So, I’m a little concerned. Not all out scared, just timidly freaking out is all. My left ankle has been giving me grief on and off for months now, ever since before the marathon, and I kept putting off treatment, hoping it would go away, until last month when I came to the realization that the bruised feeling was not in fact going away. So I went to my physio (you can read about the visit here) and he assured me it would be fine in no time. (Side note: when I watched Natalie Portman getting her ankle reefed out in Black Swan, I felt her pain. Ouch!) Well, a month has passed and it is not fine. I am still having pains, like a deep bruised feeling just above the inner ankle. It’s not there all the time, just sometimes. Like on New Years Day when I had that near perfect run, I didn’t feel it at all, not even after booting my ankle while warming up. But then last night, on a seemingly easy (but oh-so boring) treadmill run, not even 2 km in and it was majorly acting up. I ice it, I do ankle circle exercises and ankle flexing every night, and 90 per cent of my pilates is focused on strengthening the ankle. So what the hell? Why is it not getting better?
It’s crossed my mind that maybe it’s just in my head, I mean, I have had phantom pains before (something I like to call runner’s hypochondria) and it usually happens right after signing up for a big race, like say the marathon I officially registered for last week. Yes, my head does like to play games with me. So is this all in my head? Is some god out there playing a really nasty joke on me while getting his or her kicks? Or is it real? I don’t know, but I do know it’s really starting to bug the bejesus out of me.
So dear ankle, hear me now. You better start shaping up, because I got some news for you, we will be running that 42.2 km whether you like it or not. And an ankle that’s not causing incessant pains will more likely fare better than one that is. Don’t you forget, dear ankle, that an ankle replacement is just a call away. You could soon see yourself in a formaldehyde-filled test tube one of these days. Just saying …
- 5:15 p.m. BG before: 7.4 (babybel cheese)
- Temp basal: -50 per cent
- One hour: reformer, mat work, arms, and oh man my abs were feeling it
- 6:30 p.m. BG after: 8.8
On a funnier note, I saw this animated clip today that had me laughing so hard people around me were turning their heads. The clip pits a marathoner up against a non-marathoner (otherwise known as the crazy vs. the sane) and if you haven’t seen it yet, I’m betting you’ll get a pretty good chuckle out of it 😀