My personal journey as a runner, the highs, the lows, the training and the races, and my thoughts and feelings on all of it and life in general.
And the final diagnosis is…
That’s right; it’s another milestone I didn’t want. This is the first broken bone of my 33 ½ year life. I’ll admit, I’ve been moping around feeling sorry for myself since this started. I’ve done very little exercise and I’ve been eating horribly. That ended yesterday. I’ll get to that in a minute, first the foot. I am not allowed to run for at least the next 2-3 weeks; possibly longer. In about 2 weeks they are sending me to an orthopedic doctor to either get a thumb up or thumb down to start working my way back into running. My doctor is still hopeful that I will not have to miss the Hospital Hill Half Marathon in 43 days, but I’m sure I won’t do well with almost no running between now and then. I also have this fancy new orthopedic shoe that I get to wear 24-7; yep, even when I’m sleeping I’m supposed to wear it. Awesome. Hopefully this heals quickly and I can be back at it in a couple weeks.
Now there’s what to do in the mean-time. As I said above, I’ve been very lax in my workouts and eating for the last month or so. Unacceptable, injury or not, I cannot go back to my old ways. Yesterday I started the 100 Day Challenge. It calls for 100 straight days with a minimum of 30 minutes of activity. It can be anything, running, walking, weight training, core work, anything. Last night I did the ab program I was doing a while back and this morning before work I went to the gym and did some core work and upper body weight training. As far as the foot injury, it will be VERY limiting. I have to walk as little as possible, no elliptical, etc. My doctor said I can ride a bike as long I do it with my ortho shoe on and there is absolutely no pain or discomfort of any kind in my foot. I do not have access to a pool, so I didn’t even ask about swimming. So I’m going to have to figure out some sort of cardio work I can do without using my foot. Hmmmm. Any ideas are certainly welcome.
So, for the next few weeks this blog will not be about running, it’ll be about other workouts that I can do to try to get back into and stay in shape. I have come to truly love the active life I’ve been living for the last year and a half. Unfortunately, when you are active as much as I have been, injuries will eventually come up. It’s a fact of life, even the strongest body has it’s weak spots. This is, luckily, the most serious injury I’ve ever had, so I certainly have very little room to complain. I’ll get past this and be stronger and wiser for it. This has, in a strange way, re-sparked the desire I had a year and a half ago when I started this journey. I WILL get back to the level of effort and success I had before, and now I’ll be smarter and be able to better avoid future injury.
It's been a couple weeks since the Blackwater Trail Challenge 50k, so I apologize for getting to this report a little later than I normally do. As usual, of course, this won't just be the story of the race itself, but of all the stuff leading immediately up to it. Let me start by saying that this particular 50k was less of a race for me and more of a long training run. I am currently training for my first 50 miler, which will take place 4 weeks to the day after the Blackwater 50k (Spring Equinox 50 Mile). I really have been training since 7/21, when I started training for the Pensacola Marathon in November, which flowed right into training for my first back-2-back marathons in January, which flowed right into training for the 50 mile. So I've done 3 marathons during that time and I wanted to do a 50k as well. So, that said, I wasn't planning to put a lot of focus on time during this race, just having fun and covering the distance. And hopefully learning some things al…
How many times have I written a post on this blog about needing change or lacking motivation? I'm here in that place again. I'm back here wondering what to change to get back my love of running. Don't get me wrong; I still love running. But do I love training? I love races. I've gotten to the point that I'm not all that interested in the miles between races. I feel like I've been there and done that. I don't feel like I'm accomplishing anything anymore. A run is a run, and some miles are some miles. But what was the point? Let's say I get home on a Saturday morning/afternoon after a long, tough 20 miler. Great. I covered a lot of miles, which many people really can't do, but why did I do it? I keep setting new race goals and signing up for things, but is that really the point of all this? I put in hundreds of miles between races, and most of them by myself. Is the point just to get ready for the next race?
I don't really know that I want to be called a runner anymore. Don't get me wrong, I love running, and I probably always will. But that tag just feels so limiting now. I've pretty much been a runner first and foremost for quite a few years. Running is what I always wanted to do, and I'd choose running over anything else. I don't feel that way now. I still want to run, but I also want to climb, I want to CrossFit, I want to surf, I want to hike, I want to swim, I want to SUP, I want to do it all. I want to try everything and I want to see every place.
I feel like when I say I'm a runner I am limiting the possibilities. How much do you run? How many miles do you run? How many marathons and ultras can you run in a year? These are the questions I get asked, and these are the questions I ask myself when I place myself in the box of being a runner. These are goals I've always pursued, and these are the goals that have consistently left me unfulfilled. These goal…