Since running the D33 Ultra I’ve been resting my hurty right knee, mostly.
I tried testing it out on the Wednesday after the race with a my usual commute run into work, a mere 9.2k. By half way, I could feel that it wasn’t right and by the time I got to work I decided that running back wasn’t an option.
I therefore rested for the rest of the week, however, I knew I had to test it again sometime.
So, on Sunday myself & Stefan set off from Dalgety Bay at 08:00 looking to do a 20mile heading North. I would hope, all going well to return on the same route, covering 40 miles in total.
The plan to do 40 miles was in line with my plans for the 55mile on the 2nd April. So, well thought out. Only if my body was in good order. Sadly, my knee was telling me otherwise at mile 10-11. I knew then that the best thing to do was cut it short.
We ended up covering just over 17miles and the last 2-3 miles saw me walk parts where the pressure on my knee was just too much. The last mile into Stefan’s home village was… painful but I was determined to run that.
I got a lift back to where we left my car and then headed home to further rest my poorly knee for the rest of the day.
Plans to run during that following week were put on hold. I took the decision to rest it all week and see what happens with a short run across the weekend.
So… the weekend has passed and so has my short run. I met with a friend and we set off over the East Lomond heading to the West and back. Pace was always going to be slower than race pace. This was a test. And, with Jim not having done any running off tarmac previously, and virtually none across hills, it was a perfect chance to take it easy.
The weather wasn’t too kind, it was windy! Got some natural resistance training in too 🙂
Overall the 8mile (approx) route is reasonable. Going up the West Lomond does require a ‘push’ and you definately feel the rise in altitude, on the legs.
Coming across the crest, I was nearly blown off my feet. As I say, it was windy but, at least dry.
Jim and I rested on the top behind a cairn and after a few minutes, we set off retracing our steps back to the cars. At least the wind would be assisting us in parts on this leg.
On the way back I could feel my knee again and thought that I was doomed for the upcoming 55miles in a weeks time. Again, more rest needed.
I’m a stubborn sort, or maybe that should read… determined. Your pick.
However, I’m doing the race regardless and will have some assistance in the aid of a knee brace. Seems drastic but I’m determined to complete the double marathon.
My rationale is this…If I’m in the middle of the desert and complaining of aches and pains, what am I going to do? Quit? Err…. naw! I want to finish the thing I have started.
I’ll have plenty time to recover once it’s complete. And, in the grand scheme of things, what’s a hurty knee on the scale compared to the reason I’m doing this in the first place.
As ‘team Dean’ says… “If you can’t run, then walk. And if you can’t walk, then crawl. Do what you have to do. Just keep moving forward and never, ever give up.”
― Dean Karnazes,
So, another full week of resting he knee and then, on Saturday morning, toe the start line with two friends (And another 150+ folks) and set off in search of glory.
We aim to finish in under 9Hrs and anything closer to 8Hrs 30 will be great.
We’ll see what my knee has to say about that!
How have you dealt with an injury/ache? I’d love to hear from you.
Happy running folks. Keep, keeping on.