Gahhh, I don’t even know how to explain the weird pain I felt today.
I set up for a 6 mile run… 2 warmup, 2 tempo, 2 cooldown, easy as pie right? 1 mile into it, and I’m talking my Garmin beeped and it was literally right at mile 1 that I felt some horrid pain in my pelvis. Yes my pelvis. It was searing sharp, shooting, and hurting. I had no phone to call for help, so I decided to try and walk it off and maybe it would go away and I could continue on. Nope. So I turned around and walked super slow the mile back home. I was able to figure out that it hurt mostly on the left side and when I stepped on my left foot. The pain subsided to a level that I could handle, but at first I didn’t think I’d be able to walk home it was so bad although there was no pain to the touch. I was poking at my pelvis in the middle of the sidewalk during rush hour with no shame at all. I’ve had this pain before, last year I remember clearly this happened on a run and I think I may have felt it yesterday when walking around but I wasn’t sure….now I’m sure, it was the warning sign.
My first guess was that I had a small tear in my lower ab muscle on the left side where it connected to the pelvis… but I don’t think so anymore because I just did a sit up without pain and if I had a tear it would have killed right? I think so. My second guess is that I somehow tweaked a nerve in an unfortunate location. I don’t know if this is possible, but I just don’t know what else it could be.
Anyways, it’s probably something strange that won’t appear again for a long time because it has no known cause. This week was destined from the start to be a poor running week with low mileage, my long run is planned for Sunday, after a wedding weekend of festivities, and at least those are still going well. I’ve been reading a lot about running lately and although the most important part of marathon training are the long runs, it’s also important to keep your weekly mileage up to build a good base.
Thankfully, Abe cooked dinner. I was craving raman and he was craving pho, so he put something together into a soup with just about everything we had in the house using up all our produce. I am thankful that I have someone who can cook and who likes to cook. If I were on my own I’d blend up a smoothie, find myself a brownie, and call it a night, but this was of course much more palate pleasing because we added siracha!
Tomorrow we’re heading out for a wedding weekend in RI. It’s all very exciting, I hope I remember to bring everything! I can’t wait to try all the food : )