I’m in a pretty bad mood today.
Last week, I had to run all three weekday runs in screw shoes, due to the neverending snow and ice that will not f***ing go away. Friday night, my right knee was feeling tight, but I decided to ignore it.
Saturday, I got up bright and early. I was really excited about running 19 miles, even though it would have to be, once again, in screw shoes. Not only was I tired of basically running in cleats on paved roads, but the shoes themselves were almost 100 miles past “dead” and I had a brand new pair that had been sitting in my closet for four days, since I couldn’t wear them because of the STUPID SNOW.
The first three miles went OK. Then, for the next two miles, I ran through ankle-deep, slushy crap. My right leg was starting to smart. At about the 5.5-mile mark, I turned onto a road that, thrill of thrills, had not been plowed AT ALL and had no less than three fallen trees laying across it.
At this point, my leg was really starting to kill me. I wanted to run 19 miles, but I knew that was a very bad idea. I needed to stop running. I needed to just go home. But, the shortest route home at that point was down this road, covered in knee-deep drifts and trees.
So I trudged all the way down that road. By the time I got to the end and back on relatively clear pavement, I knew what I had to do.
I swallowed my pride, took out my cell phone and called Clark to pick me up. I had only covered 6.5 of the scheduled 19 miles. Fail.
The rest of Saturday was spent sulking and trying to rehabilitate whatever the hell was wrong with my leg. I iced, heated and stretched various things.
I guess running about 17 miles over three days in screw shoes, through slush and uneven, hard-packed snow and ice, threw off my normal stride and put a weird strain on things. I have never had any pain in my joints before.
Sunday, I felt OK when I woke up, well enough to go to Walmart and get stuff to make chili (and buy two boxes of Girl Scout cookies because I felt bad for the little girls standing in the freezing wind just outside the door.) By Sunday night, I felt back to normal.
So this morning, when they said they’re expecting a little more snow/rain overnight tonight, I decided to do tomorrow’s run today, so I could avoid the potential crappy roads tomorrow. The rest of the week’s forecast is blessedly snow-free, and high temperatures should get up near 40 a couple of days (melt, fiend!)
I put on my new shoes (finally!) and hit the road. Again, the first few miles were fine. I decided I liked the new shoes thus far.
Then, around the 4-mile mark, bam. My right knee started protesting.
Today, I had no choice but to keep going. For one, I had accidentally left my cell phone home, and, for two, Clark was at work anyway. I walked/jogged/limped the last 2.5 miles or so. It was weird; the pain would actually move around on that leg. So I really don’t know what is wrong.
And now I’m at work, and totally pissed.
I’m not sure how the rest of the week will go. Since I’d missed the 19-miler Saturday, I was planning to do a 12-miler Wednesday and 19 miles this coming Saturday. That way, I would still be on track to do the 20-mile run, the longest one before the marathon, next Saturday. I wasn’t planning on running tomorrow anyway, but I don’t know that it will be a good idea to try for 12 in two days.
Guess I’ll have to rework the training schedule, again, and just play it by ear.
Stupid, idiotic snow, and stupid, idiotic freezing weather that won’t let it melt and clear the roads. I hate winter.
EDIT: After scouring several reputable Web sites (did you think I’d actually use the Internet for work at a time like this?), I have determined I probably gave myself a case of iliotibial band (ITB) syndrome last week. The IT band runs from your hip to your knee, on the outside of the leg. Excessive rubbing of the band can occur, where it meets your knee, if your legs turn inward for an extended period of time, and causes inflammation and swelling — you know, pain.
Last week, I was running on worn-the-hell-out shoes with screws only on one side of the forefoot (I didn’t put them on the inside of the forefoot because the last time I did that, the screws wore through on the ball of both feet) so of course my legs were rolling slightly inward every time I took a step. Add to that the uneven, crappy surface and there you go — excessive rubbing, for hours on end.
ITB syndrome is very common among distance runners and affects veteran and beginner runners at nearly the same rate.
The best part? The No. 1 cure is just stretching! And rest, of course.
So I printed out a ton of IT band stretch ideas, and will be stretching it copiously from now on.