Tomorrow will mark two weeks since my PRP injections and therefore two weeks of complete and total rest. Since taking up endurance sports, I have never done this. I thought it was going to be absolute hell, honestly, but I did ok. In fact, my doctor and PT cleared me a few days early to get back to some swimming and light cycling and I didn’t do it.
What kind of insanity is that? Well, the kind I decided might be best for me. For one, the original plan was two weeks, and so I felt like there must be a good reason for that number. For two, my red cell count is still in the tank, which the Sock Doc has suggested contributed to injury and also prevents full healing–his fix is also two weeks rest and then continued reduced volume. And third–I just wanted to see if I could make it two full weeks, as odd as that seems.
When I talk about my slight alarm at the high number of people out there constantly running marathons and ultras, and the impact that might have long-term, part of that stems from my own low blood counts. I didn’t get there without 16 years of endurance training, folks. And I have never run much more than 60 miles in a given week on only a few occasions, at my absolute highest. It never occurred to me that low red counts could contribute to injury, but I suppose it is logical. So two weeks of downtime after all these years and miles seems like it might be justified. Just some food for thought.
Back to my two weeks off. Sleeping in every day actually felt pretty good. I also stayed up a bit later than usual a couple of times (got wild and crazy at book club last week–look out!), and just lived life from “the other side,” for a change. I think it was good mentally as well as physically.
But now the old jeans are feeling a bit tight and I’m starting to feel some excess energy build up, so it’s game on and time to move forward. I’m still not sure how quickly I’ll be running, but I’m hoping sooner rather than later. I think the biggest blessing in all this is that for the first time ever in an injury layoff I am totally and completely not worried in the least about how slow the return to previous fitness will be. I just. don’t. care.
I’ve had company in my layoff, by the way. My son has recently been diagnosed with Sever’s Disease, which is a growth plate/achilles issue. His heels have bothered him for several months, so the doctor thought it was time he let them settle down. He is half way through a four-week layoff from soccer and basketball and he’s climbing the walls. But he feels much, much better, so hopefully this will be all the break he needs. Two peas in a pod over here!
Could you make it two weeks of complete rest?