Therefore, since it's 4:00 and there is nothing else interesting on, I thought I would update my blog. I'm boycotting Oprah because of a show she had on several weeks ago. Don't ask me what it was about, because it's not a topic I will discuss over bloggerism. I'd give you the link to her website about the story, but then it would be endorsing her website, so I'll just turn the tv off and update my blog.
I'm kindof in a funk today. And I was yesterday. I feel like it's cold and rainy outside, but it's not. It's really really sunny and warm. So, what gives? Could have something to do with my 21st day friend that will be here on Monday. Maybe? I'm not usually one of those girls that gets all emotional and crabby around said time. But I guess there's a first time for everything.
Or it could be that my ankle hurts. And has been hurting since Monday. And it's in the same place as previous injury. Just on the other ankle. Which makes me nervous. And possibly a little sad. I've run/walked. Iced. Even wore cute new walking shoes to work to ease any stress on said ankle. I finally broke down today and took some Advil. And that makes me even more sad. What if it gets worse? Right now, it's manageable. I don't want to go to the doctor. It's too close to the marathon and I'm scared of what he's going to say. I don't know what to do. And I think that's why I'm in a funk. I hit 11 miles on Sunday. An alltime high for me. And about the same amount of mileage that I ran when I injured my other ankle.
I am starting to wonder if I am trying to run too far too fast? I started running Oct 19 and had never run before in my life. I've ran about 250 miles so far since then. I had to take 5 weeks off in Feb/Mar due to ankle injury. That's about 19 weeks of running. I just don't know why this is happening. I want to lay on the couch in a little ball and cry that it's just not fair...but, that won't happen. 1. cause i'm not a big big cryer. 2. because if i lay on the couch i will fall asleep long before i can muster up any crocodile tears. 3. i don't use the term "it's not fair"...ever. And I'm not gonna start now.
If anyone out there has any advice, other than "keep my chin up" I will gladly take it. I just don't know what to do about it anymore.
And lastly, what is really really bothering me is that if I go to the doctor and he tells me to stay off of it and let it heal and then I can't run in San Diego I'll feel like I'll look like a failure. How vain is that?