I started a blog post last week entitled: Baby Steps.
I use DailyMile. I still use it mainly because I’m too lazy to put it somewhere else. I get those weekly emails of your Activity Report. I hate those emails more than anything when I’m not running and minimally running. I feel like I’m being taunted by the internet. Finally this week I received one that didn’t make me cringe for the first time in months. It wasn’t high mileage, but it wasn’t 0 or 3 either. And it was more than the week before.
I got lazy/bored with myself so never finished the post.
Skip ahead to Thursday and I finally admitted to myself that the pain in my left foot was more than my PF and more than normal pain. I hopped on MyChart and requested an appointment with my ortho. Turns out he was out of town for two weeks, but there were able to get me in to see someone else. I took the 8:00AM appointment on Friday. I went in, explained my pain and my belief that I had a stress fracture in my left metatarsal. She did a bunch of tests: had me hop, poked my foot, and had x-rays taken. Nothing showed up on the x-ray, but that doesn’t mean anything. She gave me a boot and asked if I wanted an MRI. I discussed my options with her and decided to schedule an MRI.
This is what my foot looks like (don’t even act surprised that I put a Bucky Badger sticker on my boot), and I had my MRI this morning. Now I have to wait. I’m not good at this. It is a probably stress fracture and there is a chance it is in more than one metatarsal. As of right now I have to wear the boot for a minimum of three weeks, but I will find out more.
In what is not normal fashion for me, I have not cried. I almost did when I left the doctor’s office, but didn’t. I don’t know what it is. I can swim and bike so I did both this weekend. I quit one gym and joined one with a pool. I’m a happy fish back in the pool so I think that part of this will be fun.
I’ve been thinking a lot about all of this and how frustrated and burned out I’ve been about running. As I started biking and swimming again I thought back to my triathlon years. I never got injured. Triathlons are forced cross training. I may need to go back to something like that. I’m sick and tired of spending so much time at the ortho’s office. I don’t know what I’m going to do and I’m not giving up running. I’m just frustrated.