Today, I ran! Four whole miles and it felt wonderful!
Despite being uber-motivated to run in my mind and heart, my foot basically decided otherwise over the past week and a half.
I took it very easy last week and kept trying to deny the fact that my foot was f'ed up.
On Saturday, I ran 14 miles on trails and it actually went pretty well. I thought my foot miracuously healed...or maybe I was still in denial. I desperately wanted to get one more good run in on some technical trails before the 50K to practice the art of not falling...even if I stumble a bit...and move faster than a snail's pace!
On Sunday, I biked for 2 hours with my husband...although I'm pretty much terrified of biking. I won't be switching sports anytime soon. A bad accident when I was a kid made me uneasy and my bike is my mountain bike from when I was in the 5th grade (literally), so I'm not really sure it was even considered real exercise.
Determined to get in real exercise after the bike ride, I tried to run but the foot was having none of it and I hobbled my way home just a few minutes after heading out the door.
Since then, I decided to do the smart thing and actually rest for a few days. Meaning, do nothing kind of rest. This doesn't really make me happy and I've been a little on edge...there's that little 50K in a little over a week looming over my head. I'm really nervous I won't be able to make cut-off times due to my lack of trail experience (and the amount of time it took me at Megatransect).
But, my spirits are a bit renewed. My foot was still feeling a little iffy but thought I was OK to try again today. I set out and felt great. I only went four miles, still trying to play it really easy but I so wanted to go longer. Hopefully, by continuing to take it easy I'll be ready to go next weekend!