Sad.

What I want to do most right now is to lace up my shoes, strap on my iPhone and Garmin, and go for a run!  But I can't...and it makes me sad.  This whole injury thing is starting to really wear on me.  I seriously teared up after physical therapy today, and not because I was sore or my knee hurt more, but because this slow-paced healing crap sucks!  It's been a full month now that I've been sitting out without running.  I hurt my knee on June 11th, and here it is July 12th and I'm still resting, icing, massaging, blah blah blah.  All the while I'm watching all that endurance that I had built up slowly slip away.  I was 2 stinking miles away from logging 400 miles for this calendar year and now...nothing.

I started PT last week and I am seeing benefit from the cross friction massage and the Dexamethasone iontophoresis treatments, but the waiting for the go ahead to even try to jog is killing me.  And it seems as though it will be awhile longer before that's even a consideration.   And a pretty slow process once I get there.  I'm inpatient and sad.

I realize this is a pretty petty and insignificant problem in the scope of all the things that one could have to deal with, but it has me very down at the moment none the less.  I'm very much hating to admit that Chicago Marathon 2012 is going to be a lot different than last year's experience, and I will likely be walking quite a bit.  Sad.

On a lighter note, I did walk in the Cannibal (time was 43:24 on my Nike+ app), and more importantly and exciting is that my 3 girls did the Fun Run which was their first race ever.  They all did great and were happy to get a bottled water and medal at the end.  It was crazy hot, even early in the morning.  I was a proud Mama : )