Saturday, August 17, 2013
Suck it up lady!
This morning I ran another half marathon. Going into it, I was nervous because my leg and knee haven't healed all the way from running my marathon earlier this year. I've continued training knowing this half was coming up but have cut way back babying my knee and leg.
Today dawned bright and early. Okay. Not bright. The sun wasn't up yet as a friend and I headed north to the city of Draper, Utah where we were going to run the half. I'd coerced my friend into running months ago because let's face it, no one wants to run alone right?
The race began and I was feeling great. I was running my best yet. I was so excited. Mile after mile I was feeling great and my time was my best. I couldn't wait to get to the finish to see what my end time was going to be!
Mile 7. Seven is a lucky number for some people. It wasn't lucky for me today. My knee went out. Big time. I was ticked. I was angry. Why?? Why the heck? At mile 10 while limping along I thought, "I'm sick and tired of having things taken away from me! I spent almost my entire 30's in bed or on the couch, now that I'm starting to gain some health, my passion for running is being taken from me. Why?"
Did I mention I was angry? Because if I didn't, I just want to point out that I was angry. Very angry. Then I hit mile 11 and I was ashamed of myself. What an ungrateful snot! As I continued limping along I said a prayer and asked for forgiveness. I'm not paralyzed from my neck down. I haven't lost any children or my spouse. How dare I feel sorry for myself!
The last mile went much better with my change of attitude. It was still dreadfully painful and seemed more like 6 miles instead of 1 mile but my nose was back in joint and does anyone even know what I'm talking about? The whole, nose out of joint thing............ Anyway, life looks a whole lot better when one focuses on positive things instead of the negative.
I'm sitting here typing this in my recliner. My leg is propped up on pillows with ice on my knee. I'll go see the doctor on Monday. I've done me a good one this time........ Next to me is a beautiful bouquet of white and red roses. The aroma wafts around me and I am again reminded how blessed I am. I have a husband, The SM who spoils me rotten and wanted me to know he is proud of me.