Shin splints suck.

I, apparently, am the definition of the beginner runner, the zealous convert, the veritable King of Too Much, Too Fast, Too Soon.

It started a week ago, when I did this run, a 9.6 mile long, slow run. I felt fine during it - got rewarded with some spectacular views of Denver and the Front Range too. However, much of it was on pavement and asphalt, as there seems to be a dearth of suitable running paths (or I just haven’t looked hard enough).

The next day, mild shin splint pain set in. So, I diligently iced my shins, wrapped them in Ace bandages, talked sweetly to them, bought them dinner, etc. By Thursday, they felt fine, and I thought maybe I was up for a short run at lunch time.

Well, that was a mistake.

A mile out from the office, my shins let me know they were not pleased with me. I took it easy getting back to the building, got some ice from the cafeteria, and began the healing process anew.

They feel okay today, but I’m not taking any chances. I guess I will take the week off and just stick to non-impact cardio, although the elliptical machine and stationary bike have nothing on being out in the world, running.

On the bright side, I am getting some great tacit knowledge about a variety of running injuries, the kind of learning you just can’t get from Google (but probably don’t want anyway).

Still aiming for a marathon this summer sometime. Let’s see what I can hurt next.