My race is not going to happen. I have to let go-- and with certainty this time. I tried to stay optimistic, I really did. I rested, stretched, iced, foam rolled, strengthened, lengthened, drank magic potion and did a healing dance but the leg is not any better. My limp is gone so that's the upside. I can do my sexy strut again.
Even though I have my strut back I am sad to kiss running and my first marathon good-bye... for now. I will miss it like crazy.
When I'm stressed I'll instinctively reach for my Brooks and realize I should probably reach for a book instead. On the weekends I'll feel the urge to hit the trails with Angela and have to settle with yoga. When I feel deserving of that second tofutti-cutie I'll have to find self-control... Who am I kidding? I will still eat an extra tofutti-cutie.
Yes, there are plenty of other activities I can do besides running. I am aware. I have been hanging out with the elliptical a lot lately and let me tell you she is kind of dull. I'm over her and her stationary ways. I can't swim worth a darn and the spin bike is my last resort. Bleh. That's how I feel about it.
All is well, though. I will go to Physical Therapy like a good girl and do everything I need to do. I won't dwell on the fact that I am losing all these fantastic fitness gains. I can always start again.
I know life is more than just running. I also know life goes on. So here I am... living life without running. I don't want my blog to turn into "Sulk with Kate" so expect the same posts (minus everything about running). Don't leave me now, peeps! Physical therapy will be super exciting, I promise! :) I will blog about yoga and all the wonderful books I am reading as well as my culinary adventures in Kate's Kitchen. Stay tuned!
Off the subject: I looked at some of the search words that brought people to my blog. I found this one and am baffled as to how it brought them HERE.
Largest Pee Chug
Huh!? I guess I should be more baffled as to why someone is interest in chugging urine.