Last year my dad was halfway through training for the Pocono Marathon in an attempt to qualify for Boston when the race became a casualty of Covid and cancelled. While he didn’t have ambitions of using the York Marathon this year to qualify for Boston he was still doing well with training and looking forward to running my first marathon with me. Even catching Covid didn’t deter him as he only missed one week of training and was right back at it. Unfortunately the bad luck bug decided he wasn’t to run a marathon this year.
Friday evening he accidentally stepped on the back of my mom’s heel and fell down on his right knee really hard. I saw him Sat. evening and it was swollen, but he was still managing to walk around decently by keeping his leg stiff. Mom wanted him to take it easy on Sunday, but he was outside raking leaves and keeping busy. He finally went to see an orthopedic doctor Monday night who took an Xray and diagnosed dad with a fractured kneecap. He can’t run for 6-8 weeks and is in a leg stabilizing brace until his follow up appointment on Apr. 9th. At that point they’ll determine if the fracture is healing well enough to not require surgery.
To say we’re bummed is an understatement, but he and I are alike in that we roll with the punches and don’t dwell on things that you can’t do anything to change. I confirmed with the race director that he has the option to defer to next year or switch to the half marathon and walk. I’m not providing him with any options until his appointment and we see where things are. That means training must continue without him…
Week 9 Mileage – 29 and counting…
Sun. 3/21 – With dad out of commission Todd and Scott came to our house to run 17 miles with Jason and me. Jason wanted to run to Lake Redman and do some trails there then run home. I mapped out a route that would be just about 7 miles to the lake which meant about 7 to get home and figured trail loving Scott would be able to get the rest of our miles routed for us. The route to the lake and back contained some familiar roads as well as a new one and was challenging with rolling hills. I survived the trails rather well with only one almost fall on some mud. I was glad when the trail portion was over though as the change in terrain was nice, but it was causing my feet to rub inside my shoes a good bit when trying to stabilize.
Todd and Jason were out ahead of us climbing a hill to an intersection and given neither called back to us/double backed I figured they knew to turn left. Scott and I reached the road and turned then turned down the next road, a long downhill, and didn’t see them ahead of us. We asked two walkers if they had seen two other runners and they hadn’t. We knew they missed the turn. Unsure if they went straight at the intersection or just missed the second turn, we decided to carry onward in hopes that somehow they’d find their way back before we did. I was a mix of emotions… annoyed that they didn’t yell back to us, not surprised since neither of them have a good sense of direction, concerned that they could end up running way out of their way and do more miles than needed, frustrated because Jason had the house key so I wouldn’t be able to get in the house…
Scott and I arrived back and I did a mini stretch before we jumped in his car to go look for them. We got down the street and around the corner when we saw them coming down the road. They had missed the first turn and kept going through the intersection only to realize when they got to the bottom of the hill it wasn’t the correct hill. Jason wanted to fully back track but Todd suggested they cut across a field that put them back on the road they should be. They actually saw Scott and I at one point climbing a hill but we were too far ahead of them to call out to. I was just glad that they got back safe and only ended up with an additional mile beyond the 17 planned.
Tues. 3/23 – A quick 4 mile run on Jason’s lunch around a nearby neighborhood and down our street. These runs have worked out well, but as mileage increases might need to be moved to before or after work as I don’t think I can fit anything further than 4 miles plus showering into a 1 hour lunch.
Wed. 3/24 – An 8 mile run after Jason was finished work. This might be the longest distance we can reasonably handle after 5:30pm given we go to bed between 9:30-9:45pm most nights. I find I’m not able to hydrate as well that late in the evening when we return and end up with some nasal congestion overnight of it. Our route included a loop in a neighborhood we never ran and had a short but incredibly steep hill. I might’ve cursed more than once. I’m a solid hill runner and don’t mind them but short and steep are my least favorite ones.
I’m going to publish this today even though the week isn’t over. Originally Jason and I planned to log 4 miles on lunch. Due to the rain/thunderstorms forecasted for Sunday we decided to move the 18 mile run to tomorrow morning when the weather should be much nicer which meant axing the run for today. I’m working a Covid vaccine pod shift that evening and know I’ll likely be spent after the run and ready to fuel/relax before I work so blogging won’t happen. I’ll include that long run as part of next week’s posting.
Do you run in the evenings? If so, do you push back your bedtime in order to refuel/rehydrate well enough?