Just as this past week was the end of summer for most, it was also the last week and big finale for our Couch to 5K group. The last week we do a taper down, which means we back off on our running so we can run with fresh legs for our 5K. The 5K our group was to run was the Bill James 5K/10K Classic on September 9. This is the same run our group finished with last year.
Monday’s run was a little odd because we met two hours earlier than usual due to it being a holiday. Tuesday night, we met at our regular time. To show the newbies how far we’ve come, our coach had us do the running schedule from day one which was run for one minute and walk for 90 seconds. We did this several times, and our mileage ended up being right around a mile.
I went home that evening and looked at my Fitbit to realize that I had 9,000 steps in. I told my family that I was going to go walk around the block in an effort to break the 10,000 step barrier. It was starting to get dark. My daughter was concerned about my walking in the dark.
I went around the block at a quick pace. It was getting late, and I wanted to finish and get to bed. I was about 3/4 of the way around the block and was walking on the street on a stretch where there is no sidewalk. I looked to my right to a group of people talking, and at that time my foot went half off the pavement and half on the curb. I completely rolled my ankle and felt it pop. I almost fell, but managed to recover.
My first thought was, “Oh, no. This is really bad.” However, I continued to walk and amazingly enough didn’t have a lot of pain. I immediately went home and put some ice on it.
The next morning, walking around the house wasn’t too bad. I decided to put my shoes on and try to do some walking around my neighborhood. That was a completely different story. It was very painful.
I decided to pay a visit to my sports injury doctor. X-rays revealed that the tendon on my fibula has pulled some of the bone away. The official diagnosis is that I “sprang the heck out of it.”
This, of course, was a huge disappointment. Not only did I have a race coming up in three days, it was the big finale for our Couch to 5K group! This was an event that I wasn’t going to miss, so I decided to focus on what I could do instead of what I couldn’t do.
I went ahead and went to the race with electrodes attached to my ankle and compression socks to help not only keep the swelling down but to also help wrangle the cords. When I arrived, I went to the registration table and asked them to change my registration to the one mile walk. I knew there was no way I could even walk three miles, but I was convinced I could walk one.
The race started, and everyone quickly left me in the dust. I hobbled along the best I could. This race was an out and back. By the time I got to the turn around point, I was meeting 5K runners.
I did the best I could for that day. I walked the one mile and had plenty of 5K runners pass me along the way. I borrowed my daughter’s pompoms and spent the rest of my time cheering my fellow team members across the finish line. For some this was their first race ever.
For now, running and anything else that requires being on my feet is on hold. I’m finished.
Therefore I am well content with weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, with difficulties, for Christ’s sake; for when I am weak, then I am strong.
II Corinthians 12:10