One of our very good friends, Alexey Taranenko, decided to start running almost immediately after the start of the project «Run, about-everything.wiki, run ». Namely, on the day when we arranged a live broadcast of my race.
At first it was hard and unpleasant, but then Lyosha read the book «Running with Lydiard » and, as I understand it, there was no stopping him. Looking at the pace at which he increases his distance, I felt a little uneasy, because I perfectly understood what all this could lead to. When Alexey's leg started to hurt and he was thinking whether to run or take a break, to my cautious remark, or maybe a break?», he received some advice from particularly zealous runners in the style of «It's just your body getting used to it. No stops!».
I was also gaining momentum pretty quickly. But I had good physical fitness, I knew perfectly well what pace I could withstand, and I had a sad experience of sports injuries that stretched for a year. Now I understand that the stretching I received at the age of 13 during acrobatics training has done me good — I am now in no hurry and calculate my strength very carefully. Therefore, when Alexey wrote that his leg was hurting quite a lot and for a long time, I immediately asked him to slow down.
The result: Lyosha went to the doctor, received a strict reprimand and a calm regime for his leg and light treatment for three weeks. This did not discourage the desire to run, but now he will take a short break and start all over again at a more moderate pace.
And Alexey was not too lazy and wrote an interesting post about the experience he received. I think it will be not only interesting to read it, but also useful for the same «hurriers ».
Thank you very much, Lyosha :)
It was supposed to be a fun, positive and motivating post about how a person who had never been able to run joined the running stream in a month and began to easily overcome ten-kilometer distances. But, having run almost a hundred kilometers in three weeks, I unexpectedly (as I thought) almost got a pretty serious injury, which forced me to look at everything in a new way and share my experience. From which, it seems to me, there will be much more benefit than from another success-story.
I've never been able to run. The school three kilometers always seemed like a monstrous ordeal that I would never be able to cope with. And my parents protected me in every possible way from excessive physical exertion, since I was considered a sickly child and not predisposed to sports. Therefore, medical examinations, health groups and other nonsense were used, which, however, did not prevent me from spending all the breaks and physical education lessons on the basketball court. Three times I tried to start running, becoming infected with this culture either in films, or when necessary, when I had to prepare for the physical training exam at the military department. The result, as a rule, was the same — I threw it in a month or two. And when Ira started her project "Run, Lifehacker, Run," I couldn't run two kilometers without taking a step and catching my breath. But then the book "Running with Lydiard" got into my hands, I realized that I was doing everything wrong, and I started again.
The process went surprisingly well, starting from 15-20 minutes at a speed of 8 minutes per kilometer, I began to progress quite quickly. And soon I could run five or more kilometers, spending 7-7.5 minutes on each. I took the Lydiard program for amateurs as a basis and it went-it went. I got infected with running, started building my schedule around jogging and hesitantly thinking about the fact that it's too early next year, but in a year I will definitely run the Kiev Marathon. I even took part in the Autumn Leaf run in Brovary, running 9.2 km in 59 minutes (there is nothing to be proud of, but for me personally it was a super result). But all of a sudden, after resting for two days from this run, I went out in the morning, ran five at the same pace of 6:10 per kilometer and when I came home I realized that I could barely walk. While I was still running, it seemed to be nothing, but after an hour I could no longer stand on my right foot. The hope that "it will pass by itself" was not justified either the next day, or two, or five. And it all ended with a visit to the Institute of Orthopedics, where they made a preliminary diagnosis — a stress fracture. Which, fortunately, was not confirmed, but transformed only into bone overload with minimal necessary treatment. The cause was previously undiagnosed flat feet of the first degree. And the good thing is that I turned and found the reason. Would stop hurting, would start running again. And there it is already up to that very stress fracture at hand.
I'm not going to give up running and, moreover, agitate someone against. I really like it and I hope to get to the start of the marathon one day. It's just that before you seriously get carried away with them, you need to check your feet for fitness, identify foot defects and choose the right shoes. And also categorically do not rush to increase the load. Jogging (jogging) is seven or more minutes per kilometer. The same Lydiard recommended not to accelerate for at least six weeks. And I really shouldn't have listened to him. Nothing, there are three weeks of rest ahead, orthopedic insoles will settle in running shoes, and I will start anew "quietly."
