On Saturday morning I geared up to run my last long run (20 miles) before the Boston Marathon (although I do have 12 miles next week but now that is just pocket change!). My friend Megan had to run 8 miles so she ran 4 with me (and turned around and ran the last 4 on her own). It started out as a very nice run…I was feeling good and was enjoying myself out there (and took a new route so it made things exciting!).
at mile 8 this song came on: Coming Home- Diddy
I guess I got a little TOO into the song because I failed to realize that I was approaching a driveway and that the elevation of the sidewalk changed. Before I knew it I was flying face first into the ground. It was a hard fall….a REALLY hard fall. It took me about 10 seconds to realize what happened and when I realized I was in pain, I started to cry! I know, I know…I am such a baby! Sidenote: a man in a Comcast van saw the whole thing and was laughing at me and didn’t ask if I was okay…so nice, eh? Anyway I got back up, brushed myself off, retrieved my ipod that had flow five feet in front of me and checked out the damage. Yup… I was bleeding pretty badly from both knees, my palms, and my fingers (?). And to top it off, it started to rain. My luck. I decided to run a mile back to my gym to clean up, get some fuel, and assess the situation. As I started running again, this quote (below) from Tommy Boy came to mind and I started to hysterically laugh. Whoever was driving by at the time probably thought I was a crazed person.
“Oh, that’s gonna leave a mark”
Another side-note: it honestly astonishes me that a lot of people havent seen Tommy Boy. For some reason I always just assumed that people have seen it. It’s a classic. But anyway…if you are one of those weird people out there who havent seen this movie (I am totally kidding…or am I?)…do so right after you finish reading this post…please!
Anyway- I got to the gym and cleaned up a bit. They offered me bandaids and such but I knew they would just slip off when I started to sweat again so I declined the offer (but it was very kind of them!). I had 10.4 miles left to go and to be honest- the thought of throwing in the towel did cross my mind for about 10 seconds and then I quickly told myself to SUCK IT UP and get back out there! I finished the run… I wont lie…it hurt (especially when I would stop at a traffic light and start back up again) but I did it and that’s all that matters. I figured that if I can’t push through this pain then I shouldnt be running the Boston Marathon in a couple weeks…makes sense, right? I am not a wimp!!!! I will say though…I was limping around and in pain the rest of the day…especially walking up and down stairs!
But in all seriousness I hope I am okay. Today I had to run 5 miles and I made it only about 1.5 miles. My right knee was in a ton pain and I realized I was being really stupid trying to run through it. After talking to Mary she made me realize that I have finished all of my training…the work is done. I am supposed to be tapering…healing my body and reaping the benefits of all the work that I put in over the months. Why risk it now? I need to rest and get better. I hope it’s just bruising and nothing serious. Monday is a scheduled rest day anyway but if i still do not feel better by Tuesday I will just cross train or rest again.
Question: what is your most embarrassing running story?