It has been a while since I have provided a running recap.
That is because I had a bit of a set back with my sprained ankle.
It appears as if almost all of the swelling has gone done, but there is still some residual.
I took it easier this week than I have in the past especially during the Wednesday night track workout. Trying not to get sloppy with my running.
I had severe road rash which has all but healed and my toenail finally fell off to reveal a new one catching up. I sure hope it grows back normally, but I surmise probably not.
With the heat and my injuries, I really have been a big hot running mess. But I press on.
Since Saturday, I have logged a total of 35 miles for this hot and sweltering week. It wasn’t easy. The heat and humidity almost got to me several times, but I continued to get her done.
My late husband once wrote, ” So quick to smile, so quick to give of herself, dedicated to everything she does. Besides her talent she is beautiful. A real treasure to be loved and cared for.”
I think the first few things apply…I love my running friends and they make me laugh and I have stick with it power. I don’t think I have running talent and surely not beautiful as a red, hot, sweaty mess. The last one is just a bonus. I will take it. One day recently, it appeared as if the rainbow was right behind me indicating that somehow I was a treasure.
Basically, I still keep this card nearby and these words with me to remind me of what I am capable of and in homage to his belief in me. It gives me the pep behind my plod.
I always amazed him with my dedication and persistence. He was in the Army and he always said to me, “You belong in the service.”
True confession – I wanted to go into the Navy since I love the ocean, but my parents forced me into college. If I had gone into the Navy, I probably would now be a State Police officer – my aspiration at the time…Parents always have better saner plans.
How I digress with regret.
The mileage will keep increasing now. I managed to get in 12 on Saturday and will plan on 14 for next Saturday with a two-hour back to back run on Sunday. It just keeps going up folks from there.
I still have my mind set on the 50K in Vermont. Despite my ankle set back, I have still managed to keep it all on track.
Not sure how or when I will get my 16 in at Kripalu but we will cross that bridge when it arrives.
I have a great fear of running in strange places by myself after my accident. Scared to death actually. When I had my accident in Chicago, I was all alone.
Imagine head trauma specialists coming in to visit saying you have air leaking into your brain and you can barely think for yourself and then released into a hotel room where no one knows who you are. I thought I may die and never wake up. Thank God for the one room service chap who did check on me and give me my dinner for free – which of course, I had no appetite for.
So the idea of being alone at Kripalu in a pretty rural area doing 16 miles gets me a bit nervous. And, you just never know who is out there…the joys of being a female runner.
Well, onward and upward this week.
Here I am with my friends this past Saturday. Don’t you just love Ron – the only guy, and at 65 not bad! It was a foggy day in Newport but we got the 12 miles done.
And, I look like a hot mess!