Derailed

My marathon training must have been going too well, I was getting the miles and and not feeling too worn out or any real pains beyond a few aches.  Then yesterday happened.

I was dreading going out for a run, no real aches or pains just wasn't feeling it.  I quieted the voice in my head telling myself not to be lazy and just get out there and run.  It was supposed to be a 35 minute tempo run but since I wasn't feeling well I decided to just go out with the jogging stroller and see where I ended up. About 3 miles in I decided I wanted to run another mile and call it quits.

Then it happened, at around 3.5 miles I noticed a pain in my upper back just below my shoulder blades.  I assumed it was just fatigue from pushing the stroller since it had been a few days.  I pushed on, the pain got worse but I just kept running.  Stupid decision maybe, but I figured it was minor and that it would teach me to push through the pain come race day.

I got home and took tylenol, then a few hours later some ibuprofen, all the while sitting on my heating pad.  It got so bad that I couldn't move at all without excruciating pain.  I knew I needed to go to the doctor and get something for the pain but I had pictures to do first.

Yes, in excruciating pain I showered, got dressed, put on makeup, bathed two kids and got them dressed.  I put them and the two dogs in the car and headed for pictures knowing full well I couldn't stand up straight and wanted to just burst into tears.  You see, these photos were supposed to be done in JULY and we have had to reschedule just shy of a million times so I wasn't about to cancel.

My hair wasn't done and neither was Natalie's (I did manage to run a brush through both and throw a few clips in hers) but I am hoping that we got at least something decent to use in Christmas cards this year.  The poses had to be worked around my limited range of movement and I pray that my smile masks how much pain I was in.

Anyway, back on topic... my back was on fire so we headed to the local urgent care clinic.  I checked in and when they told me it was an hour wait I lost it, tears streamed down my face.  An hour or so later came the diagnosis of a strained lat.  I got a steroid shot, muscle relaxers, and vicodin and they sent me on my way.  I am hoping the pain passes quickly so I can get back to running but for now my training is derailed!  The crappy thing is I can't even really cross train because it hurts to breathe or move at all.

Hope that everyone else is having a better Friday!  Any exciting plans?  Fill me in so I can live vicariously through you from the comfort of my recliner!