Every day since I found out that I got a bib for Boston all I have thought about was training. Everything I have done has been focused on sticking to my schedule. I have eaten, slept, dreamt and not shut up about it for the last seven weeks. I have missed dinners with friends, avoided travel, fallen asleep during movies and avoided all human contact on weekends all for the sake of fitting in my runs. Luckily, my boyfriend has not left me for a non-runner. I guess that’s because he’s a runner too and understands. However, after many weeks of rigidity and dedication, my training has been thrown off kilter. Last weekend while I was running the Hyannis Half Marathon, I somehow injured my knee. To my horror, it’s totally sidelined me. Luckily, I visited NWH’s new Ambulatory Care Center at Wells Ave, and received some top notch training advice and PT. It’s helping, but I’m still struggling with pain, and am unable to run comfortably. All I can think about is when I’ll be able to lace up my Asics again. I’m frustrated and scared – and even worse, my routine change has really messed with my training anxiety, which I had previously kept at bay. I know injuries are par for the course, but I’ve been incredibly lucky so far and (although delusional) thought that I had been spared. Alas, here I am rolling out my IT Band and popping Tylenol like candy. I’m taking it one day at a time, but I am anxious to get back on the road. In the spirit of staying positive, I was able to find a silver lining – I finally started catching up on True Detective this week. I’ve been cheating on my treadmill with my television, and it’s really fun. I guess if I have to take some time off, at least I’m indulging in good TV!