A few years ago I broke my foot and thought it was the end of the world. Then I dusted off, bought an aqua jogger and hit the “pool running.” About a month later, I did a stair climb with my broken foot in my boot and managed to place 5th in my age group. I knew from that point forward that “I was possible” and I shouldn’t give up on my goals.
Just a few days out of the boot I walked the Get Lucky 7K. I’m not going to lie and say I walked this race with any sort of grace or speed. Within a mile I was in last place with the sag wagon nipping at my heels. I was angry, embarrassed and in near tears. I had never been in this position before. I called my husband ready to quit. He encouraged me to keep going and I limped forward saying I didn’t want to sounding similar to a two year old child.
My daughter ran the 7k and looped back to where I was and started walking next to me. She became my cheerleader. She encouraged me and we made it to the finish line.
Two weeks later, I ran the Running Opener 10K. A good friend, Melissa, ran along next to me. It felt so good to run. It felt amazing! My cardio still wasn’t quite up to it though and I faltered out and coughed and slowed in the second loop. I was so disappointed rather than being impressed that I was back running just a few weeks off my injury.
Two weeks after that I ran in Goldy’s 10 mile, my daughter pacing next to me to bring me to the finish line. She decided I could make it if we ran 10 minute miles the whole way. And we did. She cheered me on the entire time. I was only four weeks out of the boot. Even I was proud and I was honored to have Tianna run me to the finish.
So why am I reminiscing? Because I need to. I feel down. A lot of me is connected to running. My social life, my friendships, my routine, my endorphins. It makes sense that right now I feel disconnected and out of sorts. I feel lost and alone. I am lucky actually that I can look back and see the after.
What am I doing right now? I’m unable to bear weight until at least the 27th and my swim suit is to big (I’m looking for a new one, I promise!) so I have been doing one legged rowing on the row machine, attempting to learn one legged burpees (NOT very good at these), upper body work with weights, a lot of laying leg work, sitting boxing, and ab work. Hopefully I can make a video of some of my master moves here soon, because I’m one of those awkward people so it would fit well with my humor theme.
For now, I bid adieu. Just writing this up has cheered my mood. Feel free to leave me words of encouragement or a joke. I prefer jokes. Thanks!