WILT #9

Tuesday has arrived…and almost gone as I write this post. I thought about what I was going to write about this Tuesday. As I continue to participate in my pity party, I figured I would write about what I love….Running.

I’ve been lucky enough to be a participant in his sport for about 10 years. It was a sport that I never imagined I would like, let alone love. In 2000, I decided I wanted to do a triathlon. Being a former competitive swimmer, I had the swim leg on lock! I didn’t really think much of the bike (yes…I know I can ride a bike…I should be FINE!!), so that only left the run. And let me say a big UGH!!!

I don’t like to do anything half ass, so I knew of I was going to this, I needed to face my “fear” of running. So…off I went. I started slowly, hated every step I took. But I wasn’t going to give up….

I did my first 5k about 3 years after I started running. The delay was because I was graduating from PA school, had a baby, and, oh….finding a job. It all fell into place, as it was supposed to. I kept running as a stress reliever. Working full time, having a baby, and a husband that worked out of town = one stressed out Angie. Running got me through some very dark, sad, and stressful times.

Outside of the physical benefits, I liked how running made me feel on the inside. It was by “happy place. It was the only thing, and still is, that I have during my day that doesn’t involve anyone or anything else. It’s just me, my music (sometimes) and the road.

And the more I ran, the more I LOVED it. And suffice to say, the triathlon went to the back burner and running became my passion. I wanted to do well, I wanted to get better, I wanted to be a runner.

Now as I am looking at another hiatus from running because of injury, I’m scared I won’t be able to do what I love. This is my second bout of shin splints in a few months. I am disappointed at myself because I’m in some pain while running. I’m mad at my body for “betraying” me, and I have been so good to it. Why me? Why again? Why now?

Here’s where I put myself in check…
I am here! I am here every day…breathing good air and being thankful for another day. I can still move when I want, when others can’t. I can still walk, and eventually run, when others can’t. I figured instead of focusing on what I don’t have right now is just wasted energy and time. It also builds up a bunch of negativity, and I don’t have any room for that now!

So what do I LOVE on Tuesday and all other days? RUNNING
I miss it now like I’d miss a loved one. But we will
Be reunited again, my friend! 🎶Reunited….and it feels so goooood

It was my (pity) party, and I can cry if I want to….

Ever had something that you had to stop because of injury?
How did you handle it??

PS…I hoped to be healed for a triathlon in June. Fingers crossed and lots of prayers.

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