Ironwoman, Do You Love Me Still?

So I went back to the Ortho today, because last night’s repeated shifting of the foot bones really started to drive me wild. To the point, where I was having running dreams, but the bones on my foot were shedding like fur. That really hindered my 7 minute mile dream pace.

On my way out of the office this morning, I saw the Ironwoman’s car. And I actually got a little sad. How will I ever be able to convince her to train with me now?

Ironman Stalked!

But then I wondered if, from her office, she had seen me exit my 70.3-stickered car with my boot and taken pity on me.

I wondered if she every had a 5th metatarsal break and how long it took her to recover. I wonder if she would let me ride tandem anyway.

Original artwork by Tri-ing to Be Athetic.
[Boot Added by Swim Bike Mom.]

Anyway, so after I saw the Ironwoman, I wept a little, and headed back to the Ortho doc. After waiting for an hour, the tech took new xrays, and being the nerd herd leader that I am, I asked for new copies. Again, here’s a healthy foot.

And here’s what I’m working with:

The Expert says that the bone looks better. He would know. Being an X-Pert an all. I don’t see it. I see a vast canyon of can’t-run-at-all in that picture.

I didn’t realize that the 5th metarsal was broken in two places. I learned that today. Who says you don’t learn something everyday? Boy, oh boy, I did!

That’s right! One, two broken pieces! Ah ah ah.

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So, now I am moping because for my continued recovery, I was given two options, and two options that I do not like:
1) Wait and see if it heals properly. Hopefully it will, but there are no guarantees when (or if) I will be running in the near future; or
2) Surgery, which means being completely off the foot for 6 weeks.

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Now, with two young children and a job, I can’t do the second option. Although, that is what I would prefer. I would like someone to go inside my foot and make those bones love each other again.

But instead, I wait, and “hope” for a good healing… and in the meantime just keep moving back and forth (in the pool).

Stupid boot.

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