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Good News and Bad News

The good news is that I ran again this morning without any major pain in my foot. I went to the podiatrist after that and I am good at diagnosing myself - I definitely have posterior tibial tendinitis, but he doesn't think there are any tears in the tendon or anything to really be worried about. I have a 6 day steroid dose pack and will be high as a kite for the next few days, but hopefully my foot is on its way back to ok.

The bad news is I ran a whopping 3 miles this morning at 11:00 min/mile pace with Augie and had to stop and walk twice because my heart rate was over 190. I also thought at first we were running ~9 something pace, so it was even more disturbing 1.5 miles in when I had to stop and walk and then looked down to not only see 190+ on my garmin, but I also saw 15:50 for the 1.52 miles we had run. Now I am afraid that is just the way I am and that no cardiologist is going to give me any meaningful insight into all of this - basically I'm just stuck. We will see, but I doubt anything great is going to come out of a cardio appt. I will do VO2 max and lactate threshold testing after seeing the cardio just to gather some information for myself, but I'm not sure what it will actually do for me.

I do know I can't keep running like I did this morning. It was even a cool morning - first we have had in forever. I felt like I was going to explode and my throat was tightening and then my head hurt and I was lightheaded. All for a 33 minute lap around the park.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I'm mainly one of your silent blog followers, but I read this today and thought it might be helpful for you. An off season while miserable, is sometimes restorative, especially when your body begins to clearly rebel against you. I'll be trying to take time off in a week or so after IMFL, but I know it's hard. This was helpful for me to read and maybe try to incorporate. Good luck!

http://coachgordo.com/gtips/training_philosophy/offseason_gtips.html
Jill (& Bob) said…
I'm glad your foot is okay! I'd just chalk that run up to an off day or allergies (ragweed is still out of control)...when are you going to the cardiologist?
greyhound said…
Not to be all freaky and worrisome, but I wonder if you've got something like chronic fatigue or something viral going on with your heart like Iron Jenny has.

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