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Hip flexor temper tantrum
My hip flexors are angry.
Every Tuesday, my hip flexors have had to endure steeplechase workouts. My hip flexors apparently are not on board with my decision to learn how to steeple. I lead with my left leg, so my left hip gets sore when I practice the water pit jump. My right hip flexor gets tired and sore when I hurdle because that's my trail leg. When I work on both elements the same day, I have a really sore butt. Sitting on my awful school-issued chair... not fun, man.
Thanks, hip flexors. I know you're there. You don't need to scream for my attention. You got your ice bath and foam roller treatment. I understand that you don't love hurdle workouts. That's just too bad, because I love them! Since you're still attaching my legs to my torso, it means you're gonna be in this position for a while- three more weeks, at least.
Today's workout was 3x800, all over hurdles, with 2:30 rest. I usually practice in the afternoon, so I'm in bed when my hip flexors are throwing their tantrums. Today... not so much. Because of a scheduling conflict, we could only use the track in the morning, The sprinters went at 7:30, and distance (minus a few- Katie had class, Ariel is still nursing her sore achilles) went at 10. I was glad that a few of my teammates got to see me practice the steeple. No one's done steeple in a few years, so nobody on my team has seen anyone from our college do steeplechase. I'm getting a lot of attention... it makes me uncomfortable. I love that my teammates are really enthusiastic about my new event, but it does make me a little self-conscious.
I'm going to have to learn to deal with the attention the steeplechase garners in the same way I am going to have to learn to deal with the elements of the race. It's all about fear. A novice steeplechaser has a lot of fear about the water pit and clearing the barriers, and my dislike of attention is kind of a fear of the spotlight. I've never had the entire team focused on my event before, because the 5k is unglamorous and boring for the sprint types to watch. The steeplechase is kind of rock star. It's badass and there's the idea of carnage. People are drawn to that kind of stuff.
Fear is actually what drew me to the steeplechase. I was talking to two novice steeplechasers three weeks ago. These two women had just learned to hurdle that week, and they were terrified. But they got to the starting line, they buckled down, and they totally kicked ass. That was when I started to think about learning to steeplechase. I brought it up to my coach that afternoon, he said he'd talk to the assistant coach about it, and on Tuesday I learned to hurdle. That was three weeks ago today. I've had a lot more time to practice than the girls I talked to that Saturday. I can be brave, too.
Every Tuesday, my hip flexors have had to endure steeplechase workouts. My hip flexors apparently are not on board with my decision to learn how to steeple. I lead with my left leg, so my left hip gets sore when I practice the water pit jump. My right hip flexor gets tired and sore when I hurdle because that's my trail leg. When I work on both elements the same day, I have a really sore butt. Sitting on my awful school-issued chair... not fun, man.
Thanks, hip flexors. I know you're there. You don't need to scream for my attention. You got your ice bath and foam roller treatment. I understand that you don't love hurdle workouts. That's just too bad, because I love them! Since you're still attaching my legs to my torso, it means you're gonna be in this position for a while- three more weeks, at least.
Today's workout was 3x800, all over hurdles, with 2:30 rest. I usually practice in the afternoon, so I'm in bed when my hip flexors are throwing their tantrums. Today... not so much. Because of a scheduling conflict, we could only use the track in the morning, The sprinters went at 7:30, and distance (minus a few- Katie had class, Ariel is still nursing her sore achilles) went at 10. I was glad that a few of my teammates got to see me practice the steeple. No one's done steeple in a few years, so nobody on my team has seen anyone from our college do steeplechase. I'm getting a lot of attention... it makes me uncomfortable. I love that my teammates are really enthusiastic about my new event, but it does make me a little self-conscious.
I'm going to have to learn to deal with the attention the steeplechase garners in the same way I am going to have to learn to deal with the elements of the race. It's all about fear. A novice steeplechaser has a lot of fear about the water pit and clearing the barriers, and my dislike of attention is kind of a fear of the spotlight. I've never had the entire team focused on my event before, because the 5k is unglamorous and boring for the sprint types to watch. The steeplechase is kind of rock star. It's badass and there's the idea of carnage. People are drawn to that kind of stuff.
Fear is actually what drew me to the steeplechase. I was talking to two novice steeplechasers three weeks ago. These two women had just learned to hurdle that week, and they were terrified. But they got to the starting line, they buckled down, and they totally kicked ass. That was when I started to think about learning to steeplechase. I brought it up to my coach that afternoon, he said he'd talk to the assistant coach about it, and on Tuesday I learned to hurdle. That was three weeks ago today. I've had a lot more time to practice than the girls I talked to that Saturday. I can be brave, too.