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A big, fat 0.
That’s the number of miles I have run in the last 7 days.
I’m definitely starting to get a little grumpy.
But now I am battling myself on two fronts. The fire, that internal engine is still stuck in neutral; motivation to train is at a low; but even if the desire were back, I am now facing an issue of pain in my right heel, my right knee and right hip. The latter two, I am convinced, are offshoots of the first.
Not to get too graphic, but a callused part of my heel decided couple of weeks ago to crack. That has led to a sharp pain in my heel, which has led me to alter my gait, which I am convinced has thrown off the fine-tuning on my right leg. It doesn’t help that my right leg has always been noticeably smaller than my left, that I am weaker on the right side. My symmetry has always been a little off, but this cracked heel has thrown everything way off balance.
Those aches and pains that have kept my motivation down these past several weeks are waxing, not waning.
It is not the expected result of rest.
I’m going to have a serious problem if things don’t turn around in the next week or two. I still believe I can be ready for my next marathon on 5 weeks training, maybe even 4, but the last time I tried to fake my way through on anything shorter (my first marathon), the result was frozen quads at mile 20. At least if it happens at Around the Lake, I’ll be no more than a mile and a half from the finish.
I hate this feeling.
My motivation may be in the crapper right now, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to run.
I want to sweat, I want to breathe hard, I want to feel spent.
It is my therapy.
Hopefully the heel heals soon and a modicum of symmetry is returned to my body. I really think that once I stop limping, the knee and hip will right itself.
At least that’s my hope.
I hope I’m right.