I have posterior tibial tendonitis. I’m in NY for the Adidas Grand Prix. I’m in a coffee shop weighing my options – race it and see what happens or get to the Olympic Trials healthy?
The trials are in 2 weeks and I’m in shape. Like really in shape. I’m ready for a sub-32 minute 10K and a shot at the coveted ‘A’ standard. Obviously I should bite the bullet, skip the race, and look towards the main goal – racing well in Eugene. Hey, I’m still in the best city in the world, right?
Did you forget this is my first diamond league event? I refuse to make a bad impression – to not at least toe the line, to give myself a chance to prove I belong. Because, as of now, I don’t – I’m a misspelled name on the start list and the girl who “showed up a day early” to the hotel regardless of how many times I explain I’ve only ever had 1 flight itinerary, which has always landed me in the big Apple on Thursday, not Friday. I’m ready to fly around Icahn Stadium, to stop my families questions about getting a ‘real job,’ to get a big, fat, juicy new PR.
I am, however, absolutely not prepared to injure myself beyond repair for the trials. I need answers, yet my mind is full of questions. What to do, what to do?