I’ll be keeping this post short because quite honestly typing with only my left hand is tedious at best, frustrating at worst. At least I have a valid excuse for typos.
When I took a trail running clinic it was noted that the risk of traumatic injury increased, but the risk of chronic overuse injuries decreased. I am now walking proof of that statement. I have noticed fewer of my regular aches since I started adding trail running into my training. Of course I am also now sporting a cast, black eye, fat lip and glued together chin. I also now have my all-time favourite running picture, even though I am not actually running:
Couldn’t resist showing this photo again! The emails and comments I have had about this photo have been hilarious. There must be a million worse things you can do to the human body, and yet a dislocated finger is almost guaranteed to make stomachs turn. In case you want another:
Sorry for the lack of focus – a left handed photo in a moving car is tougher than you might think.
One friend wanted to know if this would affect my new found love of trail running. Definitely not! I really do love the trails and couldn’t wait to get out there again. That was why this morning we headed out bright and early in already soaring temperatures to run MEC race #5 in the Gatineau hills. The boys and I took to the trails of Camp Fortune, a local ski hill which of course means some hill work. I wanted so badly to run but also knew a fall could cause even more damage to the broken bone in my hand, despite the support of a cast. I decided to compromise: do the 6k race instead of the 15k and then add a road run where I would hopefully be less likely to fall.
Short version, I had a great time going very easy on the trails and by the time I crossed the finish line my Garmin showed that the 6k race was actually 6.9 km. The worst part was that in the almost 40 degree humidex I couldn’t be fully sprayed by the lovely volunteer with a hose – my cast can get sweaty but not wet. I then did some stretching, had a drink, changed my trail shoes to road shoes and headed out again for almost 5 and a half kms. I was never fast but I was so damn happy to be running! How lucky am I that my complete wipeout did not result in injuries that would prevent me from running? My only regret is that I probably limit my “trail” running to fairly even surfaces right now. My guess is that the hand surgeon I have an appointment with this week would lose his mind if he saw me running down narrow, rocky trails today. I can tell you though that there will be more trail races in my future. I will particularly be looking forward to more of the “no frills” MEC races. I am getting past the point of needing more medals and t-shirts, so these local, $15 races are perfect.
That’s it, no more typing. Instead, a few pics:
And finally, my morning at the Almonte Hospital “Spa”: