…and just like that, the euphoria over an amazing weekend is gone. My trainer and I decided it was time to step running up a bit, and start with some lower intensity speed work. I did my warmup, stretched everything out, and started the zone 2 run. A little bit into the run, something let go. I tried to stretch it out, but ended up walking from the Laurier Bridge back home in some considerable pain. That was Tuesday night.
It’s now Thursday morning, and despite icing my leg, it still hurts. It hurts a lot. I made an appointment with the sports medicine clinic, but can’t get in until next Wednesday. Socialized medicine definitely has its prices, one of them being the wait. I can’t walk normally, and am trying to stay off of it, but I think I did some damage to it.
Ultimate is out for the rest of the season, and if this time is like the last at all, I won’t be able to make the Marathon in November. All from one little game back in May.
Suck.