How was your weekend? I spent most of mine in bed or on my couch. I had to, because I woke up on Friday with unbearable pain in my foot.
My left foot looks completely normal, right? There’s no swelling, redness, or bruising. And yet as soon as I put any pressure on it, it screamed with pain. Terrible pain. What triggered it is a mystery. I didn’t trip or fall, nor did a piano of something collapse on it. I had a good workout the night before that left me sore, but nothing out of the ordinary. I went to bed with no pain, and woke up with tons of it.
Just what I needed, nine days out from the Willis Tower race.
I had a foot flare-up two summers ago, which sidelined me for a week or two, and it was very similar. In both cases, there were no exterior signs of trouble, but walking was a bitch. I have doctors in my family, and both suggested the same thing: ice it, elevate it, take Aleve, and wait a couple days. If there was no improvement, or it got worse, then seek medical attention. But most likely it was an internal sprain or twist, which may not even show up on an x-ray, so medical treatment would be very limited anyway.
So I confined myself to my bed and my couch, with occasional agonizing trips to the bathroom or the kitchen which involved lots of hopping or gentle walking on the ball of my left heel. Icing felt really good. I didn’t use an ice pack, I submerged my entire foot in a bucket of ice water.
It totally reminded me of when I did the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge. Luckily, there was vast improvement in the days that followed. Friday was by far the worst. On Saturday there was less pain, and walking was easier, and on Sunday, it was easier still. I even managed an outing on Sunday with my friend Jen, where we went to the movies (and saw “Gone Girl,” which I highly recommend), and then to dinner. The only walking was to and from the car, and it went well. I hustled to the restroom after the movie ended, because I really had to go, and that hustle ended up being painful, but it subsided by the time we finished dinner. And getting out of the car was also tough, because it required heavy use of my left foot, so I made sure I did that slowly.
Every few hours I think about my upcoming races (three in the next three weeks), and at this point, I don’t know what’s gonna happen. I obviously want to take care of myself, and not risk further injury, but the thought of bailing of them hurts my heart.
The plan is this: Continue the ice/elevate/Aleve regimen. Tomorrow, after work, I might (depending on how I feel) do a light upper body weights workout (that would be entirely seated, with no impact on my legs or foot). Eventually, I might try something no-impact, like a recumbent bike, to see how that feels. I’m going to go to Chicago at the end of the week, as planned, but I’m holding off any race-related decisions until much later in the week.
And I gotta eat healthy. I can’t let an extended stay on my couch lead to piss-poor eating, which is so tempting. On Sunday, I managed, over the course of an afternoon, to eat an entire box of cereal, straight out of the box, while I caught up on my TiVo, and I can’t let that behavior continue.
I’m optimistic about the improvement I’ve seen so far (which is happening much faster than it did last time), and hopeful that I’ll continue to feel good. Stay tuned. I really want to do these races, and I’ll be sure to share whatever I decide.
OK. Time to prep the bucket – it’s icing time!
Keep it up, David!