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What to do, what to do….

Hunny wants my docs (rheumies) to sign off on me running any kind of distance on concrete/pavement/anything without cushion. He is worried that I am going to hurt myself and that’s going to result in me going down for more than a few days. The last time he was insistent I not do something because he thought it was going to physically harm me (although it had nothing to do with running), I ended up in such bad shape that I nearly ended up in the hospital and in bed pretty solidly for two weeks.

My argument is that the mileage is fine (10k) and I’m prepared for that.  Worst case scenario, I could either walk or not finish if something happened.

He has a voice, of course, because when I’m incapacitated (as I was earlier this week), he’s the one picking up the pieces and filling in. He doesn’t mind when it’s a freak or unexpected thing, but when it’s something I’ve set out to do despite his reservations and it goes bad, he’s not a happy camper.

Tuesday I had a weird funky episode about 45 minutes after my run.  I haven’t ever had anything like that happen before, and I haven’t had anything similar since. I was really glad I wasn’t driving, to say the least. Tuesday pm was spent in bed; some of Wednesday pm was spent in bed; I spent all of yesterday pm in bed (and really crashed hard).

I cannot argue with the logic, and certainly, in light of this new thing on Tuesday, one can counter and say that there will be other races, yada yada yada.

Obviously, I’m disappointed. To not run now, when I’ve spent the last 3 weeks really focused on this, in many ways would feel like a cop-out (even though logically I know I have real health issues that I can’t ignore). I’m annoyed to feel like I’m chickening out and “using” my illnesses as an excuse to not enter something I know I’ll have an awful finish time in.  😆

Even though my time will be atrocious (as in, some of the 10k walkers will finish with better time), the whole point for me was to set a goal and go for it, even just to finish (and yes, I keep telling myself that, in hopes I will some day believe it- honestly, I have a competitive streak and I like to do well; but here again, I know where I’m at now). The next race I’d probably have better time and longer, focused training under my belt.

The next one on the schedule is in December, and I am not sure I can physically run in colder temps (because of my Raynaud’s), because I’m supposed to gear up and avoid cold as much as possible. I’d really rather not run a sustained purple/blue, and in good conscience, I cannot say that any extent of time without blood in one’s appendages is smart and worth the possible/probably outcome. I am certain that my docs will NOT be keen on a winter run.

In all reality, that run would be out, unless it was balmy and 50 degrees, which hey, might happen. Last year, that was during our cold snap, where we had a week of sub-zero temps, with highs around -11 and -14. That weather was a total oddity, though, and unlikely to ever happen again. Most likely, it’ll be 40s to 50s, which really is not very cold for normal folks.

If that thing on Tuesday hadn’t happened, I wouldn’t think twice. I would be confident with no reservations, unless my hip was still in bad shape like it was last week.

But that thing- honestly, it left me a little shaken and concerned (mostly because we haven’t ruled out a heart issue, too :roll:), and I can’t say it can/should be entirely disregarded. I’ve dealt with so many weird, one-time bizarre things it would make your head spin (like the one time I could walk for over an hour)- but that’s the point- they are one time things and then I never have another episode.

What to do…… what to do…… anybody ever dealt with this kind of situation?  Give me your two cents, please!

 

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