Overcoming – is best achieved when you become a partner with the reality of the situation and work in cooperation with it rather than fighting or trying to overpower it.
Where has time gone…it’s been over a year that I’ve blogged
anything. I apologize for being
such a slacker. So I decided to start it back up now. As many of you know my
year has been full of several trials and tribulations. I won’t go into all the
details, but it seems like I just can’t get a break. Despite all that I’ve been
through, I wanted to make sure that I learned from these experiences and found
ways to grow as a person. Just as in ultras, if life, we are tested with
situations that we never thought we’d make it through…however, with
determination, strength, and perseverance we can find ways to do so. This has
been what my year has taught me.
You ask, where is the Pixie Ninja now? What is she training
for? She has been awfully quiet lately. Well to tell you the truth I have just
finished my last race of the year two-weeks ago. The G.O.A.T.z. 50K here in
Omaha. It was a great end to the season. I got to run and be with so many
friends that day and see my mom run a PR. What didn’t go so well was that I
wasn’t really planning to end my year at this race. Whoa…what?! Yes, that’s
right…I had big audacious plans to kick-start my training in order to race
Bandera 100K for a chance at a Golden Ticket to go back to Western States.
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| G.O.A.T.z. 50K race |
What happened, you ask? Well it all happened in less than
half a mile to the finish of the G.O.A.T.z. race that I felt a pop in the front
of my left hip. It had been getting sore on downhills throughout the final
loop, but I just blew it off as fatigue. After it popped it made me stumble a
bit and then this horrible pain shot through my hip/groin. I considered walking
it in, but with less than a half-mile left I pushed myself to finish. I crossed
the line and stopped instantly. I stood there and was scared to take a step.
When I did I felt the most excruciating pain in my hip that I have ever
experienced. I thankfully had a couple friends to help me hobble over to a
picnic table to sit. I’d never finished a race like this before and not been
able to walk. I was scared, but figured I just pulled a muscle and would be
back fine after a little rest or in a few days.
I got home and literally couldn’t walk. Every step with my
left leg felt like knives being driven into my hip/groin. I didn’t know what to
do. I put ice on my hip and rested the rest of the day. I figured by morning
I’d be fine. Oh was I wrong! I couldn’t get out of bed or even stand on that
leg. Tears welled up in my eyes as I was trying to figure out what I had
injured. I thought to myself how am I going to work? Well I did what I don’t
recommend to anyone and popped 4 ibuprofen. It numbed the pain enough for me to
limp around. I literally hobbled all week thinking my leg should be healing by
now. The days past and I was feeling no relief whatsoever. I felt desperate. I called
one of my closest friends, Christy Nielsen, who is a Physical Therapist and
long-time renowned distance runner. She told me to come see her that day.
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| When you don't have crutches improvise with trekking poles! |
I went and saw Christy and she did several tests on me to
see what she could find. Her initial thought was a pelvic stress fracture. She
referred me to Dr. Arnold who had me see him the following day. He ordered
x-rays and an MRI. The x-rays confirmed nothing. So, I had an MRI this past
Wednesday. I was sitting on pins and needles waiting for the results. Sometimes
24 hours can feel like forever. The next day I got the call I had been waiting
for…the call from Dr. Arnold with my MRI results.
The MRI had confirmed a stress fracture in my left inferior
pubic ramus of my pelvis and also a slight moderate stress related bone marrow
edema in the lateral superior pubic ramus. Additionally, I have a hemotoma and
synovitis in the muscles around the fracture, and a lot of
tendonosis/tendonitis going on in my hip muscles. In other words…my left hip is
a hot mess. The prognosis for recovery is to have 4-weeks of being non-weight
bearing (crutches) with no cross training besides upper body lifting. Then I
will have a follow-up in 4 weeks to see how the healing has progressed. That
will determine the next step. He expects me to be out from running for 2-3
months.
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| My MRI reading |
Am I bummed? Oh yeah! However, I have come to terms with it
and decided that I will not let myself get down. There are far too many things
in life much worse than a broken bone. I just went through my grandma’s life
and death situation…so this is nothing!! I witnessed my grandma rise up and
prove that she wouldn’t let cancer or her almost fatal ulcer stop her from
getting back to living her life. She is my inspiration. Plus, we’ve already
made a goal to walk our first mile together!
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| My beautiful and strong grandma |
Remember our bodies are resilient and strong. The key is to
be patient and let them heal. We put them through a lot of constant stress, and
sometimes our minds are too strong for our own good. We’ve been preached to by
so many about ‘listening to our bodies’. I didn’t and now I will pay the price.
I’ve been very fortunate to have never gone through a lengthy time-off injury.
It can happen to anyone at anytime. Until I return to running I will find ways
to stay happy by spending more time with family and friends, going to the gym
to lift for fun, volunteering at races, and living life in a positive manner.
There will not be any pity-parties here! I pity-partied myself out at Western
States aid station, Rucky-Chucky, this year. That’s a one and done for me!
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| The only pity-party I will allow myself this year. Besides they are LAME! |
Since I have time I will keep my injury progress updated in
my blog. Thank you for following and being my friends and fans. All of you mean
a lot to me. I promise I will be back strong for 2018!! I am SO ready for the
new year.
