At the end of August, I started to valet again, this time at hospitals. I had valeted off and on for nearly 11 years near this time. After owning and running a failed company, it was refreshing to return to the limited responsibility and simplicities of helping people, staying outside, and running. Good thing they let me wear my Vibrams. Black, to be exact, as was uniform policy: black athletic shoes. Boo yah.
The problem was, I had not yet sprinted in minimalist footwear, let alone up hills. All of the hospitals I was working at had small uphills to the parking lot. As I mentioned in an earlier part, sudden increased running on hills can cause problems. So while I was sprinting to get to cars added to my recent increased weekly running, I was slowly creating achilles tendinitis. Yup, you heard that right. Sounds painful right? Well it isn’t. And that is why I didn’t really know I had it.
I ignore pain unless it’s shooting pain. A good thing, but, in this case, a bad thing. After my second week of valet, when I hadn’t run outside work since that 23 miler, it struck me as odd that after sitting down for a good half an hour plus, I was unable to walk well for my first 10 or so steps. It wasn’t a hurt, but more of an inability. It was weird. I first thought it to be caused by the only new thing I had been doing with my legs, and that was sprinting and standing for 8 hour shifts. But they would be fine once I got going. I could even run those long distances without problem with the legs. I honestly had no idea how long I might of had it. When I touched them, both achilles seemed swollen a tad in a spot in the middle, halfway down from the bottom of the calf, to the heel. I researched as much as I could, both online and talking to doctors I knew. It could only be one thing: Achilles Tendinitis. And it was going nowhere.
Turkey or Chicken?
I stopped running outside work cold turkey. I slowed down my sprint at work to a short stepped slow trot. I started icing as well as wearing warm socks at night to get extra blood flowing in the achilles region. See, it will not heal fast. There is little blood flow there, and everything we do on our feet uses the achilles. Even over night, it seemed if my feet were pointed, and if I got up fast in the morning, or even during the day, that it would hurt the healing that may have occurred that night. It was making me paranoid. Was it bad enough I could rupture my achilles? Was I done with the races until it healed? Was it now chronic? What about the Kansas City Marathon I was hoping to run in October? How would I know when they would be healed? When can I get back to running?
From Never Running To An Ultramarathon In A Year
Part 1: It All Started…
Part 2: Injuries!
Part 3: The Wall.
Part 4: The Marathon
Part 5: Putting On My New Feet
Part 6: The Alligator That Smiled At Me
Part 7: The Book That Plants
Part 8: First Barefoot Race
Part 9: Running Forever in the Park
Part 10: The Short Race Report
Part 11: Kansas City, Gonna Get My Baby Back Home
Part 12: The Return of the Long Lost Runs (no toilet humor please)
Part 13: Dorothy, We Are In Kansas Anymore
Part 14: Worn
Part 15: Valet = Achilles Tendinitis = No more running this year, well…
Part 16: Marathon Decisions: Screw It
Part 17: 9.5 Months After Losing Da Shoes: The Kansas City Marathon
Part 18: ULTRANESSSAUCISM: