It's been several weeks since I last posted, and a lot has gone on. I guess it's hard for me to know who is "in the loop" because of I don't know who only follows me on here, or also on Facebook. I don't know of either gives a complete picture.
The week after the marathon I felt great. A Wed. or Thursday 5 miler felt ok and I decided to make that weekend run 15 miles. I intentionally did not follow a specific route, and ended up doing around 18 miles. Well, I hadn't carried any fluid, so it was a little grueling, but it was cold so there wasn't terrible fluid loss. I had a bit of an ache in my right calf, which dissipated later in the day.
It went down hill the following week. Each successive run, my right knee started hurting. At first not until about 7 miles in, but eventually within the first 2 or 3 miles. I did a 15 miler on Friday (since I was traveling that weekend) and it was hurting within a mile. Me being me, I did the rest of the 15 miles.
Now I've been on a hiatus for nearly three weeks. For someone who loved and thrived off of 45-50 mile weeks, this was torture. The first week I supplemented with cycling and swimming. Both also cause my knee to ache, and I've stopped cycling now too (also because of the cold.).
I've been extremely fortunate though. I was a rower in college, and used to be quite familiar with the erg (the indoor rowing machines NO ONE ever uses, at least not correctly). For the past year, I've never done more than 250 meters; even for rowers an erg is the most boring exercise, and when I had no rowing oriented fitness goal, it seemed so pointless. However, erging has the upside of giving me no knee pain. So now I've been rowing several days a week to replace my running. I think I may actually being rowing more meters now than I did while at State. On the other days I've been swimming, where my yardage has also skyrocketed to support my exercise addiction. I've gone from doing a max of about 4000 yards in a session to a minimum of 5300 (to cover 3 miles).
I know at some point I'll need to go see a doctor. My biggest fear isn't having to take time off, but if whatever is wrong will require surgery.
It's tough to be away from something I love so much (running). I just try and comfort myself with the stories of people who may not even start running until in their 50s, or people who were 100 lbs overweight, or chronic chain smokers, who have been able to turn their lives around. I try to tell myself that if people can turn their lives around, I should be ok with a couple of weeks.
The best thing about going back to erging is that I'm able to do all kinds of mini-goals without the presumption of having my previous fitness. Such as that for that first hour piece, I had no goal 500 m split and just went with it. Obviously, as I've progressed, I have been lazy, but my tolerance for the boredom has increased as well.
More than meeting an ultimate time/distance goal, I love being consistent. This morning was a high point on that scale. For my hour piece, it was set to log 10 minute splits. For 50-40 min, 40-30, 30-20, 20-10, my meters were 2342, 2343, 2343, 2342. Meaning for I maintained the same pace for 40 minutes. For those unfamiliar with the sport, that's not half bad.
