Early Thanksgiving morning I remembered that there is usually a 5k turkey run. I went online to see if I could register the day of the event and I could. I decided since it is usually packed that I would cycle to it because I was worried I wouldn’t be able to find a parking spot (plus it was pretty close and would give me an excuse to ride my bike!) I stuffed a canned good in my top tube bag to donate (just barely fit!) and headed down to the start of the race.
This past weekend there were 2 5Ks that I really wanted to do – so I signed up for both! Luckily one was in the morning in Lititz, PA and the other was in the evening in Philly.
Well I finally went to the doctor because my heel/foot pain became almost unbearable. You have no idea the nightmare it was for me to go – I absolutely hate looking at feet and there were posters of foot fungus and various foot problems everywhere I looked. It was completely disgusting.
Unfortunately my heel pain has become a constant problem – I am pretty sure I have plantar fasciitis so I have been doing various stretches, rolling it with a ball thingy, and got a splint to wear at night. I know rest is the most important thing right now, but what does that mean for all the races I signed up for this spring? It was suggested that I rest it for at LEAST 10 weeks – I don’t want it to become a chronic condition or get any worse. I will most likely go to a doctor to see how long I need to rest my foot for, but I am super disappointed about this.
On Saturday I completed the 5th week of marathon training with my sister. We met in the park and there was a running group that was planning on doing 3 miles so we ran with them for a bit until they turned to go back and we continued on so we could complete 7 miles. The day was foggy and a bit drizzly, but it was warmer than it had been so I thought it was a great day for a run. The white of the dense fog made the yellow-green of the grass really pop! We did the whole trail and back making our run a little over 7 miles – the whole time doing the walk/run/walk/run using the timer on my phone. I am getting a little faster every time and am almost back to the time I was last year (which is still not really fast). I’m lucky my sister sticks with me- she’s just happy to run (although I know she can go wayyyy faster than me).
Here is a little update on how last weeks marathon training went –