Friday, October 12, 2012

this is why we do it

when you wake up in the morning 
just remember how fortunate you are to be alive, 
to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love 
and of course to run.

yesterday.  18 miles on the trail.  longest run i've ever done.  in miles and time.  epically long.


thankfully i had good company with kerry for the appetizer six miles.  it made the next 12 that much easier to chew and digest.  at mile 10 i hit the wall.  i felt pain in my knee and my legs were dragging.  so i walked for about twenty seconds to the next tree (mile marker hell).  then i started again, i was deep into the trail and figured i had no choice but to keep going unless i used the "phone a friend" option (i didn't even know what town i was in).  by mile 13 i felt really good again (probably numb) and with the 18 written on my heart i just went mile by mile to get to the end.  by mile 14 i was getting lost in my music.  by mile 15 i knew i had already gone that far once and could do it again.  and it was only three more miles to finish.  by mile 16 i figured, what the heck is 20 more minutes?  and at mile 17 i was in the home stretch and seeing the light.  what a beautiful feeling to realize i freaking did it.  18 mother-grabbing miles.



i was aiming to run for three hours as part of the training for the marathon.  and because i had lost some time (the entire month of august because of the bronchial plague), my coach (superstar joan... http://www.TriCoachJoan.com) suggested to go a max of three hours so i don't risk injury.    i was so close to the 18 miles that i was so hellbent on completing.  so, of course i carried on and finished in 3:13:26.  i figured those extra minutes wouldn't completely break me, and thankfully they didn't.
nyc, always a good journey, found this sign on tuesday eve


i drank my thermos of ovaltine and milk on the way home and once i got into my driveway, i wasn't sure how i would get myself out of the car since my legs had now revolted.  i dragged myself into the house, had some brunch, and plunged into the epsom salt bath of forgiveness.  wonders.  i can't say enough.

ice on the knees during the epically long yankee game.  i found my win today, they lost.  we fall down but get back up again.  there's hope for all of us. 




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