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October 24, 2004
And The Beat Goes on . . .
It's Sunday morning and I am enjoying coffee with my twin sister, A. She is being very funny and entertaining; we need to hang out more often. She lives a mile away, which never seemed like a great distance to travel, but suddenly a mile feels like an eternity. That was a little hyperbolic, but a mile does feel long.
I slipped into a long blog silence - a hibernation of some kind. I wish I could announce to all of my friends that I am back up and running, but I continue to be down for the count - and things continue to get more difficult mentally and emotionally. I have quit counting the weeks because they have metamorphosed into months. I am starting to feel that fear that whispers, "You will never run again, but if you do, you will never be fast." Ah, this is hard.
I did try to run yesterday - STUPID, I know. But I couldn't take it anymore. I clipped through the first mile in 7:00, the second in 6:50 and the final in 6:40. My left foot killed when I stopped. I also pulled a muscle in my leg - I deserved that extra little pull for stupidity. I think I got to the point where I needed to prove to myself that I could still run a 7:00 minute mile, BUT, I had to work pretty darn hard, and it doesn't help that I took 4 days off from biking this week - the routine is terribly monotnous.
I am definitely feeling the blues and I hate to come on here and depress everyone with my melancholy. I was sooooo upbeat for the longest time, and I was really able to keep things in perspective. But that optimistic perspetive is dwindling and fading as more time passes. And, of course, it doesn't help that I set myself back another few weeks. I just find it hard to believe that I am still injured after NOT running for 9-10 weeks.
Posted by bridget at October 24, 2004 10:09 AM