The Boston Marathon was exactly one month ago today…and I’ve run less in the past month than any other month since I was sidelined due to injury more than 15 months ago—but this time, I’m not injured(ish).
If you read my recap, you’ll know that Boston was a disappointing race for me. I know the conditions were tough, but I can’t help but feel really down about it after months of pouring my heart into my training for it. So after the race, I just didn’t feel like running. And a month later, I still don’t really feel like running.
I took five days off immediately after the race, ran occasionally, and then took the entire last week off as I looked into a nagging foot pain (but really, I think it was partially an excuse not to run).
The foot is (largely) fine. An MRI and an x-ray later and the doctor determined it isn’t a stress fracture (thank goodness), just tendonitis. Oh, and I have a random ganglion cyst at the second metatarsal head, though that is asymptomatic at the moment, so not a concern.
But while the foot is okay (just need ice and a topical anti-inflammatory), my motivation isn’t. I have always loved running, but right now, I don’t. I don’t feel the desire to get out there and hit the pavement. I have no motivation to get up early to get my miles in. I’d rather just sleep.
I had one person recommend I run a race to get my spark back, so I signed up for a neighborhood 5K and I won it! My first ever out-right win (not age group) in a race…but still, I’m not feeling it.
Maybe I’ll get my spark back as my life calms down. In the past week I’ve bought a house, refinished the floors in said house, gone to a wake and funeral, and got an MRI and x-ray. In the next week, we will move into said house, have my parents town (all four of them—mom, dad, step-mom, step-dad), introduce them to my fiancé’s parents for the first time, have an engagement party and go to Washington DC for work for three days. And then we will attend an out of state wedding. It’s a little overwhelming.
Part of me thinks running would help make it feel less overwhelming, but part of me (the part that doesn’t want to run right now) thinks it would just add to the stress to squeeze in a run.
Anyway, we’ll see. Maybe I’ll try for a run tomorrow morning before the movers come.
Have you ever faced a case of the running blues? How did you overcome it? During busy times, do you view running as a stress inducer or a stress reliever?