You know what I am talking about…. As soon as your race is around the corner, you fear everything.
Every stair case is a lethal trap, every meal is suicidal adventure, and getting sick is… your worst nightmare.
I read this bit onceΒ from this Magill’s article in RWΒ and it really stuck with me:
I was thinking of that when I read Nick Symmonds post todayΒ about the same fears… “I could not have asked for a better final workout going into this World Championships, but despite this, I will spend the next 24 hours trying to suppress my fears. What if I get tripped in the race? What if my spikes break? What if I get food poisoning tonight? Β Each time a thought like this pops into my scatter-brain, I re-play the wise words of my sports psychologist, Jeff Troesch: “It is much more likely that your race will be ruined due to expending energy on needless fretting, than due to any of those events actually occurring.”Β
So… I realize running might be making us look likeΒ hypochondriacs… Β I, of course, think that is normal.
Now, with an ulcer, pills that make me dizzy and weak, and directions NOT TO RUN, I get the “worry about getting better first” from everyone when all I can think about is how I am not gonna make it to my goal marathon (Mohawk-Hudson in October 13).
So, being sick SUCKS. Being SICK when you’re on a schedule, sucks double. I can’t just not think about it!!!
I get it though. I do.Β I need to put my health first. And I try my best. It is not easy. I am wired to go run when I DO NOT WANT TO. When it’s cold, when I am tired, when I have better things to do. So, giving up something I like and I do even when I don’t like it so much, is not easy.
Also, not running makes me feel like not I am not myself. Like I can’t choose, like I can’t have the life I want. And I miss theΒ endorphins. Even if everything else in my life is perfect, I wouldn’t be able to appreciate fully without the clarity that running gives my brain, and the elation feeling I get in my body.
Even worse, when I feel bad, I need my runs more. So, it’s not easy to stay put, to focus on healing, giving up my hobby without a fight.
On the other hand, I am not stoopid. I will sit, focus on healing and getting better (and stop being so dizzy and weak, for Pre’s sake!!), try to be smart and have plans B, C and D for marathons in November, December, January… for whenever I can start training. Just don’t expect me to not care about when I’ll be back running, OKAY?



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