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Monday, October 5, 2009

Wondering about the ankle...

So unlike a week ago where I "ran," this week I actually ran.
3 miles, 2 miles and 6 miles.

The 6 miles was great.

Friday, B and I flew to Maryland to see V. I had told V, I was going to run on Saturday morning because I needed to get in a 6 miler for my 10K this Saturday. "Sure," she said. "I'll run with you." I said nothing because V runs a 5K 10 minutes faster than I do, so I wasn't sure what drugs she was on. B and I landed and V knows me so well, and brought post-air beverages.

Woohoo. We drove to Frederick and got to her house which she calls the dilapidated mansion. It needs some work, but is a great house. It is a historical house and basically anything you do to the outside of the house has to be approved. From the sounds of it, it sounds like a big scam for some group to get money. Annapolis has a Historic Preservation Society and it is pretty cut and dry. Frederick's sounds hinky. Plus I'm not sure how glow-in-the dark house numbers really are in characteristic with the 1800s or bathroom tile stuck to the front of your house is. But that is me.

So we chatted and went to bed. Next morning, she and I got up and got dressed for the run. We walked as our warmup and then got running. After a mile, V started walking. I think she didn't realize the extent of "I run slow" is. At mile 5 she was wondering how my hips didn't hurt. Of course from Mile 5 to Mile 6 my hips suddenly went into agony. But we ran through some park, around Hood College, to the East (Industrial Side) of Frederick, by the canal, through a 1 mile race and ended up on Market Street. It was a really good run. The houses there are gorgeous. And the town is cute. Reminded me of Athens, GA or Asheville, NC. And it was nice to run with someone even if they did walk. Because I run so slowly, I never run with anyone. So I had a tour guide with me. The run felt good. Only mile 5 did I get tired, and that was more because I wanted something to drink. I think I could have run 7 miles or so.

So we got back to the house, and B was awake and dressed, so V and I got ready. Drank some beer, and off to the Market Street Fair. We stopped at a bar named Guido's. At this point it wasn't even 2pm, and we had some more beer. Then to another bar for more beer.

We had dinner and had margaritas (it was about 4). B wasn't feeling well, so we walked back to the house. While she laid down, V and I called various liquor stores to see if they sold Guinness. One informed us they didn't sell highbrow beer. But the other one in walking distance did. So V poured herself a beer, and off to the package store.

In front of the house, I fell. No sidewalks crumbling, no tree branches jutting. In fact I was just standing there and went down. Ankle turned on the left leg, right leg was scuffed up, palms of both hands scrapes, one wrist hurt and elbow bleeding. Rather than go back in the house, I got up and we continued our walk. We got to the liquor store and bought some beer. The guy let me have a Solo cup and I opened one right there. The walk back was fine. Lots of old men on porches talking to us. We sat in the back garden when we got back to V's and drank (I think that was the theme of the weekend).

Sunday came, and we did some shopping. I bought nothing (I bought Porter a birthday present the day before and Guinness a "being good" present). Then V took us back to the airport. On the flight home, my ankle really started hurting. My wrist is completely bruised. In the airport I was in agony walking from the terminal to the baggage claim. D came to pick me up. Funnily, coming back from MD, I saw Cal Ripken in the ATL airport. I noticed him because of his really ugly orange tie, and really $$$$-looking suit. I told D, so he tried to figure out why CR would be in Atlanta. He couldn't figure it out, but oh well.

This morning, I got up and my ankle is purple (not swollen) and hurts. So tomorrow, I'm going to *try* to run. If it is hurting I will rest. It has to be better by Saturday for my 10K.

Time: 8:05 (walk)
Mileage: .36 (22:27 min/mile)
Time: 25:55 (run)
Mileage: 2 (12:57 min/mile)
Time: 7:48 (walk)
Mileage: .37 (21:04 min/mile)
Calories: 475
Max HR 184
Avg HR 153
In Zone: 7:22

Time: 7:42 (walk)
Mileage: .34 (22:38 min/mile)
Time: 90:13 (run)
Mileage: 6.01 (15:00 min/mile)
Time: 10:28 (walk)
Mileage: .46 (22:45 min/mile)
Calories: 1369
Max HR 178
Avg HR 159
In Zone: 24:58


Lisa Slow-n-Steady said...

ouch. so many times in the past i've run on injuries,. i won't do it anymore. if your ankle is swollen, i suggest walk, don't run. running is likely to cause you to injure something else while you compensate for the ankle

GeorgiaSnail said...

I agree, take it easy on that ankle for a week or so... We have invisible turtles in Savannah that get under your feet all the time...

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Missy said...

Nah, don't try to run if it's purple. It's injured - rest, ice lots, elevate and beer, drink lots of beer. I hear that helps too. If you can stand it, rub it so no scar tissue develops and move it around a lot while you're sitting.

Danielle in Iowa said...

Tripping on nothing is so something I would do.