Here is my post from 1 year ago to this very date:
Jen and Michael - my siblings at heart.
This was taken during a Starbucks trip right after said 20 miler. We are all connected as first time marathoners ever since May 6, 2012. This is something that can never be taken away from us. It’s seared into every fiber of our beings.
Then: “The final 20 miler has been completed. I’m sore. I’m tired. I’m delirious. I’m happy. I’m feeling all sorts of emotions right now. This is it everyone. It’s official.
Tapering has begun.”
Now: Tapering has commenced for most of my running family for the Pittsburgh Marathon. But for me, it hasn’t. I’m still working on recovering from my IT band injury that struck me back in November along with some other (now) minimal issues that I’ve been recently facing. Otherwise, I’d also be prepping myself for the marathon with the same amount of feels. But after receiving the good news on Friday that I in fact do not have a stress fracture, I feel like a fire has been re-lit inside of me. I was a total crazy lady, to say the very least, as I agonized over the need in knowing my MRI results. Lo and behold, I can finally rest assured.
I’m going to remain optimistic, and I have come up with a game plan to build myself back up as a long distance runner.
I’ve decided to switch to a more supportive shoe for now. I’m now running in the Brooks Ravenna 4. So far, so good.
Slipping past a severe side-lining injury leaves me feeling very appreciative about every single stride that I’m able to take in my shoes. There are many blessings in disguise that come along with injuries - big or small. It’s just that some people fail to look past the bad. Injuries have the power to build character and give us a new perspective to the sport.
We have the capability of coming back smarter with lessons learned from bridges burned. What I mean by this is: if you’re injured, you’re injured. It’s completely redundant wallowing in a pool of negativity - I’ve learned this lesson more than once. You must gather your wits, use your new found knowledge, and make it a goal to rebuild the bridge until it’s stable enough to be crossed again. The key is to never get too comfortable. Always be aware of your body. Be its caretaker. Just be.
I may not be tapering, but I’m still feeling all sorts of emotions. And you know what? That memorable 20 miler is still engraved within me…all the way down to my core. The passion remains lethal. I’m very excited to begin this process with a new lease on running. A fresh start. I was all over the place in the last couple of months. I was up. I was down.
Today, my journey was reborn. The sunshine and crisp, cool air screamed my name. I couldn’t wait to get out there and take in the awesomeness. And awesome, it was. I didn’t feel a single ounce of pain or even the slightest twinge for that matter. I simply enjoyed releasing the run from my mind all the way down to my soles of my shoes. I’m taking baby steps this time around. A genuine mistake that I previously made was that I became much too confident way before my body was cleared to safely take on more. Right now, my main goal is to slowly bounce back just in the nick of time for the Rock ‘n’ Roll Pittsburgh 1/2 Marathon that’s scheduled on August 4th.
My friends were supportive then, and they are supportive now. Deep within my soul, I know that when I’m physically capable of running another 20 miler, I’ll have good company traveling along my side. And we’ll earn the reward of collapsing in the grass upon the pausing of our Garmins.3 notes