I've been going on the assumption since last week that I'm dealing with a very bad case of medial tibial tendinitis - the same injury that had me sidelined a few years ago. It felt very similar (except in a different area of my shin), and based on her examination, my doctor agreed that it was the same basic injury rearing its ugly head again.
So I've been cross-training like a fiend, I've had a couple PT appointments, and I've been stretching and doing the exercises I'm supposed to do. And I have felt improvement.
But all along, there's been this little nagging voice in my head that keeps telling me that it doesn't feel quite the same this time. Hard to describe how, but the pain this time is a little different. Not worse - it definitely hurt really, really bad the last time I had this - but just a different type of pain.
Which, of course, has me wondering if the diagnosis I received is not 100% accurate.
My plan had been to try a short test run this weekend to see how things were feeling. But as I look at the calendar and I see how quickly the start of Boston training is approaching (scheduled to begin in January), I get very nervous.
What if I try to start running again, only to find that it gets worse? What if I run for a week or so, and then end up limping back to my doctor? What if trying to run on it does nothing but set me back even further, jeapordizing my Boston training?
I'm just not willing to take that risk. But I also don't want to wait another 3 weeks to run if it isn't necessary. Basically, I don't want to be in limbo anymore.
So I called my doctor yesterday and they've ordered an MRI. It hasn't been scheduled yet, but I hope to know today or tomorrow when I'll be going in - and hopefully it's asap!
I obviously am still really, really hoping that it's not a stress fracture. Tibial stress fractures typically require at least 2 months of no running, if not more. But if it is a stress fracture, I'd rather know now, instead of finding out by trial and error and running on it and making it worse.
So I'm nervous, but also glad that I'll be getting a definitive answer sometime soon.
And in the meantime, there's trick-or-treating with my three nutty little boys tonight to help keep my mind off things -
Oh, and this, too : )
I still remember vividly watching them win in 2004, and when I think about it, I get goosebumps, and I can honestly remember exactly how exhilirating and unbelievable it was - definitely one of the best moments in sports ever, and I don't know that any other Red Sox win will quite compare to that.
But the win this year carries meaning of a different sort, and when I think back on watching the finish this year, with Gabe and Dante sitting on the couch next to us (sleepy but excited, as they had been sound asleep for hours, but we woke them up at the top of the 9th, so they could see the final three outs), it's a different kind of exhiliration. A little quieter, and a little more thoughtful. But certainly no less amazing.
I can't wait to watch footage of Saturday's parade, and to see joy and celebration and FUN return to the streets of Boston.