Fast forward a few days, I had a dilemma, a real problem. I could get into to see the Doc but, it was at the end of the 3.5 hr block that Chloe is at school. These blocks of time are my only out door running time when Doug is out of town (which he has been for a few weeks now). So what would I do? Not run so I could go to the doctor? Crazy talk, I had 2hrs between dropping Chloe off and the appointment time. Run a short run then shower up and head to the appointment? Nonsense I had a 2hr block of time, I couldn't waste 1hr cleaning up. Eureka, I had it, the dude is a Sports Doctor right? Surely he has dealt with sweat before...you know where I am going with this...yep, dropped Chloe off, sped over to the Doctors Office, hopped out and ran 15.6 miles before I ran in for my appointment. Ok it was slightly embarrassing to be sweaty with some HOT Triathlete Doctor touching my feet but, I got over it, and at least I had shaved (thanks Cindy for reminding me to do that) lol. So what did the HOT doctor do for me?
He started by watching me walk. Deduced my metatarsal was messed up, duuuuuhhhhh, that is why I was there. But then I got up on the table and that guy, bent the hell out of my toe, holy crap, he bent it so far back I thought it was going to snap clean off. You know what, it hurts, yep, might find this nuts but, if your metatarsal is really hosed up it hurts like the dickens for someone to mash their stupidly strong thumb into it and take their other stupidly strong hand and bend the toe in 1/2. But dang, it worked. Got up walked around and sure enough it didn't hurt so much. Then Doctor McHotty got it in his head to "fix" my plantar fasciitis as well. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I should have run from the room when he pulled out his magical plastic scraping tool but I had no idea what was coming next. He opens a drawer and grabs some sliver of plastic, and then goes to town scraping, yes folks, scraping the fascia, it sounded awful (like he was dragging the plastic over cement) and didn't feel so great either. But by the next day and especially two days later it was feeling pretty dang great and that was with 30+ miles run on it. Yes, Doc McHotty did tell me it was best not to run on it for a few days but, when a patient runs to the office for treatment you sort of know the probability of them taking time off is somewhere between non existent and zero.
The proof is in the pudding...foot is feeling a ton better. Since I managed to crank out 92 miles in the first 6 days of this past week I am giving myself 2 days off to see if I can get this foot really feeling better. Pretty psyched with ART and with my mileage. I think ole Doc McHotty deserves a: WOOOT WOOOT!
One more big mileage week before I begin my taper for Rocky.
Happy Running Everyone.
