Oh, I’ve wanted to run. I’d drive to work and see people prancing along the side of the road like little booty short clad antelopes and I would secretly despise them. I’d want to yell: “YOU DON’T KNOW HOW GOOD YOU HAVE IT!!!” out the window while throwing a packet of GU as hard as I could. (Read: into the next lane - if I had the wind at my back)
The issue is pretty simple: My calf hurts. A lot. So, like I think I mentioned before, I went to the doctor. After an MRI scan, a body cavity search
Of course, I like to think of myself as a pretty above average individual. I do tell 3x more innuendo jokes as the average person. I’m 31 years old and people tell me that I have the mind of a 12 year old ALL the time which has to mean that my brain is young and fresh. So, not to be outdone not only do I have one stress fracture, I have TWO!!! What now legs?!?! Who is your daddy!?!?
So yes, two stress fractures, both midway up my calf. One of them is on my tibia and one of them is on my fibula.
Well, and I guess that is all I have to say about that
Prior to going to the doctor, I was biking like Lance Armstrong
My son's toys and my toys!
I had taken hold of biking with the same intensity that I do running. Logging 5 or so rides a week with a long 37 miler on Sunday. In Phoenix, it is the perfect time of year to ride, so I headed out at noon and was able to
I think that I have since started to sprout lobster claws
No, this is not photoshopped (wait, yes it is - I made my arms smaller)
Unfortunately, on Tuesday, the doctor told me that biking was a no no for the first month or so. In fact, we even discussed the possibility of a boot for a while. No bueno. He said that I could swim and that I could aqua jog. Lovely. So, since each time I tip my head while swimming my ear canals seem to operate like toilets to my brain, I’m going to try the aqua jogging.
Sooooo, that is what caused my absence from the blog for the last few days. I have to admit that I wasn’t super excited about sharing the news so I sort of moped around for a while. As a coach, part of me wants to think that this was preventable as part of a training plan. I suppose that it probably was – if my training plan involves lots of beer curls and couch-to-ass contact. But, I know that this is probably just “one of those things”. I had a blood test done and my vit-D levels were off the charts low so that has to be a part of it.
As for Boston? I’m doing it – even if I have to strap on a floating diaper and aqua jog all the way to the Citgo Sign.