I was in a lot of foot pain after the half marathon on Thanksgiving. I saw a doctor, and got no diagnosis, just that is it not broken, and its not a stress fracture. I was told not to run for at least a week, and to stop running if I feel the pain again. Not running has been driving me nuts. My foot does hurt, fortunately though yesterday was my first day of not limping, and today I hardly had any pain. I might be able to try a short run next week. All this couldn't have come at a worse time, with my first marathon being 14 days away.
Since I can't run, and its not my prerogative to sit around and do nothing, I have really been ramping up the time on the bike trainer and time in the pool swimming. Doing those two things doesn't hurt my foot. Wednesday I did a 2000 meter swim. It was a real confidence booster, since that is a little longer than the swim at a half ironman, and I swam it way under the swim cut-off time for a half iornman. So now I know I will be ok in my first half ironman in May.
Now for the anxious part, my husband Joel is days away from coming home from his deployment to Iraq. I can't even put into words how excited I am. He left only 4 weeks after my surgery, and its been a really long year. He has been my biggest supporter from afar this whole year, and now he will finally be able to support me here, standing next to me. I can't wait for that first embrace and kiss, so much has happened since the last time we embraced and kissed. I love him so much.