Running has become a part of me. It's where I can let off steam from a bad day, I can talk to my running buddy about random things I need to get off my chest and it's my half an hour of the day where I can just have time for me. I have been running for over two years now and since the start of the year I have been going out on an average of 4 times a week, so it is part of my routine.
That was until last Sunday when I got injured. I don't think it happened on Sunday, I think it's an injury that has been coming on for a while but I was just hoping that it would go away. It didn't and come Monday morning I was struggling to walk without limping. I knew there was something wrong and I knew I needed to get it checked.
I took myself off to A&E where I was told that my Achilles tendon was inflamed and that I was going to have to rest it for a while. I was gutted and made my way back to the car in tears knowing that I would have to cancel my half marathon, that should have been today, and as I knew I wouldn't be running for a while. This may sound really silly to some but running has become, as I said, a part of me and I just didn't know what to do with myself.
Then on Wednesday I took myself off to the doctors as my heal was also hurting. This was where I was told my Plantar Fasciitis was also inflamed and I would be out of action for a good few weeks. I think I went as I just needed a second opinion, a little part of me was hoping I would be given a few tablets to help with the pain and told I could run, no such luck. I was given anti inflammatory tablets to help with the swelling and told to rest. On asking if I could swim I was told this was a good idea which made me feel a little happier.
But swimming isn't as easy as going out for a run. You need the pool to be open and with lane swimming on. And if I am honest it is pretty boring. But saying this I have been a couple of times and it has made me feel a little bit better.
I have been in a bit of a grump since Monday and I know it's because I can't run and I know how silly it sounds as there is nothing I can do about it. I know if I had carried on I would have caused more damage but it is oh so frustrating and gutting that I can't run. I feel that a part of me has been taken away temporarily and I don't know what to do with myself. I have missed the running group for one week and that was horrible. For me it is also about the social aspect of running and the feel good factor running brings.
I will be back, and I know I will be strong but right now I don't feel strong, I feel pretty down.