This is the year that I was taking it easy. To me that means I will not be doing an Ironman. Instead, I have found myself registered for two half marathons within a week of each other, a sprint and an olympic triathlon, a half iron distance triathlon and a marathon.
Taking it easy indeed. There are several other off-road/Xterra-type races I'd like to tri and I was hoping this was the year that I would break out into Ultra running and significantly more trail running.
It is nearly the end of March, there is still snow and ice on the ground. It is still too cold to not run without gloves. And to add insult to injury, I'm still futzing around with Plantar Faciitis, although I've read the condition might actually be called Faciotis. This is interesting in that I have a cousin Faciotis. The difference from what I can understand is that one is inflammation, and the other is more permanent buildup.
My Greek ancestry aside, I've now committed to seeing professionals. Plenty of appointments to RMTs and a crackerjack podiatrist and, soon, a top rung sports physio for a gait analysis and all the other poking and prodding that will be necessary. Prior to my first appointment with the foot guy, I was resigned to the fact that I would have to stop running...again. But as I did that previously and it had no effect, he agreed that a different course might be appropriate and to be selective with the quantity and quality of running I do.
I have just returned from St. George, Utah, where I biked more than 600 km and ran no more that 17k. My foot felt great while I ran and while I cycled and while I rested. It felt like I was walking on sharp rocks after the 23hr journey back into this wintry abyss.
I'm at a crossroads here about what I will do next. Much depends on the what the top rung sports physio will say. Will I run more? I can't run any less.
One thing is for certain. My trip down to Utah nourished me both spiritually (yes, I'm aware of the irony) and physically. I feel stronger and more confident than I have felt for a long time, especially on the bike.
The trip organizers put together the right mix of work, challenge and fun. I think I'm ready for anything during this "easy" year.
I just have to remind myself that my training transcends the race course and will help me walk past the sharp little rocks that are now underfoot.
Sorry to hear about your foot problems. I've never found a podiatrist I liked (I mean they were fine people, just never did me any good -- one even took a nerve out of my foot). I can imagine how wonderful Utah could have been.
ReplyDeleteYour "taking it easy" is pretty funny.
Interesting piece, Terry . . . if this is a so-called "easier" year, I'm curious to see how your plate(s) stack up for a more busy period!
ReplyDeleteI try to avoid plates George...you know what Greeks invariably do with them.
ReplyDeleteTaking it easy is a relative term, I suppose.