I’ve pretty much gone AWOL from the blog world the last few weeks. I’ve been lurking and stalking most of you, but I have refrained from commenting. Why? Because every time I log onto my blog I see that little countdown widget for the Chicago marathon and it makes me sad. Currently, the widget says that it is two days until the Chicago Marathon on 10/10/10. I’m sad because I won’t be there; I’m injured.
What? I'm on a break.....
I think a couple of posts ago I mentioned about some piriformis and hip pain on my 20 miler. Well, I ran through the pain and developed ITB issues and I know better to screw around with ITB issues. I rested, I stretched, I foam rolled, and I walked around with bags of frozen peas duct taped all up and down my leg. Oh, whatever, you would do it too if you had to….don’t give me that snicker.
When I couldn’t make it through my last 12 miler before the marathon, I finally broke down and made an appointment to a see Sports Medicine doctor. He was great, he gave me a cortisone injection for the ole ITB and wrote me a prescription for physical therapy, and said “Have fun and call to let me know how you did on your marathon!” Don’t you love the sports medicine doctor? They never try and talk you OUT of running, but encourage you and tell you all sorts of good things about the Chicago marathon because they have ran it themselves at some point in time. They will give you cortisone injections and help you duct tape frozen bags of peas all over your body if it would just help you get to that marathon.
Anyway, when I went to my first PT appointment, I mentioned the piriformis and hip pain to the therapist and he found out the root cause of all my problems. My SI joint, which is the joint that holds the pelvis and the tailbone together, had come out of its socket and had gone back in at a tilted angle (I’m sure that I do not have this explanation medically correct, but whatever). This caused me to have piriformis issues, which led to the ITB issues. Isn’t it funny how one thing can affect so many other things?
So basically, I am a pain in my own ass. Literally.
Apparently, SI joint issues are not an easy fix and I will be in physical therapy over the next month strengthening my hips and learning proper ways to stretch, which puts me out of the marathon this weekend. I won’t lie to you, bagging the marathon hurts way worse then my ass does. I worked damn hard this time around in order to go sub-4. I had the confidence that my training, combined with the flat sea level course, would enable me to pull it off. However, it is that is what it is and I made the decision that the smart thing to do would be to pull out of the marathon and let my body (read as butt) heal. I will be back next spring and WATCH OUT because I will want revenge.
In the meantime, if you are wondering about the lack of cookies, pies, and chips in your local grocery; it is because I am consuming mass quantities of these things and there is not enough to go around. It is all needed in Denver, Colorado right now.
I am still going to Chicago this weekend (plane tickets are bought), so if you see a blimp wearing gold running shoes, that’s me. I still need to post a picture of me wearing my Gold Brooks that I special ordered for the race, maybe I will take a picture of me having a beer drinking marathon in Chicago instead.
Good luck to everyone who is running Chicago this weekend! A special good luck to my two buddies Marcia and Keri! Go girls!
Forgive me for not visiting your blogs. I will come back to you soon. I promise