I finally made my return to running in the last week of March!
Back to the beginning of the month.
March carried on in the same foot steps as February, no running what so ever. I told myself this month that I wasn’t going to rush back this time and try and run until I’m totally pain free, as trying to run through the pain is what kept setting me back through the end of January and February.
The first step was to defer my place in the London Marathon. I knew in February that it was very unlikely I was going to be able to take part in London but kept holding off making any decisions on it just in case things picked up with the injury, but this was always on my mind and putting pressure on myself to get fit and train again. The moment I deferred my place I felt a massive weight off of my shoulders, and didn’t feel as disappointed about missing out on one of the biggest marathons as I thought I would. I also had a half marathon booked for the beginning of March which I also cancelled, just to relieve myself of any commitments that might make me rush back into running. There was a Fell race at Hope towards the end of the month that I had my eye, but I said to myself that I wouldn’t do that if I didn’t feel right.
Now with no commitments I could just put my feet up and relax, recover properly and give my foot the rest it needs. I was planning on doing exercises, stretches, and static bike routines, but after just a few days I gave up on that as I’m not cut out for that unfortunately.
Even though I had every intention of trying to stay fit through my recovery period, I just don’t have the mind frame and commitment for it. I knew that staying fit would be half of the battle done when I came back to running, but Iv always said that I don’t particularly enjoy going out for training runs and only do it so I’m on my game for races, so the thought of just staying indoors and stretching etc was too tough for me.
You know what? I actually really enjoyed the time off of running and doing everything else. It gave me chance to spend some quality time with my partner and daughter, something that is hard to do when you’re out training 4+ times a week. The only downside to this was that I started wondering if I’d ever want to run again, which I know sounds a bit extreme but its how I felt. I was enjoying family time, chilling in front of the telly, and all the other perks of having time on my hands too much, and was getting use to it.
Along with this frame of mind I was in, the actual injury didn’t seem to be easing at all. I had another physio appointment which again left me coming away unsure what the problem was and how long I’d be sidelined for, which didn’t help my cause for wanting to return to running.
As days went on, and the pain still lingering everyday, I decided to go straight to a&e and get an x-ray, as I was starting to feel that this maybe a slight stress fracture. The x-ray at the time came back clear, and the consultant said it was plantar fascities, the same thing the physio said it was. A week later I received a phone call for the nurse saying that after further inspection the x-ray wasn’t as clear as they thought and would like me to return for another. Due to work and family commitments it was going to be at least a week until I could make it for another x-ray, which in that time I was starting to feel some improvements.
Back in the game
As the month was drawing to a close, my fell race calendar was starting to pick up. Hope fell race was on the agenda but when the time came I still wasn’t quite right, and there was no way I was risking it now. On the last Monday of the month though it was the start of the Trunce series, one of my favourite races. Like every other race this month I was committing fully to it as I didn’t want to rush back, but I was feeling so much better and felt I could run, so I decided to go. I gave myself an hour to warm up before hand, as I hadn’t run for 6 weeks so if I didn’t feel right I could of backed out and spectated. After just a few minutes I knew…..I was back!! It was the first time in 11 weeks that I’d ran without any pain what so ever, and what a feeling that was.
I went into the race knowing I wasn’t match fir though, so I started in the middle of the field and took it steady…ish. Its amazing how much fitness you lose in 6 weeks, it was a real struggle……..I knew I should of done some training while I was off!
I got through the race without any dramas, and although I was 5 minutes slower than my normal pace here, I loved every second of it, and I was just so happy to be back.
With that successful run done on the Monday night, I decided to have a couple of recovery days before going back to the Peak District on the Thursday for another run out. I took my camera equipment as photography is a hobby of mine, and fell running is perfect for photography as you can get to the trig points in no time and get some great shots. This also means I’m not running for the whole trip, so I’m not knackering myself up, ideal for just my second run back in 6 weeks.
I ended up doing 5 miles around Hope Valley, stopping regularly to take photos. This climbs really did take it out of me, legs and lungs. It made me realise I’v got a lot of work to do before I’m going to be back where I was, but its work I’m willing to do.
On this little run I did start to feel a pain in my plantar facia again though, which wasn’t enough to stop me running but was uncomfortable at times. I’m not worried about this, its just making me aware that I do have to take it steady for awhile and not come straight back into doing 40 miles a week. I’m not out of the woods yet.
I know its going to take time before I’m back chasing pb’s, but just been back fell running, and running in general is a great feeling so there no rush for results. There’s plenty of races in April to ease m back into things and hopefully this time next month I’ll be that little bit closer to my best.
As for London, I made the right decision and I’ll be ready to give it my best next year. I wish everyone else running all the best and I hope they have the most amazing day, but I wont be watching as Iv got a fell race that day now…….keep my mind off of what of could have been.