Instead of doing my long run on Sunday I went kayaking. I have been wanting to kayak forever and when my friend Magda invited to join her and her son, I jumped at the chance. The long run could be postponed and after a seriously stressful week, I needed to just relax.
We had an 8 am appointment for the kayak rental at Weeki Wachee, which is about an hour from where we live. We arrived at about 7:50 and the gate was closed with a sign to call for entry. I called, no answer. Now mind you, I may be an impatient New Yorker, but these people said we should be there by 7:45 am the latest, yet is was 7:50 am and no one was in sight.
We ate our breakfast in the car and at 8:10 am I called again. This time I got an answer. They were on their way and will be to us in a few minutes. At 8:20 am we got in, 35 minutes after they said for us to be there. This was the only hiccup, because everything else went smoothly and quick. For $35 we had the kayak until 5pm if we wanted and this company doesn’t charge late fees if you run late, many do. By 8:45 am we were on the water kayaking!
You cant tell very well by these pictures but the water was crystal clear. It was absolutely beautiful! The feeling of tranquility being out in nature on the water felt amazing, it was just what I needed! We saw a water moccasin, it crossed our path and swan into the bushes. I have never seen a snake swim and I am not sure I want to again. We also saw a turkey, he or she was pretty cute. We stopped a couple of times to swim in the springs and the water was just perfect, so refreshing.
Toward the end of our travels down the river, which was about 4.5 miles, there was a rope you could use to swing on and jump into the water. May people were doing it and while it looked scary, it also looked fun, so I decided I would try. Unfortunately for me as I was climbing the ladder my left foot slipped. Somehow my right middle toe hit something and was turned the wrong way. Funny thing is that I didn’t feel any pain, I just looked down and was like uh-oh I just dislocated my toe. My nursing instinct took over and I pulled it back in place, although at this point I was pretty sure I broke it. The guy who was behind me looked pretty sick and just said, “yeah I am not doing this” and he jumped back in the water and swam away.
This pretty much put a damper on the rest of the trip because all I could think about was my toe and how now I am not going to be able to run again for probably 4-6 weeks. Thankfully, we were close to the end at this point and we got to see two manatees!!!! They are such beautiful creatures, unfortunately I couldn’t get a picture because they went by too fast. Overall it was an amazing experience, with the exception of my toe.
The toe itself is broken and dislocated. The orthopedist reset it yesterday and buddy taped it (meaning it’s taped to the toe next to it). I am in a small post-op boot for now and I will be unable to run for about 4 weeks. I do have a 5K on May 21, which she said I should be able to at least walk. I also have a half on June 5. She said I could potentially do it, but I just need to see how I feel in a sneaker at that point. Thankfully, this will not affect my training for the NYC Marathon.
I am basically not doing anything daring anymore and will wrap myself in bubble tape for the next month! I plan to cross train and do upper body work to keep my fitness level up, there will be no falling into a depression this time.
How do you deal with injuries?