Thursday, November 12, 2015


Yep, 8 months and 4 days after I broke my foot, I broke my big toe.  It was the left foot both times, and it was tripping on the stairs both times.  This one pisses me off, but it's probably not as demoralizing as the March break.

After the Murph, my right knee started giving my troubles.  I probably had it coming, the length of the trail run was asking a lot of my legs (which were not properly trained).  Anyhoo, I was thinking I was going to have to take some time away from running anyway, I just would have liked it to be on my own terms.

The doc told me its 3 or 4 fractures on the top bone of the big toe.  One goes across, one works towards the tip and on works back to the knuckle.  I couldn't see the fourth one.  She said it was lucky that it didn't break into the knuckle. That kind of break may have required a pin.  As is, I'm in the boot again for a few weeks until my followup appointment.  The doc said that normally it wouldn't be necessary to wear the boot, but the way it's broken could lead to a displacement fracture if I'm not careful. Also, I had the boot anyway, it was just a matter of digging it out of storage.

I'm not sure were this will leave me for a marathon in May.  Without complications I think I should be up and running by Christmas.  The doc also said no biking for the time being, so the new bike on the trainer in the basement will have to wait as well (more on that later). Swimming is a go, but we'll have to see if I can work up the motivation.  It's entirely possible I'm looking at a few weeks of empty beers and bags of chips.