Well you may be wondering about the latter half of the title of this post. Yes. I got a steroid injection in my foot for the plantar fasciitis and it hurt. My foot didn’t seem to be making any progress in healing (or at least not fast enough) so I talked with my doctor and he recommended getting the shot. There is a lot of speculation out there about steroid injections. Some people say that it only masks the pain or weakens the muscle while other swear by its healing powers. I decided to ignore all of that and listen to what my doctor thought was best so I went for it.
Ouch. Think about how a normal shot feels. Now think about getting that shot but having the needle in your foot for a good 30 seconds. NOW think about having the needle jabbed right into a muscle that already hurts. That’s what it felt like. After getting the shot, the doc told me not to run for 2 days. I decided to take a full week off from any exercise to really make sure the steroid was through my system. Let me tell you, steroids mess with your whole body, not just the muscle it was injected in.
After a week’s rest, I tried to run just 1 mile to see how it went. NO PAIN. HALLELUJAH. I knew it was too soon to jump to any conclusions but I CAN say that it is definitely a step in the right direction. I’ve been cross training on the bike and weight training and cut back my running to 2 or 3 miles only a couple times a week. Unfortunately, I don’t think running a entire half marathon in October is in the cards BUT I will be running as much of it as I can without doing any further damage to my foot. After the half, I will start again, pick another goal race and safely work towards it.
Take a look at this quote:
I like to think that everything happens for a reason. Maybe getting plantar fasciitis was God’s way of slowing me down and preventing me from getting an even scarier injury. Who knows, but it’s an easy way to wonder why certain things happen to us.
This morning I did another 2 mile run. I haven’t been running in the morning because my foot hurts the worst first thing. After the shot, the morning pain went away almost entirely but I was still reluctant to run. I tried a couple miles and forgot how wonderful the morning runs are. The air is fresh, there’s a nice quietness to the neighborhood and we had a pretty epic sunrise. I guess this just reassures the title and purpose of this blog. What can I say? I’m a morning person.
Today’s advice: Go with the flow.