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Week 2 of training is coming to a close and I am exhausted. I’m not sugar-coating it! I am not 100% sure what my body is trying to tell me right now (slow down, speed up, sleep, run), but all I know is that I want to find a soft, comfy bed and stay there for awhile. I somehow forgot the toll training takes on your body or maybe it’s the getting up at 4:20 a.m. in the morning to get my training runs in that is taking it’s toll on my body! Either way, I am arranging a training nap into my schedule this week!

Following what must have been a pretty fierce thunderstorm in the ‘burbs last night my run at Valley Green Trail this morning was speckled with lots of debris big and small, massive puddles and fogs of humidity. SM and I must have been the first visitors to the trail post-storm (no one else seems to be crazy enough to be out there running at 5:00 a.m.) and to add an even more exciting element to the run, the sun wasn’t quite up for the first 20 minutes of our run. We were trying to dodge the road blocks (trees – yes literally down trees, puddles, lots of mud and leaves) without seeing them until they were a pace or two ahead. This requires one to be way too alert so early in the morning!!

The exhaustion my body is feeling certainly played a role in my run this morning. I didn’t quite feel like pushing it too hard. I was questioning how long I could make it and at one point I realized I was begging in my head for it to just be over. That’s when my mind jolted to 2 months ago when all I wanted to do was run and I couldn’t. I would lace up my sneakers and attempt to walk a mile, my stomach would swell up, my pain would zip into full effect and I would go home and cry and wonder why the hell this happened to me and if I would be able to ever run again. Just a quick glimpse of those days this morning pushed me into motion and spurred me forward. It also forced me to reflect on how messy this whole recovery has been for me. I’ve had many road blocks, just like the debris all over the trail. There’s been nothing graceful about the past 7 months – in part because I didn’t want to accept what was happening to me, in part because I had no idea what was happening to my body, and in part because my body just wanted to rest and I wouldn’t let it.

I didn’t always know what to do when I hit a roadblock. I still don’t. I had so much hope coming out of the surgery that I would have a quick, painless recovery and that didn’t happen. I can’t look back now and say what I did right and what I did wrong when I hit those roadblocks. It’s not fair and it’s not going to change anything. I know things didn’t go as planned. All I can do now is know that I’m going to hit roadblocks in the future and it’s my choice how to deal with them.

SM and I had fun this morning jumping over trees, dodging puddles and sloping through mud. We made that our choice. We could have been angry that our shoes were muddy and our pants were splattered with water. We could have turned around when we saw the first tree across the path, but we didn’t and you know what – we have a pretty fun memory of the trail post-storm and we got a pretty great run out of all the dodges and jumps.

I know one thing that today taught me (outside of the fact that I need a nap) roadblocks are going to continue to happen in this recovery, but I’m ready for them now. I’m not looking back at the roadblocks I’ve hit, but I am going to remember they were there because I’ve learned a lot from them. That’s the only way I can move forward and moving forward to health and happiness is the only way I want to go – That’s my choice.

With Gratitude,