It was time to say goodbye to the boot. 6 weeks was MORE than enough. I felt trapped and out of control because I couldn’t do the things I love. No running, no biking, no hikes. I was allowed to swim and I thought it would be a great opportunity to build my endurance, strength and ability in the triathlon sport that is my weakness. I joined a gym with a pool. I enlisted the help of a swim coach who provided me with workouts. I called on friends to kick my butt in gear. With working more and my job changing (all great things) I lacked the schedule, the motivation and the drive. The wind was taken out of my sails. I walked as much as possible but in the end I added 8 pounds and an “I don’t give a crap” attitude. Although I can think of far worse fates, I felt shackled.
6 weeks in a boot and over 2 months of not being able to run really isn’t the end of the world. I only dropped out of 4 races and with the weather getting cooler, it wasn’t a bad time of year to take a nose dive on training and be stuck in a boot. I did try to stay positive. I tried not to be discouraged that between my schedule and my attitude I didn’t capitalize on swimming. For the most part, I was patient with the healing process. I know now that the cooler weather is here and there are fewer races, I’ll be able to start the arduous process of rebuilding mileage and then the speed will come.
The boot isn’t completely gone. I’m going from half time, to 1/3 time and slowly weaning off the boot. As long as I’m sedentary it counts as “boot time”. It feels great and discouraging. My foot needs to be strengthened, I need to balance my weaker muscles. Physical therapy is putting me through exercises once a week as well as doing Dry Needling to stimulate my tendon and remind it how it’s supposed to work.
Running is on the horizon – after walking, then walking further, then walking faster….. But it’s there again. Exercise is back on the menu and just working towards the goal feels good. So….. When’s that next race???