I went for a really, really nice hike yesterday. It was beautiful. Fall leaves turning red and orange, bright sunny day, crisp air with a blue sky…chatting with some friends and standing aside for mountain bikers as they zipped by…
I was breaking in my boots and new backpack for my January trip down to Peru to hike the Inca Trail and so I stuffed it full of clothes, my therma rest with sleeping bag, travel books, etc. I added a few more hardcovers to try and up the weight to the limit of 40 lb (probably only got to 25-30, but anyway…)
Near the end of the hike I was walking up a slight incline and felt a small extra stretch in my left calf. My left calf that 17 weeks ago became strained and made me fear of a worse tear. Nine years have passed since the initial insult and here it returns. Today I can’t walk normally. My calf is so tight today that if I even straighten it quickly, I feel a sharp pain just below the back of my knee.
(Insert another explicitive.) I’m scheduled to run the marathon ONE WEEK from today. My IT band is still nagging, but that can be cured with a shot of cortisone. What now, what about this (explicitive) muscle!!!!!
Will I make it to the 26.2 mile finish line… I don’t know if I can even walk a mile at this point. Am I optimistic? No.
Will I try anyway? Yes. With every broken muscle fiber in my body.
The Inspired Dr.Mom 