It's 11:30 p.m. the night before the Park's Half Marathon I had trained for prior to the severe ankle sprain and I can't sleep. No I won't be running with the other 2300 folks at 7:00 a.m., but will be there in spirit. The pain from the sprain coupled with the feeling of despair of not being able to run is making this experience a bit challenging.
After the sprain I ran two days the first week afterward and found that the advice from the urgent care physician (that I would be running again in about 10 days)was bogus and two additional visits one to my primary and another to an aggressive urgent physician (she referred me to orthopaedics) have given a better perspective on how serious my injury is.
Six weeks is the estimation for full running again and that will take time and patience.
Never love anything you can't do without it can make living a challenging while you are away from it. Just love and learn to adapt to losing what you love. I am slowing for now, smelling the roses, watching what those who don't run see and do.
I can not wait to get back to my running but want so much to remember this period of having to slow down and be patient with my body, the health care system, and change.
Woodyzway
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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