WARNING: If you have a weak stomach for injuries, stop reading this post.
Today ends the first week of recovery from the IL Marathon. I was running 6 Miles Recovery that will end up being logged as 5 Miles Recovery since at 5.38 I took a header right into the ground.
Our friends Mike and Jamie live in the sub-division next to ours. They are doing some home improvements and happened to be outside and I waved to Mike and said that the house was looking nice. He said “this is lap 2 for the day” and I said “yep but I only have 6 miles today so this is it for me (for laps)” because normally I come by their house a few times when my runs are longer. So I picked up the pace because I had slowed down to say hi and only got 2 or 3 houses away when I tripped on my own foot as evidenced by the huge scuff on the right toe of my shoe. I apparently didn’t get my foot picked up or something. And as any runner who has been in this situation knows, it all happens so suddenly and the fall is hard. I took a couple falling steps skinned my hands and my right knee came down very hard. I felt the knee cap shift upward sharply and the pain was instantaneous. I rolled over and immediately covered my knee with my hand.
Mike was in the yard and I yelled to him for help. He quickly came up to see that I actually hurt myself pretty good and it wasn’t just a light scrape situation. I pulled my hand back and dark blood is gushing out and I was worried because I saw a flash of white. Based on the pain I was freaked that I had bone sticking out. Lucky for me Jamie is a nurse! Mike got me a clean cloth to hold on it and got Jamie to help. Jamie’s family was in town helping with the home improvements so I got to meet them as I lay there like roadkill.
Jamie was awesome! She was not afraid of my wound and got right to assessing the situation. Mike and her parents grabbed Jamie all the things she needed: water, gauze, medical tape, surgical wrap, band aids. She was able to quickly assess that there was no bone sticking out, it was just gnarly flesh. She washed the wound and wrapped me up while I sat there crying and in pain from my knee and hip being severely jarred. She was quick with the hugs and even complimented my updated hair color. Thank you to Jamie, Mike and Jamie’s parents for being so great to me!!!
Mike and Jamie got me into their truck and drove me home to Rob. I know we totally confused Rob when we drove up to the door and I come hobbling out with bandages on my knee and hands. Rob took the next shift and got me to prompt care to get the wound irrigated and to get x-rays.
In the waiting room, Jamie’s awesome bandage work:
The nurses were impressed with Jamie’s quick handy work and could tell someone with experience patched me up. 🙂
I was in a lot of pain. Rob did a great job of getting me around in my hobbled state and held my had through the painful examination of the area. I had to get a shot for the pain, a tetanus shot (cause it had been over 10 years ago), irrigation of the wound and x-rays.
The wound is nasty!! It’s a hole! A piece of me is laying out on the road somewhere. Rob has a strong stomach and he made a face when he saw it and was like ‘woah!’ I told him to get a pic for the blog, this was going to be quite a story. It doesn’t look as bad in the picture, it was gnarly in person.
And an even more gnarly picture of me: sad, broken, over it.
So where do I go from here? First I have to heal and get a good scab before I can even consider running again. Biking is even out of the equation for now. I have no idea how long will take to get a good scab. When I’m healed enough I will try biking first and then lightly running. If there are any issues with mechanics from my knee or hip I will be going to physical therapy immediately. I hope that at least I can do some upper body weights later this week.
But first things first. I need to rest a lot and focus on getting back to mobile around the house. This will be a good chance to catch up on reading, but I have to say that reading all the latest issues of Runner’s World and Running Times just feel like salt in the wound. Maybe I’ll be in the mood later this week. For now I’m going to stick with napping, reading blogs, and watching HGTV.
Here is how the week ended up:
M: Bike 11.5 Miles Easy (P1, L3, 45:00, 15.33 mph), Strength Training
T: Bike 11.3 Miles Easy (P1, L3, 45:00, 15.07 mph), Strength Training
W: 4.08 Miles Recovery (‘Hood, 35:08, 8:37 Pace)
R: Bike 12.6 Miles Easy (P1, L4, 45:00, 16.8 mph), Strength Training
F: 5 Miles Recovery (‘Hood, 39:05, 7:49 Pace)
Sa: Bike 8.6 Miles Easy (P1, L4, 30:00, 17.02 mph), Strength Training
Su: 5 Miles Recovery (‘Hood, 39:49, 7:58 Pace) – Fell at 5.38, run ends with visit to the doctor office 😦
Total: 14.08 Miles