I can't sleep. I am bummed, it is 1:03 am. I am bummed because the Spartan Race has been cancelled. It was debatable whether I was going to run it or not but Irene made the choice for me, BUT, its a big but, I just opened an email that if I want to run the race tomorrow at 6am I can. I am tempted to run upstairs, pack my bag, set my alarm at be there by the 5am call time. I wouldn't sleep, it's only 4 hours from now...my heart is racing just thinking about it. This is the stuff I love. Breaking a sweat. Feeling the blood pump through my veins, the sweat run off my forehead, the strength needed to get every breath in and out of my lungs, but sadly...this year I am injured so to me an extra challenge, can I finish the race even if my calf muscles give out on me? I haven't been injured since high school soccer, but at 17 I could keep playing while healing. Now at 42 it is not the same. This is the first time I have started to feel old. I strained my calf muscle in June, took three weeks off and then injured it again. And again and again. I need to stay off my leg, but I admit, I do not know what that means. I fear I don't have the patients but if I don't let my leg heal, could do permanent damage?
I am facing something we all face every day, just because we know what is right doesn't mean we do it.
I am registered for a triathlon on 3weeks, I'm afraid I am going to miss that too. I'm sad but realizing I need to do it right the first time, meaning, heal my leg now and then...if i am patient, race next Spring.
I hope Sunday turns out to be a beautiful sunny day......
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