"Only those who risk failing greatly can ever succeed greatly." –RFK
Monday, October 20, 2008
Ankle test - 15+ miles on the John Wayne Trail
It's been three weeks since I sprained my ankle in Greece. I ran just a little last weekend. This weekend I put the ankle to the test on the John Wayne Trail where Tim Englund and I, and Missy and Steely, ran 15 miles on Saturday and 10 on Sunday. The weather was perfect for running. The colors were spectacular. My favorite scene was the old abandoned farm house.
I wrapped the ankle in Coban. It did get a little sore about 10 miles into the first run when we picked up the pace on the way back. The slightly uneven running surface certainly challenged it. The next morning, however, it was fine, and so I challenged it again. Again, I had good results - a bit of soreness toward the end of the run but felt completely normal in the morning.
Time to start getting back into a training routine in prep for ATY. I've got a lot of "making up" to do. I feel like a beginner runner all over again! My joints are stiff, my hamstrings are sore. Ahh! And it feels soooo good!
I am an ultra runner, physician and have been medical director of some of the toughest ultras. I tend to be a mover and a shaker and louder than my size suggests. However, my Gemini twin is gentler and contemplative, an artist, a writer, and a poet. I am a dog lover, a believer in souls, and have a special affinity for those who struggle because I have been there.
This is my crazy lovable huggable Weimaraner, Steely Dan. I call him Steely. He left us in January of this year at only 6 years from lymphoma that did not respond to chemotherapy treatments. Steely was a total goof. He loved trail running, road running, treadmill running, new experiences, making eye contact, sleeping on his back, me, kids, and liver treats. He was Zappa's best friend. We miss him dearly.
This is Stella. A rescue from the shelter. She's about 6 months old and a Border Collie. She is a joyous bundle of energy and curiosity and now also Zappa best friend. She will make a nice running partner when she grows up.
This is the now the big brother of my family - a rescued Greyhound. His name is Frank Zappa. I call him Zappa. He's 7 years old and has learned all about life beyond the track and crate from Steely when he was with us. It was very rewarding to watch his personality bloom as he settled into the family. And yes, he runs like the wind!
This is Natasha, my dearest friend. She was with me through college, medical school, residency, and she moved with me from Chicago to Spokane several years ago. She was my best running partner for 10 years. My sweet Natasha died from bone cancer in 2006. I miss her still. I hung a windchimes over the deck outside. When it chimes, I smile and think she has finally -- wherever she is now -- caught a squirrel!