That phantom shin pain? It’s real.
B has diagnosed me with a shin splint, apparently aggravated/created on my 22 miler last weekend. I do commend him for being brave enough to diagnose me and then prescribe rest – I’m sure the “do NOT tell me not to run the week before the marathon” death threats I was trying to telepathically send did not fall on deaf ears. (Does that saying apply since I wasn’t audibly saying anything?)
So I’m icing, and resting, and generally trying not to move more than 10 feet at a time. I sent B to the grocery alone because other than failing to find the motivation to shower, I couldn’t bear the thought of walking up and down all the aisles for an hour. He said we could get one of those motorized shopping carts – which I think was meant to be a lighthearted joke, but almost made me cry/murder somebody. Because, REALLY?!!! Really? Another f’ing injury after training pain-free for 15 weeks? I realize you’re trying to tell me not to run marathons, (running)God, but couldn’t this have waited until like, the week AFTER? Or the first week, so I didn’t waste FOUR MONTHS of my time training and getting excited about this damn race? Hmm?
I need a drink.