In the Olden Days I would have been Pissed, I would have been Angry
And I probably would have harbored a lot of feelings of,
“Why me?!?!”
I would have felt all of those nasty feelings of being the victim.
That’s going about it all wrong.
I am glad to know that, in life, we all have the ability to grow and mature and become that life spirit that we are all a part of here in Earth School.
I have been OFF since last Thursday.
Last Wednesday morning while doing my dynamic exercises and running the new puppy, Pepe (Brutus; Bubba the linebacker for LSU) he decided to ‘herd’ me, and I caught my foot. It stopped me in my tracks.
I ‘walked’ it off and then, went for another one, he decided to do it again, and this time, I stopped him dead in his tracks. He’s recovered quite well.
Me, not so much.
Thursday I went for a swim, I pulled a 2000 did flips, but didn’t push off the wall.
Thursday night, I went in for an Xray.
It ‘apparently’ isn’t broken, although, upon palpation, it’s not quite right.
The MD Urgent care says it’s a sprain.
I’m not so sure.
I have to ask,
“Why is it, what is it, that I am supposed to be learning? Why is it always appear to be my left foot?”
This is the same foot that I broke the toe that took nearly 6 months to heal.
Probably a good thing, because after my swim on Thursday, I was in a boot, the same boot, all day on Friday.
I have never felt anything quite like it. Sometimes radiating all the way up to my knee.
At this point, I throw in the proverbial white towel, for any hopes of a PR at Austin 70.3.
Or being able to run in the next 2-3 weeks, period.
I am disappointed.
And I know, there’s something very valuable within this, it has not yet been revealed to me.
I can’t be mad,
I wanted the dog, I wanted to run the dog, I am wholly responsible for my actions.
So I, unlike times, in the past, when I would have;
run through the pain,
continued on my training path to the best of my ability.
And ended up much worse than I am now.
That’s the difference between 10 years ago, and today.
The wisdom that has come through training and racing over the last 15 or more years,
And working with dozens of clients.
I know, that even though I dropped several hundred dollars on an entry fee,
And I have been training religiously,
I will pay less taking time off now,
than being hit with the Freight Train that inevitably comes when we don’t take the time to listen.
So, I will say, I am not racing Austin 70.3 and
Miracles are Possible.