I am weak and feeble! Well, my ankles are anyway. I have always known this as I have an affliction known as ‘collapsible ankle’.
Picture this, there I am walking along the high street, in flats, sober, in the middle of the day on a completely flat and level surface and boom, over my ankle goes and me nearly with it. Now imagine how much worse that is if you add alcohol and heels! I have had collapsible ankles for as long as I can remember – it’s an in joke with my hubby and close friends how often I fall over, well er nothing, but I never quite connected that with my achilles issue – dur!
As you can imagine I was demanding, impatient and probably the worst client anyone can wish for (I certainly wouldn’t want to be my physio). As soon as I arrived, I announced I DID NOT WANT orthotics, that I had rested for two weeks and that was plenty and that she had better fix me so that I can start my marathon training on the 7th November. Luckily, she was very calm, professional and knowlegdable and soon put me in my place.
I have some strengthening exercises and stretches to help make my ankles less collapsible. Currently, I am putting 60% of my weight onto my right side and only 40% on my left when I am walking normally, and I don’t use the side of my foot or my toes – FREAK!
I need orthotics – the most damage is done when I’m NOT in running shoes which makes sense as I wear non running shoes 95% of the time. I asked if it was possible to not have them, she said yes as long as I didn’t want to run again…nuff said.
I can’t run for 4 – 6 weeks, nor can I do lunges or squats, however I am allowed to go to spinning as it’s non weight bearing so I’m a little more confident that I’ll be able to maintain CV fitness for when I can start my training plan.
I didn’t realise just how big a part of my life running has become until I got this prognosis (is that the right word…hm not sure, it’s late…anyhoo…). When she said I can’t run for 4-6 weeks I cried. I was sooooo embarrassed – imagine crying just because you’ve been told you can’t run for 6 weeks! I felt a bit of an idiot, but I’m still a bit choked now, I am missing my hubby (he’s on a boys trip in Vegas) as he knows how much running means to me and would give me a big hug and a glass of wine and say just the right things to make me feel better. I can’t open a bottle of wine just for one glass as I hate leaving a bottle half empty and so I’d probably end up drinking the whole bottle and that would be really bad on a middle of the week school night wouldn’t it???