Goal weight: 195 lbs
This morning’s weight: 206 lbs.
On the day when I was supposed to come roaring across the finish line of a 5K, I’ll be like the NASCAR car that has run out of gas. And I’ll be disappointed. The past 12 weeks has been an amazing transition of mind, body and spirit. It has been a journey of pain, effort, discipline and reward. I was soaring high — I don’t want to end like this. But I’m now exhausted and frustrated. My right leg is injured and I am struggling with what’s next. I don’t have a pool to swim laps in. I guess I could ride my spin bike. But whatever the case, to get back to this level of fitness and to be able to run with my boys again and have it taken away from me for up to two months is depressing.
I got in from Oxford last night after 11 p.m. I fell asleep three times during the last 20 miles of the drive. If not for the rough strip that roars when you start to run off the road, I would be a cross on the side of the highway. Needless to say, it scared the living crap out of me. I burned the candle at both ends (and in the middle) and almost got burned myself.
My fitness is like my career and my life. I’ve reached success, but things have changed. I can’t dwell on the change. I have to regroup and figure out what is next.
It’s not about today. It’s about every day. Been reading some of your story over the last couple days and moving in the right direction consistently is more important than the speed in which you move. It looks like you are moving in the right direction. Keep it up.
Now would be a good time to call on your friend, P. House. Perhaps he can help you come up with some suggestions for the next steps, since he still has access to world class trainers, who are accustomed to dealing with injury while still helping people continue to reach their goals. You have made amazing strides and can be proud of what has been accomplished. But remember, you did the work. You made the changes. Today, you begin writing the rest of the story.
This is a comma, not a period to your quest for better health. Look at what you’ve accomplished. You can bet your boys have been watching how you have been and now are handling your health situation. Being the best Dad is not all about achieving perfect health or a speedy 5K time. It’s about doing the best you can and being a good shepherd, leading by example.
Rest and learning to maintian in others ways is always another options. Being a runner myself, a stress fracture is not a word we like to hear. However, our bodies sometimes make us listen when we refuse. Take some time to focus on other activites and nutrition and let the leg heal. (as painful as that may be). You have done an amazing job and this is only a bump inthe road.