I love my family

This isn't the normal style post for this blog. It has nothing to do with running, and everything to do with family.


I shouldn't complain, because there are other people in my life that are going through harder times than me right now.

That said, I need to vent a bit to the masses. It has been a rough week. if you don't know, Morgan had a nasty accident yesterday that gave her a nice gash above her eye. A 4 hour ER trip ended with 3 stitches for my little trooper. I have been lucky to only have a few bums and bruises with my three girls, but yesterday was the first big accident that required an ER trip. Don't get me wrong, I have myself been in the ER half a dozen times in my life, so its nothing new. But when its your daughter, who sees blood running down her face from the open gash above her eye and begins to cry hysterically, it can be somewhat traumatic for a parent. Especially a dumb one like me who thinks he can always protect his daughters from getting hurt.

Fast forward to today. I have a funeral to attend this evening where I am attending to support my two cousins who lost their father. I will see my father for only the 2nd time in 3 years. The man who thinks he owns me because he has the title of "father" to me, thinks he can do or say whatever he wants without consequences. Someone who abandoned me and my sisters, lived a double life, and has never been there for me or my sisters in the times we need someone most. Just because you participated in the act of conception with my mother, doesn't mean that you were actually my dad when growing up. I learned everything on my own. The only father figure in my life is my father in law, Ralph Graham. A man who knows what it is to be a father and how to raise his kids. A man/father/husband I strive to be like one day.

Today, I am going to a funeral where the police have been told to have someone on hand to assist, because the so called "adults" in the family are a bunch of children who hold grudges against one another over 5%, or blame people for the deaths of their parents in their drunken and/or drug induced rage.

I dread going to this tonight because the man I once called dad at a young age is only going so that he can pick a fight with me. the same man who dragged my wife and her family through the mud, saying, with no supporting actions, that my in-laws "think of him as a piece of shit" and that I am "ashamed of my last name." A last name doesn't make who I am or who I should be. I am not a Kennedy. My last name might die with me someday, but when it does, it will not be remembered for the time the police had to attend a Stoicoiu funeral, but for how loving the children (me and my cousins) of the immature parents, managed to break free from the stupidity of our elders, vowed to never raise or treat their children like their parents treated them, and to always be there for their family, whether its blood relatives, in-laws, or out-laws (thats for you Ashley and Greg!).

Some people have to realize its not about them all the time, and that there are possibilities that their actions have caused others harm, not just physically but emotionally too.

A Visit to the Sports Doc

**UPDATED** I posted example X-Rays that were not mine, which didn't do my break in my ankle justice. I picked up the X-Rays today and you can see them below. **UPDATED**

So I went to the Sports Med Doc today to get my knee checked out. While I was there I also mentioned my ankle, which has been rolled/sprained a dozen times since I was 14. The ankle gave me problems periodically, but nothing big. The knee was really hurting lately with even some swelling.

He orders X-Rays while I am there and head back in to see Dr. Bart. He says "Hey Paul, wait here let me check the x-rays." So I hang out in the hallway and look at his running posters. After being in his office for less than a minute I hear, "Holy Crap!"
Heart hits the floor. "Dammit, my knee is worse than I thought." I thought to myself. Is it a torn meniscus? ACL/MCL tears?

Nope... The knee has a mild case of "runner's knee," typically caused by fast increases in mileage, which I know I have been known to do.

Now keep in mind, I have an MRI scheduled on Monday 1/30, but the doc is 99% sure he is right, and this guy is good (Tom Bartsakos). And, as I can even see from the X-Rays below, there is a bone just hanging out.

Turns out, when I rolled my ankle in track my Junior year of high school, I broke a bone in my ankle. "Closed nondisplaced fracture of medial malleolus of right tibia with nonunion." Say that 10 times fast. Not to mention, "footballer's ankle." Yes, that last one is a real type of injury.

So I picked up digital copies of the X-Rays, which you can see below. In the first picture, to the left, you can see what the doctor called "bodies" between the outside bone and my foot. Those are rubbing against ligaments which can cause tearing and even make the bone grind. Ouch. Then on the right side of both pictures, one a big circle, the other a square, you can obviously see a piece of bone that broke off years ago. He believes it is a non-union heal, meaning it probably fused with tendons, ligaments, and other tissue back to the main bone. This is what causes the shooting pain I get when I twist or bump the inside part of my ankle. Because a bone broke and didn't heal.

 That part of the bone was broken sometime in the past 15 years. Because it was misdiagnosed as an ankle sprain (which turns out to happen more often than you would think), the bone never healed appropriately. The bone ended up fusing to scar tissue and ligaments, which then fused to the bone. Sounds fun right?

So what is the treatment? Arthroscopic surgery on the "footballer's ankle" part. The other, requires surgery.

The biggest bummer? He said that my goal of running the Akron marathon this year are down the shitter, and that I need only do "non-impact" exercise. Which translates to, NO RUNNING.

How can you tell that to someone who has just spent a few hundred dollars on registration fees, compression socks, Vibram Five Finger shoes, and other running gear. Not to mention, I just registered for the Cleveland Rite Aid Half Marathon in May.

So surgery of some kind is needed. That surgery could be weeks away. I have spent the past 10 years running on this injury. What is a few more weeks?

What Dr. Bart doesn't know, is that I don't like it when people tell me I can't do something, especially related to sports and running. I am going to continue running with an ankle brace and ice after each run. Then, when surgery comes, I will have a decent base to hopefully maintain with some non-impact rehab like bicycling and/or the pool.

I will run Cleveland Half Marathon, and I will run the Akron Marathon.

Challenge, ACCEPTED!!!!!

Akron Marathon Relay

This past Saturday I participated in my first big running event, ever.  Even though I have been running for nearly two decades, I never made it 15 minutes down the road in Akron to be apart of the Akron Marathon and one of its running events.  This year, I was finally able to find a relay team to run on.

Approximately 16,000 runners ran in the event in some capacity this year, whether it was the full or half marathon, or the 5 person relay team.  The picture above doesn't do justice to the amount of people gathered on N. Broadway St. just before 7am to get ready to race.

There were so many people, that Eric and I stood at the starting line to watch everyone take off.  We stood there for almost 10 minutes for the last person cross the starting line.

I ran the 5th leg of the relay, a 7.9 mile run from the top of Sand Run Park through neighborhoods, including a quick run through Stan Hewitt Gardens and into downtown.  I felt good most of the way, except the few times that I choked on the water I tried drinking at the water stations. Turns out throwing water at your open mouth isn't the best way to get it down.
I got to try out the Saucony Progrid Kinvara 2 shoes for the first time in a race (next month I try out the Nike Frees in a race).  They just so happen to match my outfit, with the neon green shoes, shirt, and black running shorts with the neon green stripe.  The only thing out of place was the red bandana I had on my head.
I felt my pace was good through the first 5 miles, right around the 8 minute mark, if not a bit faster.  One of the things I wasn't prepared for was that the first 6 miles of my 8 mile run was a constant run uphill. Sure, the last 2 miles was straight down into downtown, but it was a slow climb that eventually took its toll on my legs.
My training for this race wasn't what it should have been.  My longest training run was between 5 1/2 and 6 miles, 2 miles shorter than the race itself.  I also have been battling a knee injury that I am going to get checked out this week. More on that later.

Between miles 6 and 7, I used the downhills to my advantage, or at least, to the best advantage I could get. The last mile was probably the most brutal mile I have ever run.  Once I crossed the finish line, getting my team a sub 4 hour time, my arms, legs, and feet were all numb.  My legs and feet were the worst, with my feet the worst overall. I am sure it was due to me stopping running and my feet swelling a bit in my shoes that were tied on tight.

One of the coolest part of the race was the finish.  We finished the race by running down Main St. and into the back of the Akron Aeros stadium.  They opened up the doors in center field and you ran toward the crowd sitting in the stands.

With all this being said, and the pain I had from running just 8 miles, I caught the bug.  I am already starting to increase my mileage to prep myself for a marathon run next year at Akron.  The sights, sounds, fans, and the other runners make you want to get out there and do it yourself.  I had already planned on running a marathon soon, as I want to qualify for Boston some day, but this just sealed the deal for me even more.

The Expo

Friday night was the Road Runner Akron Marathon Expo in downtown Akron at the Knight Center.  I met up with Eric, the 4th leg of our 5 man relay team, at the Expo to get him registered and check out the Expo itself.

I have never been to a running event Expo, and to be honest, I was kind of disappointed with it.  It was too crowded, with everyone shuffling along to get their technical running shirt at the end.  There were many shops set up with running gear to buy, along with Bath Fitter. I mean hell, why not have a Bath Fitter booth? Dumb....

The biggest disappointment was not seeing any of the special guests there, including some Biggest Loser contestants, and the person I really wanted to see, Hal Higdon.

Next year I will try to attend the Expo a bit earlier in the day and perhaps go by myself or some other runners to spend time at some of the booths there.

Why Run Barefoot?

When you run barefoot, you take shorter, quicker steps because you are using your feet as feelers to feel things on the ground. You also dont land on your heel when you run barefoot. Your toes splay out, as if they are reaching for the ground.  In shoes, they can't do that. Your feet are actually pushing through your shoe to feel the ground, but it can't because of all that cushion in your shoes.

Think of it this way. If your kid was running down the street and was in need of you to get to her ASAP, and you had NO shoes on, how would you run? Landing midfoot, rolling from the outside of your foot through your pinky toe to your big toe then push off, and shorter steps, with your feet landing underneath you. You would run tall, hips underneath you, back straight, with light steps.

Also, think about your heel, there are no muscles, no tendons, just bone. The heel was not meant to be landed on. Now, your feet have a ton of tendons, or, rubberbands, that pull and stretch. You arch has them, your achilles is a major one. Point your toes toward your knees, no relax them. Your achilles pulls it back, just like if you were pulling a rubberband then letting it snap back.

If you find the right minimal shoe, shorten your stride (more on that in a minute), and build strength in your feet, no more IT band issues, plantar fasciitis or any other running injury for that matter.

No, how do you shorten your stride? Couple of ways, first, start running for 30 seconds, counting each time your feet touch the ground. Multiply that by 2. Ideally, it should be at 180. Quicker turnover, feet landing underneath you and not in front of you. Then, Google 180 beats per minute for songs. There are a ton of good songs out there that have 180 beats per minute. Run to that cadence. You will be running the same speed, just more steps.