I’ve written about tendinitis before. It fucking blows. I think it was about 2 years ago when I went to an orthopedist because I had distinct, acute pain in my ankle and shins that turned out to be cured by 2 months off from running and work with a physical therapist.
Then it was about a year and a half ago when I went back to the same orthopedist because I had pain on the bottom of my foot. That time I had actually torn a ligament, but the pain was caused by the tendinitis flare up caused by the torn ligament. Another few months of PT and all better! Right?
Wrong. Months of PT with an ongoing mandate – If you want to continuing running, you will always need to do PT.
Well, guess what I’ve been pretty shit at doing lately? PT. And guess where I was last night? On the couch eating ice cream instead of being at boot camp because it hurts to take every. single. step.
It’s the same tendinitis pain from when I sprained my ankle (I’m assuming without the torn ligament, and just because of the 10 mile run). This is going to require PT every day and rest, for at least a few weeks. All that with a half marathon in 7 weeks. And I can’t blame anybody, but myself. I was doing PT maybe once a week. Fuck me.