so for the past week or so, i've been havin killer issues with my leg.. and when your shin hurts, it's kinda hard to run 6 miles.. so i went to the trainer at school. like 4 times. she rubbed me out and then taped my arch, tellin me that my arches are falling and that i need new 200.00 shoes. about that.. ya see, i'm 16 and i don't have a job.. nor do i plan on getting one in the near future.. mostly cause the parentals have made it pretty clear that my "job" is school, taekwondo, and running. so i'm only being the good kid my parents have asked for. right???
so i've been icing and stretching and doing everything that i was told to do.. then all of a sudden there was some kinda nasty lump on the inside of my shin.. oh joy... so i told coach and she said it might be a lactic acid pocket... or some kinda knot.. the trainer said that it was just a knot that would go away. Or it could be the beginnings of a stress fracture. And every day that i would go in after that she said it was more then likely a stress fracture. Progressively, it got worse. To the point where walking hurt. So i limped:). But with enough advil, you could hardly feel anything..
Bob Firman rolled around and of course i raced. I sucked. But i finished. :/.. thing is that after that, i couldn't walk.. and stairs were death. good thing i live on the second story. But then my daddy noticed me looking all retarded and things so he asked my mommy to make me a doctors appointment. for today. yay... :p
Today i went to practice with hopes of coach c not being there so i could just limp my way home and call it good for the day. but of course she was there. and i ran. we were gonna go for a 50 but i got to like orem boulevard when coach told me to go back cause i was limping way to much for her liking. so i ran back. well kinda.
But finally 4:10 rolls around and i show up at the doctors office.. there's a thing about doctors offices that makes me kinda iffy about the whole thing.. usually i'm just there for a physical but this time i wasn't.. hmmm... anyways i get there and dr crockett is all smiles. and he asks why i'm there. and i told him the story. Then he asked who i ran xc for and when i said MV.. he looked at me with huge eyes and said "Wow. You guys have an AMAZING winning tradition and program." haha yeah doc.. we do. we are kinda the shiz... but he poked my leg all pro and then made me get a few x rays.
once they were developed, dang... i have pretty amazing legs.. that's all i can say.
BAHAHAH just kidding :)
But there was a dark spot on my shin and turns out it's a blood pocket thing.. and pretty much, it's just a shin splint that's kinda bad. so tape, ice, and advil should tie me over till after region :) yay. then i'm out for 1 to 2 months.. ha yeah right. 5 weeks tops. if that.. thanks doc:)
Pretty much, you lied to me ashley.. ( i think that's the trainers name...?) you failed me woman..
so that's my life up to the moment.. yep yep:)
Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows that it must run faster than the slowest gazelle, or it will starve. It doesn't matter whether you're a lion or a gazelle when the sun comes up you'd better be running.
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