It is with great sadness that I have to announce my dream of running the St. George Marathon will have to wait another year. A few weeks back, on one of my training runs, I made the mistake of aggressively increasing my mileage and decline in the same run. I ran 8 of the 13 miles at a 4-5% decline down American Fork Canyon, and as it turns out, injured my left foot. I then spent the next 3-4 weeks icing, and resting, throwing a few short sporadic runs in the mix when I thought I could. But regardless of how long I would rest between runs (sometimes even a full week), that next time out, I couldn't even go .25 miles without the horrible pain returning. I'd like to think I have a pretty high threshold for pain, especially when it comes to something I had such a new found passion for, but I reached a breaking point where I couldn't take it anymore.
What's next? For some reason I was emotionally attached to the idea of running the St. George marathon for my first 26.2. I haven't decided if I can wait the 14 months for it to come around again, or if I'll find something in the meantime to quench my thirst. For now, these shoes will keep on walking... that's just what they'll do...
What's next? For some reason I was emotionally attached to the idea of running the St. George marathon for my first 26.2. I haven't decided if I can wait the 14 months for it to come around again, or if I'll find something in the meantime to quench my thirst. For now, these shoes will keep on walking... that's just what they'll do...