The Injury that Disappeared

This is my first blog post of 2012. In fact it is my first post since before Christmas. I purposefully took off between Christmas and New Year’s, but well sometimes getting back into old habits is not easy. That being said, I’m happy to be back blogging.

This post is specifically about my 10K run in Central Park the day after my 40th birthday. It was so weird filling out the race application and listing 40 as my age, but I was thrilled that I was going to celebrate my 40th by running a 10K and with my friend, Alison.

There was one small problem. Two days before the race I decided that since my foot was feeling pretty much better that I needed something else to focus on so I tripped over the sidewalk during a run and slightly strained some muscles in my leg. The injury didn’t seem bad and I was able to finish my run just fine, but the next day I was limping. Now don’t get me wrong, this wasn’t a bad injury, but I REALLY wanted to run that 10K the next day. Plus since I had hurt my foot back in November I hadn’t run more than 4.5 miles at a time. With the lack of long distances and a slight injury I didn’t know how I’d hold up. Luckily, Alison didn’t seem to mind if we took it really slowly.

That night as I went to bed I was nervous about how my leg would do the next day. Now I wholeheartedly believe that our minds are way more powerful than we realize so I repeated to myself over and over as I drifted off to sleep that my body was healing itself. It was somehow sending healing to the hurt muscles and that my leg would be better in the morning. I know that sounds a little crazy, but hey it can’t hurt.

The next morning my alarm rang and I put my foot on the floor. I took a few steps and I’d love to say that my leg was somehow miraculously better, but it wasn’t. It was a lot better than the day before, but I was still limping. I was definitely worried, but I held onto the belief that somehow I’d finish the 10K.

I picked Alison up at 6:45 and we headed into the City for the race. I was limping the entire walk to the start line and it was a noticeable limp. We knew we’d have to go slowly. As we started running I was still limping, but after about 1 mile I wasn’t limping anymore. I had hoped that as I loosened up a little the pain would kind of fade to that dull pounding that I’ve felt on really long runs and that I could just ignore it. That wasn’t what happened though. I couldn’t feel any pain at all. My leg felt absolutely fine.

We had a great time running our 6.2 miles quite slowly and talking the entire time. I didn’t look up our time because I know it was slow, but I loved every minute of that run and by mile 2 I wasn’t worrying about my leg at all.

As we walked back to the car I was limping slightly again, but I swear that was more out of habit by then. My leg was ever so slightly tight, but no more than 6 miles could make it feel. I wondered to myself if it just needed to be stretched or worked out some.

Then I remembered my routine at bedtime the night before and wondered, “Could that have helped?” Now, I have no idea why my leg felt so much better by mile 1 of that race. Maybe it was my brain tapping unknown resources or maybe it was just an injury that needed a little workout to heal or maybe it was a late birthday gift from the Universe. I have no idea, but I do know that my leg has not hurt at all since that run and that amazes me.

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2 Responses to The Injury that Disappeared

  1. Louisa says:

    Way to go Karen. I’m glad you pushed through the pain. I had no idea you ran the 10K in the city!

  2. Kristen says:

    Great job pushing through! I hope you’re back to 100% soon!