The past three weeks have been a bit of a struggle. My hip/groin have been sore and tight courtesy of Lapham Peak, causing me to run only off and on along with alternating bike workouts and days off. The soreness is fading away veeeeery sloooooooowly but it seems to be making progress as long as I don't overtrain. I'm trying not to worry about it. Simply being able to run this summer is a pretty good reason to be happy.
Despite the progress I've made, however, my body continues to rebel in the strangest of ways. Last night I decided to go out for a walk after a cold front passed through and the air temp had dropped to levels more comfortable than those in the apartment. Everything felt fine until I was about a mile away, when suddenly my entire right thigh began to ache. The pain covered my leg from the knee to the hip and was deep, like my quads, hamstring, knee, and groin were just tearing apart. I tried stretching and then just ignoring the sensation in the hopes that it would go away, but instead it only got worse. I ended up hobbling up Falls Road to 17th Avenue, where I caught Ash out walking the dog. We went over to his house to discuss our elaborate plans for halloween costumes (which are going to be amazing by the way) and my throbbing leg gradually settled down throughout the night. The entire episode was somewhat disturbing, but I really don't know why I should bother getting it checked out. I already know what the experts are going to say...that they don't know anything. I'm getting my sports physical in a couple of days though, so I'll probably bring it up anyway. Ranting about my body's issues makes the frustration more bearable even if it doesn't soothe the pain.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Heat Wave
Yesterday was brutal. I stepped out into the 97 degree weather thinking I could run 10 miles no problem. I knew I was very well hydrated and well rested. I laced up the shoes and hit the road.
Not 3 miles into the run and I knew I was in for a tough one. I had accounted for the fact that the pavement I was running on brought the surface temp. up another 5-10 degrees. My sweat was evaporating as soon as it was on my skin. It didn't even have time to do its job to cool me off. I kept going, thinking I would be fine. I finally came to the 8 mile mark and I had to stop. I collapsed into the grass in some shade and just laid there while I waited for my body to cool. After about 5 minutes I got back up. It wasn't the last time I would have to stop. Five more times I had to go stand, sit, or lay in the shade to get my resolve up to finish out my run. When I finally reached the air conditioning of my home my sweat began to flow like a river. It was amazing that being out in the dry heat like that had made it seem as though I wasn't even sweating. I took down a few glasses of water and chocolate milk and jumped into the pool.
Not 3 miles into the run and I knew I was in for a tough one. I had accounted for the fact that the pavement I was running on brought the surface temp. up another 5-10 degrees. My sweat was evaporating as soon as it was on my skin. It didn't even have time to do its job to cool me off. I kept going, thinking I would be fine. I finally came to the 8 mile mark and I had to stop. I collapsed into the grass in some shade and just laid there while I waited for my body to cool. After about 5 minutes I got back up. It wasn't the last time I would have to stop. Five more times I had to go stand, sit, or lay in the shade to get my resolve up to finish out my run. When I finally reached the air conditioning of my home my sweat began to flow like a river. It was amazing that being out in the dry heat like that had made it seem as though I wasn't even sweating. I took down a few glasses of water and chocolate milk and jumped into the pool.
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