I’ve only been to Miramar Lake 3 times in the many years I’ve been in San Diego and all of them were within the past 1.5 months.  Miramar Lake is pretty nice to watch the sunset.  Actually, the sunset was pretty amazing on Sunday, I wish we would have stayed 10 minutes longer to watch it.

Anyway…

C. and I had plan to run a 5K at Miramar Lake on Sunday but on Saturday I had further hurt my ankle since I hurt it the previous weekend working out.  The previous weekend, I was sprinting and I stepped on root or large piece of bark on the grass, rolled my ankle, and fell over.  Surprisingly it wasn’t that painful throughout the week.  Then on Saturday, the last drill we did, I totally hurt it again.  Partly my fault because earlier on during practice, I had adjusted the straps on my ankle brace to be higher up, since it was kind of cutting into my heel.  And then what?  Well, I ended up rolling it right under the strap.  Fail.  This time hurt way more than last week.  But C. was telling me that “a hurt ankle is no excuse to not go running”.  Dang, I didn’t even get to use the excuse before it got rejected.  Haha.

I limped around all Saturday night, iced, and wrapped it.  Tried to elevate while sleeping, that failed.  Still felt pretty sore on Sunday but I decided to suck it up and try running.  C. was like, its a 4.92 mile loop, be ready to run!  I was like, “what?! just because the loop is that long, doesn’t mean you have to run the whole thing…”  She thought otherwise.  Whatever.  So, I taped up, ankle braced it up and off we went to the lake.

Less than 30 seconds into the run, my leg cramped!  It was the side tendon, outside part of my leg between the calf and shin.  Less than 30 seconds.  How lame is that?  I felt so embarrassed and lame.  We didn’t come all the way out here to not run!  I realized it was because I had been limping around all night and morning that I had fatigued that muscle so when I tried to run, it just cramped immediately.  So, I sat down, ripped off all the tape and ankle brace stuff because I also think that every time I have that stuff on, something else on my leg gets jacked up.  So I massaged it for like a minute and got up.

I felt really lame.  So I had to go on.  So off we went.  Multiple times I thought it was going to just die and cramp but I kept running.  Sometimes, it felt like when I went slower, it was going to cramp so I had to go faster!  So the goal was to run 10 minute miles.  C. was going to pace me.  The first one was around 9:45 I think.  I think we ended up just over 20 for mile 2?  C. was trying to get me to pick up the pace but I was too tired cause we ran too fast earlier.  Mile 3 she took off so I just ran myself.  I ended up at 34:24 minus the time I stopped to remove the ankle brace and massage my cramp.  Man, running 3 miles is tiring especially when its not flat.  My ankle and leg also starting hurting more in the 3rd mile.

I decided to walk for awhile after 3.  The original plan was to walk the last 2.  C. just took off and ran all 4.92 miles.  I decided to walk for 1/2 a mile and then try to run the rest.  I ran probably just over 1 mile when I saw C. start walking my way with water.  WATER!  So thirsty.  So I walked the rest.

All in all, I ran 4 miles (even though I had a break)!!  That’s the most I’ve run since 6th grade!!  I felt so accomplished, especially with a bum leg and considering I couldn’t even run 1 mile to MOL’s house a few months ago.  :)

The end.