Since I was running or recovering from running most of the weekend, there wasn’t any cooking or baking going on and therefore, I’ve got nothing very exciting in the food/kitchen department to report. However, I’ve had a few random things going on and a super adorable picture I just have to share.
It’s been 48 hours since the half marathon and I’m still moving a little slow. 😉 Surprisingly, it’s nowhere near how sore I thought I would be feeling, but mainly just some tightness in my calves and pain in the top of my right foot.
Meet my very best friend as of late – the foam roller. Although it occasionally inflicts incredible amounts of pain, it works wonders to relieve tension and tightening in your muscles. One of those “hurts so good” moments, ya know?
Ok, so sore calves, I get it. But pain in the top of my foot? And the onset was nearly 2 hours after the race? Not sure what this is all about.
Advil to the rescue! I rarely take medicine, even as common as Advil or Tylenol. But I have been researching this foot pain to get an idea of what it could be and taking ibuprofen helps reduce pain and inflammation. All I know is it definitely helps!
I found one diagnosis that seems to make the most sense – extensor tendonitis. According to this article, “tendonitis is caused by overly tight calves, tying shoes too tight, or overused tendons from repetitive movement such as running. Tendonitis is experienced during the latter portions of training for a marathon when high mileage runs are prevalent.”
Seems spot on, if you ask me! I’m predicting my shoes were tied just fine during the race but as my feet started swelling afterwards, my shoes became tighter and irritated my foot. Additionally, my calves were sore to begin with so I’m sure that was a contributing factor as well. If my diagnosis is accurate, the good thing is rest will help it heal, which is exactly what I’ve been doing.
As I have mentioned before, living out in the suburbs is quite different than city life, especially in terms of animals. For example, I am used to seeing 8-10 deer in our neighborhood on any given day.
Well, that is until the last couple weeks where I haven’t seen a single deer. I recently learned this is prime time for mothers to have their baby fawns, so they are hiding back in the trees away from all the activity.
Last night, Dave showed me a picture one of his coworkers took over the weekend.
How stinkin cute is he?? To put the fawn’s size in perspective, this baby is approximately the size of a pair of shoes. So so tiny! Only a couple days old at most.
Dave’s coworker was out mowing his lawn one afternoon and came across this little guy curled up in the tall grass. When the newborn realized someone was near, he got up and wobbled away on his brand new, weak little legs. So precious, I can’t even stand it. You better believe I’ll have my eyes peeled for these little ones near our house. 🙂