My Insanely Elaborate Blister Prevention System

I have something to celebrate: I came out of the TCS NYC Marathon with all of my toenails! Not only that, but NOT ONE BLISTER!

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After last year’s Philly Marathon, my tootsies looked like someone had taken a hammer to them:

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Martyr left 2nd toenail barely hanging on, 2nd right toe “drifting” toward big toe, blisters on the side of each big toe, unexpected and totally rando black toenail on 4th toe.

This year, I could be a foot model. Haha, just kidding. But I was shocked…shocked! to find zero damage after I peeled off my compression socks post-marathon this year.

To partake in my blister-free bliss, I’m going to share with you my Insanely Elaborate Blister Prevention System, because believe me, this blister-free life doesn’t come easy.

Disclaimer: Only guaranteed up to 26.2 miles. Anything over that, I cannot be held responsible. Really, I cannot be held responsible for any blisters you get, ever. Because you’re probably a runner and I’m a runner and runners do stupid things to their feet. Also, only guaranteed if you have my exact same foot shape, bunions and bunionettes, Morton’s Toe, a formerly damaged plantar plate tear, former plantar fasciitis, and callouses on the side of your big toes that never go away no matter how much the nail tech scrapes, scrubs, and grunts (true story). Basically, only if you have feet that are as anatomically messed-up as mine.

Start my making sure you have some grown-out nail polish that is halfway covering your hideous blackened toenails that you got from forgetting that when you run in the afternoons during the first week of school, your feet turn into balloons and you have to go up a 1/2 size.

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It’s not blurry. It’s soft-focus.

Next get out your arsenal.

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Not seen: Cheap nylon footies.

As a precautionary measure, I still tape down my cranky toe with waterproof tape on my right foot. I find that the generic tape doesn’t stick as well. Buy the J&J stuff.

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The taping holds my toe’s ligament in place. Also, who knew a big-toe callus could reflect so much light?

Now the blister prevention can begin.

First, I apply Body Glide stick to my usual hot spot areas – the insides of my feet.  The Body Glide “For Her” was the only thing in stock at the store at the time. It’s for when you want to feel more feminine while you lube up your bunions.

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Lube those puppies.

Then, I apply Mission 5-hour Anti-Chafe ON TOP of the Body Glide. Why? Two different viscosities = double protection. If one fails, there’s a backup. I also put some Mission on the tips of my toes and my heels out of an abundance of caution.

Next, I ready my footies. Nylon footie socks are KEY. Yes, the kind you can buy at Target, CVS, Walgreens, etc.

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The key to ending your misery.

Blisters form when 2 things (in this case your skin and your shoe) rub against each other. If you wear footies UNDER your running socks, your skin will not have direct contact with the part of your shoe that’s rubbing — it will rub against your sock instead, which is way more forgiving.

Before I put the footies on, I sprinkle in 2Tom’s Blister Prevention Powder, you know, because IT CAN’T HURT.

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I might as well throw a pinch of it over my shoulder, too.

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Once the footies are on, I put on my regular socks (for short runs) or compression socks (longer than 2 hour runs) over them. The easiest way to put on compression socks is to roll them down and out before you put them on, then, instead of having to slide them up (which is impossible), you just roll them up. Who am I kidding? They’re still a pain in the patootie to get on. But here’s my regular, mid-weight, wicking socks.

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My new favorite, from Wrightsocks.

Now you’re ready for shoes. In theory, if you have good fitting shoes, you won’t get blisters. However, if you’ve got gnarly feet like mine, you might have to make some modifications. Since my bout two years ago with plantar fasciitis, I had custom orthotics made, and they all but cured it. Since my toe injury one year ago, I added a metatarsal pad on the right side. I can’t say enough about what a godsend these things are.

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Worth it.

I have bunions on both the inside and the outside of my feet. The outside ones are more problematic for running. One day out of desperation, I grabbed a pair of scissors, took a deep breath, and poked 4 holes in my $160 Hokas; one on each side. It was the best thing I ever did. My feet were ecstatic!

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Oh yes I did poke a hole in my Hokas! This was the second pair I’ve hacked.

And there you have it. My Insanely Elaborate Blister Prevention System. Give it a try and let me know what you think.

Do you get blisters? What do you use to prevent them? Do you have gnarly feet and just need to vent? Do so in the comments below!

 

 

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The Taming Of the Shoe(s)

I have amassed quite a shoe collection. No, not Jimmy Choo’s. Those are for people who hate their feet. I luuuurve my feet, in all of their ugly splendor. They run all the miles! Not at the moment. But soon…

I have 10 pairs of running shoes. TEN! Oh snap, I’m closer to Imedla Marcos than I thought. They all sit in a corner of the guest room, under a rack holding hats, medals, headphones, and assorted running sundry.

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Just one little tremor, and it’s all going down. That’s an overflowing box of teacher books holding it up.

Here’s the kicker, none of those shoes I use for RUNNING…anymore. Oh god, it’s less Imelda and more Hoarders. Many of my early worn-out running shoes I DID giveaway to charities & what not. I think they were Asics? Maybe Brooks? Lordy, I can’t even remember. Definitely DSW clearance specials. I can explain the rest of these sins with a good annotated photo. Let’s have it:

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That’s what I have left.

Some I clearly need to part with, others I just can’t bear too. I was really digging the Brooks Launch, until they decided to discontinue it in 2011. I switched to Brooks PureFlows, and ran successfully through a couple of pairs (see purple lawn-mowing shoes above). I was doing just fine, until my toe problem (which I didn’t realize was a toe problem at the time) popped up last summer, and around the same time, the ole’ plantar fascitiis roared back. I got some orthotics to deal with the PF, but started thinking about other kinds of shoes, I don’t know why. A shoe version of wanderlust? I think maybe I was concerned about running long marathon miles in the PureFlows, I just didn’t think they were hefty enough (CUE FORESHADOWING MUSIC), but I didn’t know what I needed.

The Ons, BTW, were fine for my first marathon in 2012, and even though the marathon itself kinda sucked, it wasn’t because of the shoes. They were cushioned, but they just didn’t envelop and caress my feet like I want them to be enveloped and caressed. The second pair of Ons (the orange ones) are basically a pair of racing flats (super lightweight next-to-nothing shoes) made for track, mostly. What I was thinking, I’ll never know.

I received the pair of Sauconys as part of winning an entry in Another Mother Runner’s Ragnar Relay team, and I really liked them…for a while. By the fall, my feet were swelling from the long runs, and they were just not wide enough. But they’re pretty, so they stay. They might become ‘Round Town shoes #2.

Trying to buy ahead when things are on sale lead to the unused black PureCadances, and a Ragnar friend gave me the white and purple barely-used PureFlows because at the time I thought I would use them. Into the collection they went!

In a hail-mary purchase about a month before the Philly Marathon last November, I bought a pair of Brooks Ghosts, wanting to up the cushioning. They got me through, and now I use them for Crossfit. But they’re weren’t perfect, and now they’re too bendy for my current needs. And boy, are my feet needy right now.

Now that I understand my injury, here’s what I’m hoping to find in a shoe:

1. Squishy cushiony springy goodness, especially in the forefoot. I’m a midfoot striker, and my (mostly) healed inury is on the ball of the foot. It needs to cradled and coddled. In the words of my podiatrist, “Some people need less cushioning so they can feel the road. You don’t need that. Your feet shouldn’t feel a darn thing.” Luckily, the current trend in endurance running shoes is toward super-cushioned “maximalist” shoes. I’m so on-trend right now!

2. I need a stiff, rigid, inflexible sole. Think Dansko clogs, but for running. This will help ward off the dreaded plantar fasciitis.

3. I need a wide width, or at least a wide toe box. Often, shoes that meet requirements for (1) and (2) don’t come in wide widths. Le Sigh.

Is there such a thing as a perfect shoe? Could I fall in love with a shoe only to have it betray me later? Or will it be suitable for a long-term commitment? Thank god shoes are not people. If I had 10 old boyfriends hanging around my house, some more useful than not…now that would be something.

Still, there is risk. Running shoes are not cheap.

I think I have found a shoe that meets 2 1/2 of those requirements. Friends, meet the newest addition to my shoe pile:

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They’re like the moon boots of running shoes.

The Hoka One-One Stinson Trail.

Just look at them in all of their clown-shoe glory. It doesn’t help that I had to get a size 9.5 (!) There are people 6 inches taller than me who wear a smaller shoe size, and what’s up with that? Anyway, they are the nerds of the running shoe world. They may not be typically pretty, but they are a real possibility for a long-term commitment.  They meet almost all of my requirements: super cushiony (check!), stiff (check!), and wide enough, I think (time will tell).

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Bahahahahahahaha

They even have a “rocker bottom” like clogs do, allowing a rolling pushoff that propels you forward without putting more pressure on the ball of your foot. They accomodate my orthotics nicely. They come with a cool, no-tie shoelace system (and real laces too, if you prefer). I’ve run about 10 miles in the first week and so far the first dates have been satisfying, and no one cried at the end.

But, (and there’s always “but”), the Hokas are gold-diggers. Committing to this shoe required I cough up $170. Yep. That’s the price I pay to keep my feet comfortable and happy.

I’m such a sucka.

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Just me with happy feet, and the fragmites

How many pairs of running shoes do you own? Have you found the perfect shoe? Have your shoes lasted longer than relationships? Leave a comment while I go tame my shoe collection.

What I Learned From Not Running For 4 Months

I’m running again!

It’s not far, it’s not fast, but it’s all good, like Pete the Cat. He just keeps movin’ and groovin’ and singing his song. I wonder if he was ever an injured runner?

At the end of March, I got the OK from my doc to begin a slow and steady buildup. There’s no guarantee that my plantar plate won’t tear again, and I don’t think it will ever be 100%, but the Incurable $hitty Toe is cured “enough” at this point. I got some new shoes (a post on that soon) and went and did an “easy” mostly-running-some-walking, 2 mile run around the neighborhood.

running injured runner

“Spring, are you here yet???”

No protests from my toe, but it felt weird. Even though I’d been working out, all the little tendons and ligaments that I hadn’t used in 4.5 months had a little protest party the next day, but some foam rolling and some Aleve silenced them. Since then, I’ve upped the milage a bit, and The Toe does let me know if I’ve pushed to far by giving me a dull ache in retaliation. Nothing like I had back in November, but it reminds me to be patient.  Speaking of, on that 2-mile run, I thought about what I learned from not running for 4.5 months. Be warned, it’s kind of rando:

1. Swimming and me – we’re cool. Dragging myself 2x week to the pool, after 7:00 PM, usually when it was 14 degrees and snowing, was really, really hard. But once I got myself there and actually got in the pool, I was glad I went. I learned that there’s more to a swim workout than just endless laps of front crawl. I learned how to do a decent flip-turn. I worked up to a MILE STRAIGHT (I pretty much ate the entire pantry when I got home from that one.) While I wouldn’t say I love swimming now, I learned to appreciate what it does for my body and health. And it certainly won’t be my weakest of the three triathlon sports this year (hello, bike, I’m lookin’ at you!)

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This is what happens when you forget to take your makeup off before swimming.  It also smeared all over the inside of my googles. FTW!

2. Don’t underestimate the value of someone tweaking your swim stroke. I got some good tips from taking a swim endurance class, and I’m a much better swimmer for it. If you are a triathlete or thinking about “tri-ing” one, but the swim is holding you back, consider a lesson or two. Even one session with a coach for feedback on your stroke would be quite helpful.

3. Replacing pedals on a bike is harder than it looks. Using about 90 minutes of my life I won’t get back, I wrestled with wrenching off the old pedals off for what seemed like days. I finally just took it to the bike shop and they did it in 5 minutes for $5. Oh, the burn.

4. I never knew that feeling strong felt so good. Strength training was the last piece of the running puzzle I was never able to get a handle on. I just always skipped it, usually due to time, even though in my soul I knew I had a typically weak upper body and feeble core of a runner. Enter Crossfit. I joined in January with a Groupon, attempted a hideous pull-up, couldn’t do even ten modified push ups, learned the language of weightlifting, but stuck with the introductory classes. Fast forward to now, and I’m seeing incredible results. I lost body fat, and I gained some biceps. My chicken legs now have some muscle tone. I can do about 50 modified pushups in a row (and about 8 “real” pushups). I climbed a rope (not very far, BUT STILL). I did a bench press! A clean-and-jerk! A push-press! And some of my back fat is disappearingI REPEAT: My some of my back fat is disappearing! I finally understand it. Sure, I can run 38 miles a week, but until I added hardcore strength training, I never actually felt LEAN. I CAN’T WAIT to see how this will improve my running. (BTW, I drank the CrossFit kool-aid, I’m a full-on member now. Shout-out to Ridgefield CrossFit!)

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That was a 65 pound push-press. I got up to 75 pounds that day. It’s like lifting 1.5 of my children over my head. I kind of want to try it.

4. Running is just part of my *new* fitness mindset. Once I couldn’t rely on running for my (almost) daily sweat anymore, I realized just how vital that sweat, that workout, that release was to my mental health and my very being. Of course I missed running, but it occured to me that if something happened and I couldn’t run ever again, I’d find a way to be fit. I didn’t really think that way before my injury. I just thought, “I’m a runner. If I got injured I wouldn’t do anything else, why bother?” NOW, I think, “I’m an athlete. If I get injured, I will find a way to be healthy a strong.” After January 1st, I managed to workout in some way 5x per week most weeks. I couldn’t believe it I was standing in front of my giant calendar planning my workouts for the week and getting excited, and none of those workouts contained running. Running will always be my first love, but I’m married into the fitness family now.

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What price sanity? An hour on the bike trainer in the toy room watching Frozen for the 2,395th time, that’s the price.

There’s so much more I want to tell you, but I’m tired! I’m in training for TriRidgefield. I got new running shoes. I’m a volunteer trainer for the local Run Like a Mother training group. I discovered the heaven that is homemade roasted almonds. I’m coaching 6 year-old softball. I’m still herding loveable cats teaching as my full-time job (just graded some math tests, in fact). WHEW. It’s going to be an interesting Spring!

What has an injury taught you? What’s new for your spring? Is it even spring yet?

-Nancy

A Week of MOVE Challenges and Sore Shoulders

This month, I’m trying out the Move-Nourish-Believe Challenge from Lorna Jane Activewear. Lorna Jane, a fitness brand form Australia (with a USA e-store here) believes that all women can move, nourish, and believe in themselves to achieve a healthy lifestyle. The three week challenge was designed to help keep our New Year’s goals going. Each day of the three weeks is dedicated to a way to Move, Nourish and Believe. I will recap each week in the hopes of winning the $1000 shopping spree keeping up my fitness level while I’m nursing the crappy toe.

This week was the MOVE challenge. I accept your challenge! Even with 18″ of snow on the ground and 2 snow days!

Monday: Show your favorite way to sweat!

Um, that would be running, which I can’t do due to my crappy toe. Plus, it snowed about 9″ overnight Sunday and the pool & gym were closed. My husband’s back is bothering him, so I became The Shoveler. I’d say it’s my THIRTEENTH favorite way to sweat.

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It was light, fluffy snow. Still got sweaty.

Tuesday: Change it up! Sweat a new way!

I’m a Crossfit newbie, and that night I learned a few lifts, so I’m counting that. I also kept up with the 20-year-olds attending the same class. Or actually, dare I say, they kept up with me. Thank you running, for the large aerobic base.

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Apparently, this gym is called a “box.” I have no time for new lingo.

Wednesday: Plank for 5 minutes today! (Broken up if necessary.)

Oh, it’s necessary, believe me. Due to the toe injury, one-legged plank had to do. I did 5x one minute, spread through the day (it was a snow day and the gym and pool were closed again). Also, again I shoveled a formidable amount of fresh-frozen heavy snow, and took a formidable dose of ibuprofen afterward as a result.

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Plank Selfie.

Thursday: Buddy up! Workout with a friend today!

Thursday is Crossfit day for me, and I don’t have any friends that I’ve been able to rope into with me…yet. So, I became friends with the pullup bar. It’s an awkward friendship.

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Because seeing it in last week’s post didn’t damage your eyes enough.

Friday: Fave Friday! Show us your five fitness favorites!

After the scanning the #MNBChallenge hashtag on twitter, I noticed that participants’ faves were all different. Some listed 5 favorite ab moves, some choose 5 favorite healthy foods. I choose my five favorite race experiences. It was VERY hard to choose 5.

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Clockwise from bottom left: Finishing Philly Marathon, Run Like a Mother 5k, finishing 1st Marathon From Hell, finishing 1st triathlon, finishing 1st half marathon. Note that I’m not FINISHING FIRST, it’s my FIRST FINISH, lolz.

So that’s a wrap!

Next week’s challenge will be to NOURISH. Which means, I’ll be posting some food porn, hopefully. And for the love of pete, no more shoveling!

What have you done this week to MOVE? How sore are you from shoveling?

See Nancy NOT Run: How I’m Working Out With a Toe Injury

What can you do when you have an injured toe? Pretty much anything but run and jump. *sigh*.

December ended with me carrying an additional 5 pounds more than my “normal” weight. Cookies, much? Oooof. Just enough to make all the clothes feel tight. It really wasn’t too much cookies, but rather I was still eating like I was running a marathon, even though not only was I NOT training for a marathon, I wasn’t even running at all.

Once January hit, and I was also starting to feel blah and cranky, I resolved to workout 5x per week, even if I couldn’t run. I’ve been:

Swimming: I signed up for an endurance swim class for the winter. I’m determined that the swim will be the least suckiest part of my triathlon game this year. Already, my stroke is better, and I’ve worked up to a mile (MILE!) total workout in the pool. SWIMMER-ARM POWER: ACTIVATE!

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Makin’ waves

Spinning: I’m keeping with my weekly spin class at a private studio in the woods. As long as I avoid “jumps” and ease into the different cycle positions, my toe is fine. Switching to rigid bike shoes helped tons.

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Blurry, ’cause I’m spinning so fast

Bike Trainer-ing: I got my husband a bike trainer for Christmas. A perk of being married is that you get to share all gifts, amiright?

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Kids’ foam block lift only adds to the superb basement playroom ambiance.

Yoga-ing: I had a Groupon for a Hot Yoga place in my town. I tried it twice. I like yoga, but I’m not feelin’ it for the hot yoga. It’s just too…HOT. Besides, crowded hot yoga is second only to childbirth in modesty loss.

someecards.com - My favorite yoga pose is the Whatever-The-Sanskrit- Word-Is-For-Nap.AMT-ing: There’s this thing at my gym – I didn’t even know what it was at first. It’s like an elliptical, only better. The Adaptive Motion Trainer is hard to explain, so I’ll just link to it here. I’ve been doing some interval training on it, as it’s easy to vary your strides, but I have to make sure I don’t push off to hard. Otherwise, it’s pretty cool.

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Not me. Not my house.

Cross-fiting: Groupon strikes again. I have a couple of friends who are not the gym-rat type at all, but they LOVE it. So I’d thought I’d try it. So far I’m just in the training phase (learning the moves before partaking in the regular classes) but there is some serious butt-kicking potential here. Also, I did my FIRST AND UGLIEST PULLUP EVER (assisted by the bandz).

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Glorious. Yes, the chin did get over the bar. Barely.

I think I’ll end on that note. Getting a sweat on 5x per week has lifted my mood tremendously. Thank goodness there’s tons of snow and ice around, otherwise, I’d want to be out running. I think once March rolls around, I’m going to get that ITCH to RUN RUN RUN. But, I must have patience and wait for April 1st – my goal date to come back to running.

If you’re injured, what’s your alternative workout? Any runners out there who also so Crossfit? I’m curious as to how to you integrate it in the middle of training for a race. Leave your answers in the comments below.

How I Became An Injured Runner Or, the Agony of De-Feet

Heads up: If you have a foot fetish, you are gonna luurrrvvvve this post. If you don’t have a foot fetish, sorry in advance.

I am now one of the masses, a cliché, a hackneyed stereotype.

I am an injured runner. Like, have-to-take-time-off injured. I haven’t written about it much, maybe because I was denying it was even a problem.

It started brewing last summer, when after hard or long runs, I would feel like there was a pebble on the ball of my foot, underneath my 2nd right toe. It didn’t bother me everyday, and with a little rest and sometimes with some ice, it would subside.

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Double ice packs, double the fun.

Bit by bit, as my training ramped up, it grew worse throughout the summer and fall. During that time, I DID go see the podiatrist for it, and for my ongoing battle with plantar fasciitis, the scourge of runner’s injuries.  I had cortisone shots, got custom orthotics made, and applied anti-inflammatory rubs. My feet got uglier and uglier, not helped by the fact that I’m horrible at pedicures, or smudgicures as I now call them.

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This is what I get for having 10-year-old polish. And impatience for drying time.

As my marathon training mileage peaked, so did my toe issues. (However the plantar fasciitis got markedly better – I believe due to the orthotics.) I got a black toenail on my other second toe, the one I call my “martyr toe,” as it always takes a beating for the others on higher mileage runs. I noticed my second toe started “drifting” toward my big toe ever-so-slightly. Then came the taper. I babied my feet, then I ran a strong marathon. But not without some owies that popped up afterward.

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DIAGNOSIS: Ugly.

Marathoner’s Feet Deconstructed: Martyr left 2nd toenail barely hanging on, heinous blister on big toe, 2nd right toe “drifting” toward big toe, unexpected and totally rando black toenail on 4th toe.

But when the soreness of the marathon wore off, and my 2nd toe still felt like someone took a hammer to it, I knew it was time to investigate further.

My doc then suspected a plantar plate tear. The plantar plate is a large ligament structure on the ball of your foot that holds your toes in place. The toe drift (which is a thing, apparently) and the pain I had was a sign of a tear. How bad the tear was would be determined by the MRI. Bad tears get surgery. Not-so-bad tears MIGHT respond to conservative therapies and rest. Mine turned out to be a partial tear, so I opted for conservative.

Conservative treatments meant a total break from running/jumping/high impact for minimum 4 months. Shockwave therapy. Taping the toe in place. Modifying my orthotics. Patience. Praying.

It’s an overuse injury, I know that. But in my toe’s defense, my second toes are just a few millimeters longer than my big toe. Which means that they take the brunt of the landing/push off force, instead of being spread across the foot. It’s a bio-mechanical issue, meaning, it’s just the way I’m built. Left 2nd toenail gets the hematoma, right 2nd toe gets the ligament tear. So now I’ve got myself TWO MARTYR TOES.

Martyrdom covers a multitude of sins. – Mark Twain

There is hope. I haven’t run in almost 3 months, and the acute pain has gone away. I’m getting my sweat on in other ways, which I’ll write about soon.  In the meantime, here’s my rested and taped martyr toes:

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Yep, still ugly.

Are you injured? Do you have a martyr toe or other body part? Commiserate in the comments below.

Me Fall Down Go Boom

It seems that I can’t go a summer without having a Splat-Fest. Last summer, I tripped over some dust and learned all about road rash. This summer did not disappoint, and I even upped the ante a little bit: I fell while running with a friend. Not one to back down from a challenge, next summer I’m aiming to take a spill in front of a stadium full of people.

After having a good time not drowning at the Ridgefield Triathlon in June, I decided to sign up for the all-women’s TriFitness race, which is this weekend. Training for a tri means that you need to do a couple of “bricks” – combo workouts that consist of at least 2 of the 3 triathlon disciplines. My teacher friend Rina, who lives near the race course, invited me to do a bike-run brick a couple of weeks ago so that I could check out the course (always a good move).

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Ready to roll.

We left on the bikes from Calf Pasture Beach in Norwalk and did what felt to me like a short ride. “Awesome. That was it?” I asked naively. Rina: “No, on race day you do that loop twice.” Me: “Oh.” Thought I was hot stuff on the bike there for a second.

Due to our kid-pickup restraints, we decided not to do loop #2 and instead headed out on the run with our brick-like legs (hence the name of the workout). My Garmin has been acting schizophrenic all summer, so I’ve been carrying my phone with me to run (this will be important in a moment). I had my phone, case-less, in my rear shirt pocket, but it was bouncing around too much. Being that we were only doing 3 miles, I just decided to hold the damn thing while we ran. No sooner than I had taken it out of my pocket and only 0.3 miles into the run, a giant rock leaped in front of my right foot and…

…unlike last summer’s fall, in which it happened in a blink and I’m on the ground wondering what the hell just happened, this was a slow-motion fall. Like the kind of fall that you know is happening, and you are powerless to stop it. I hear myself saying ohhhhhhhhh ssssshhhhhhiiiiitttt as I tumble onto my right side, holding up the phone for dear life as if it were the chalice of Christ itself. I felt myself skid for bit, kicking up dust across the sand-grass-pebble mix before coming to a rest with Rina stifling a giggle and me holding up my still in-tact iPhone in victory, it having never touched the ground.

Which means that my whole right side took the brunt of the fall. After Rina helped me up and I dusted myself off, I did an owie check to see what the damage was. Being that I effectively landed on my right calf and my right armpit, I had a big boo-boo on side of my calf, some scrapes on my right forearm, and my right shoulder definitely wrenched, it being sacrificed in favor of the phone.

I wasn’t bleeding too bad, so we decided to carry on. After reaching about 2.5 miles my shoulder was really bothering me, so we decided to call it a day and headed back to her house to patch me up.

triathlon training brick fall

I call this “Boo-Boos At the Beach.”

I changed and cleaned up a little and she made me an ice pack for my leg. Now running late to pick up my kids from camp, my shoulder was killing me. I had Rina load my bike on my car, and I climbed in and realized I was fine to drive if I didn’t have to steer.

I made it to camp to pick up the kids, still covered in a dirt-sweat-blood mixture on my legs and walking quite stiffly. Luckily my kids were one of the last to be picked up so I didn’t have a chance to scare too many wee ones. We went home and I did the R.I.C.E. treatment: Rest, Ice, Cocktails Compression, Elevation. The next day my shoulder was still sore, but it was functioning. I could shampoo with both hands (though I recall my hair looking shiner on one side than the other that day) and could clasp my bra on the 6th try with wincing. Progress.

My arm and leg looked like this on day 2:

triathlon training brick fall run

SAAA-WEEET

Now, it’s 14 days later, it’s gone through the colors of the rainbow, and is finally starting to fade (though there’s still a knot underneath):

triathlon training fall brick run

The purple tape is for the plantar fasciitis, and that drama I’ll save for another post.

All is well with my shoulder now, and you’ll be pleased to know my iPhone is doing just fine. Until the next spill. As for this weekend’s triathlon, I’ll be on the lookout for that sneaky rock on the race course, and embrace my new mantra:
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