I said I would talk more about the sore knee. It seems that it is a tight hamstring causing the tendon on the back of my knee to feel like an over tightened guitar string.
I’ve been freaked out by this injury(? ) for a couple reasons. The first is that it could completely ruin my chance to hit my goal time for the half marathon. That whole I just want to finish doesn’t work. Set goal. Achieve. Set new goal. I have a realistic goal in mind. I want to finish between 2:00 and 2:30. Not unrealistic at all considering on training runs I have completed 10 miles in 1:45. Sooooo, now I’m looking at several months of building mileage out the window. The second reason is that I’ve never had an injury like this one. I’ve had sprains and broken bones I know how to deal with those. This is new and I don’t have time for a long learning curve. I know I sound like a whiney wuss.
My wife thinks this is me.
First step to a solution is to define problem.
I have to give a huge thanks to my great friend and neighbor Shari. She is the massage therapist and owner of Mind Over Matter Massage in downtown Jacksonville. It’s hard to even write ‘downtown Jacksonville’ without hearing the Asian boy from the Unique Furniture (he’s like 19 now). If you’re from central Arkansas you’ve seen the commercial. Anyhoo, Shari came over on Super Bowl Sunday and worked on my leg. How awesome is that?
So, after a full day of rest and Shari working on my leg Sunday I decided Monday evening (last night) to give the leg a short test run in new shoes.
New shoes. I love them and hate them. Not this particular pair just new shows in general. I love getting new shoes. Everyone does. I remember the best part of starting a new school year was the new pair of shoes. Out with the old skanky sneaks in with the new. Since I started running shoes are a crap shoot. They feel great in the store but around mile 2 they feel like you have a board strapped to your foot. Nevermind blisters. Shoe companies in their never ending wisdom and attempt to ‘improve’ existing product take the shoe that fits you great and completely $%^& it up.
For the record February is just past the right time to buy running shoe. The clearance is on for the old styles but they are down to the sizes that fit only midgets or mutants (not that there's anything wrong with that.) So every pair I looked at they were out of my size. After trying on a dozen or so different shoes I buy my first ever pair of ASICS. It's not important or a big deal but when has that stopped someone from blogging it.
Me, my new shoes and my jacked up leg walk into a bar. I mean go for a short run. I decide I’m going to do 2 miles really slow. 1 mile out and 1 mile back. I kissed my wife and told her to send out the search party if I wasn't back in 30 minutes. I typed all this and now I wish I had a great end to the story something insane crazy funny. Instead I just rambled. I got nothing. You read all this for a big let down. No payoff nothing happened. My leg bothered me but not too much. I made it home no search party.
Sorry.
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