March has had its share of misfortune, and it looks to be a disappointing month in terms of running. My enthusiasm and urge to get out the door and enjoy early springtime miles in Colorado has come to a dead stop thanks to... something?

Allow me to clarify: I'm injured, and I have no idea to what capacity.

I wasn't running any further or harder than I had before. I wasn't trying to incorporate some weird new stretching or weight training into my routine. But nevertheless, there is a throbbing, aching pain in the lower part of my left leg that simply won't go away.

At first I thought it was just fatigue from training. I gave it a day to subside, and got back out there and felt fine. Then the paint came back, so I gave it another couple days and it felt normal. But now it's inescapable, and I don't dare go back out there and try to run until I can get a doctor to have a look and see what's wrong.

It could be any number of things. A bad case of shin splints, a stress fracture, nerve pain, compartment syndrome... and Dr. Google says as much.  So, rather than risk making it worse, I've spent the past week resting up as much as possible, and I've got a doctor's appointment on Thursday.

Staring down the face of possibly not being able to run my spring races is a supremely disheartening prospect. This could take weeks or months to heal, depending on the diagnosis. At the very least, I'll be headed into the events under-trained and running the risk of re-aggravating whatever this niggle is. But, if given the choice, I definitely want to recover properly and ensure that I can return to healthy running, whenever that may be.

In the meantime, I need to make sure I don't replace the running high with my other favorite chemical boost: the sugar high. Wish me luck.



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