This sort of helped yesterday
I am injured, it's not severe but it is still an injury. The last time I was injured was immediately after our first half marathon in October 2011.
And then I ran too fast, too much and too soon and I earned myself my first (and so far only) DNF. What resulted from that experience was peroneal tendonitis on my right foot, technically my second injury I guess.
So, here we are in January 2014 and I have peroneal tendonitis again. Like I said, I had a good run but no one wants to be injured. I think I can pinpoint when the tendonitis started up again, and then I just kept running trails, running fast road runs and really messed it up Thursday night (when I should have listened to everyone, even myself, and not run).
I'm going to take a week, maybe two, off from running. I can still bike and swim, so at least I have those things to help keep me somewhat sane. Plus, I'm still rocking the 30 Day Ab Challenge (my plank today was 2 minutes and 1 second).
So, why am I so sad?
I guess it all goes back to why I run. When I started running, it was just something that we could do together.
Then, I fell in love with it.
If you are a personal friend of mine, you know that I talk about running almost non-stop. It is who I am. I know that might seem silly or irrational to some people, and yes I know I am other things, but running is what defines me.
It allows me to have time to myself with just my thoughts or I can run with my crazy running friends out on the trails and roads. I can run away my frustrations or celebrate the joys in my life. I can set goals, accomplish them and set even higher ones for the next time.
For me, it almost isn't even about the physical act of running, though I love that part too (most of the time). It is everything else that comes with it, the good, the bad, the ugly and the beautiful. Yes, running is beautiful (even when we smell, really, really bad).
I know that a week or two isn't a long time to not run, but for me it is going to feel like a lifetime.