Today was suppose to be a good day. I woke up to help with packet pickup and than planned on running an 8k. My husband was running the 5k and they both had different start times. It was perfect for us to finally get to run together and the girls to see us both run. I was pretty darn excited.
You have to go back to a few weeks ago to understand how my day ended up not being as exciting as I hoped it would be. I helped start up a new running group and I was trying to encourage a new runner. She was talking about how her knees hurt and I mentioned how I had issues with my knees in the beginning but it went away with new shoes and working on my form. For the whole time I trained for my half marathon, my body felt great. The very next day after I spoke with this girl, my knee started hurting again.
I ran a few times after that first painful run and didn't have much of an issue. Our house than got hit with craziness! I had an insane schedule, a major sinus infection and than kids who had the same mess last week so I had a 7 day break from running. I made it to the Group Run on Saturday and ran 5 miles on a pretty hilly course. Instead of stretching, I went into the coffee shop to talk with the other runners. The rest of the day my knee was hurting and would occasionally lock up on me. Instead of being a smart runner, I had a crazy day working at the runs packet pickup. As soon as I got home, I got our family ready to go to dinner at a friends house. No stopping, still no stretching and no rest. We got home around 8:30, I got prepared for our early start in the morning and went straight to bed, my knee was throbbing a bit but I thought sleep would help it out and I was taking medicine to fix the sinus infection, so I kind of ignored the knee.
My morning went on as normal but I noticed my knee was having issues. I told myself I would just run the 5k if my knee wasn't going to like me. I stretched a bit and made sure to drink up loads of water. I gathered my group of runners I was helping run their first 5k and went to the starting line. The gun went off and we made it past the start line, I waved to my girls right after that looked so happy to see mommy running. I was so happy to wave to them and get the race going. Sadly my knee did not feel the same. I tried to ignore the pain for the first quarter mile, but it was getting a little unbearable. I talked with my running buddy and he told me to stop but I just couldn't do it. (another stupid decision). I was falling behind and had to stop twice to stretch my knee a bit hoping it would loosen up. At half a mile, my knee disagreed and I dropped on it. I couldn't go any further the pain was just too much. A few people who were behind me stopped to help me and wanted to get someone to assist me but I told them I could walk. They were so nice and I appreciated them helping me out. I turned around and made my way back to the start/finish line since it was a closed course on a cliff. I called my husband to be expecting me and I wanted to start crying. I didn't want to quit, I wanted to see my babies cheering at the finish line and I wanted to help my friends through their first run. I was defeated and felt like I had failed.
I walked back to the breakfast with my husband feeling defeated and unsure of what to do about my leg. Thank goodness a friend who was a chiropractor was at the event and was able to look at my leg. He was pretty shocked at how stiff my IT band was and said I need to come in for further look.
For now I am sitting at my house R.I.C.E'ing and stretching to temporarily fix the pain. I need to look into what I could be doing wrong on my end for the injury (not stretching, to much of a workout after a break, shoe issues, heel striking) to help prevent it for happening again. My one hope is that when I see the doctor again that I didn't damage myself to put me out long because of how stupid I was being. In the future I want to make sure I listen to and treat my symptoms so that I don't cause long term issues.
A lot of running injuries are preventable and I am certain mine was, have you done stupid things to impede your running?