2014 is all about teaching me patience.
I am not a patience girl.
I have copious amounts of patience for other people, children, jerks, co-workers, animals and telemarketers. But not for me.
Karma is teaching me all about it.
If you recall, I injured my knee during the Donald half marathon in January and was pulled from the race. That sucked.
I couldn’t train for a while. But I did end up having the best race yet of the year – Calgary Half Marathon. I felt great, I was so excited to keep training for The Moose is Loose, The Dumbo Double Dare, The Vancouver Rock n Roll half Marathon and finally, The Donald Once again.
Then I had surgery.
It was cool, all good, I looked great. I love the freedom of the upper body saggy skin gone.
I went to Hawaii to run the Coconut Chase….well… I finished-ish…
That was just plain stupid.
My Doc told me no running for 6 weeks. I didn’t run the Moose. I walked, but apparently 21.1 km is considered OVEREXERTION.
Oh, NOW you tell me!!!
Never in my life did I feel so terrible walking. I felt dizzy, all the blood had left my head, fluid was leaking out of my nearly healed incisions and I burst 2 new holes around my surgery scars.
I lost a lot of fluid and went into shock.
I froze all afternoon.
When I went to see my Doc he wrote me a note and told me NO MoRE RACING UNTIL OCTOBER 31.
Part of me likes having his permission to rest. I need that kind of permission or I will do too much because I don’t want to be considered a sissy. 2 days out of the hospital and the Hubs thought I should be doing more. The Doc set him straight, but it’s that feeling that I should be doing more because people expect it.
I am reading how excited people are about the Disney Dumbo Double Dare Race, My friend told me I am doing it PERIOD. Well…… no. I do not want to be in bed for the rest of my days in Disneyland because I burst a seam. I do not want to be all shocky and crabby. And I want run the Rock n Roll in October – its pretty close to the end of the month, so I won’t train. Half marathons are all mental right? Ha…
It takes all my energy to work on my feet all day. This new fangled health care system where they send you home so early is frustrating. If you are home, you are fine right? Wrong.
The up side, I put on my capris today…I need new ones. They are huge. I needed a pin to hold them up. Even without running and walking I am still progressing in the weight loss department. I don’t even feel like I am trying. It has become habit…4 years later, it SHOULD be habit right?
Its just taking soooo long…did you hear me whine and whinge there? Well I did.
Resting is hard.
Never in a million years would I ever thought I would be thinking that.
That my friend is progress.