Start n' Stop
I got a little injured.
Following my Brooklyn Half high, I probably did too much. I jumped right back into speedwork, and went on long hikes and spent days climbing outside. I knew I needed a longer recovery, but it was all too much fun to turn down. Whoops.
My right quad was causing me to limp. I was half way through a series of 800s when I knew I was in trouble. I finished my workout and pulled over to speak to my coach.
Stop. Now. Go see someone, don't let it get worse, he warned.
A quick google search later, and I had self-diagnosed myself with a quad strain. Years of injuries have taught me that a week off now could save me from months off later, so I pulled all the way back. No running, no climbing.
Instead, I've been making great use of my pass to Bend and Bloom, a local yoga studio. It's surprisingly social, and I have had a lot of fun spending time doing something I normally can never fit into my week.
Still, while I've stretched and sweated my way to more flexibility, I continue to feel the pain in my right quad. It seems to never release, keeping me up at night and feeling tense during the day.
I feel slightly defeated by this. Surely, I thought, a little yoga and time off will heal this small injury. Had I gone to the doctor, isn't this what they would have done? I can imagine them handing me a paper with strength exercises and telling me to rest. After years of PT, can't I be trusted with my own recovery?
So this week I am going to bite the bullet. My first defense against injury is massage, so I'll go see my sports therapist. If that doesn't do it, I'll head to the doctors. I figure if I can take the time needed to recovery from this now, I should still be able to tackle a full training season soon.
Wish me luck!