I’ve pretty much come to terms with the fact that I can’t run right now and won’t be in the near future. Recovery from surgery is my top priority so I’ve been OK just knowing in the fall my feet will hopefully be pounding the pavement or treadmill once again. However, sometimes I still get insanely jealous and bitter about my situation. Like this weekend.
Since I was supposed to be attached to the couch and unconscious this weekend, I didn’t give much thought to a race I signed up for being this weekend. But my surgery got rescheduled which made me realize the Soldier Field 10 Miler was this weekend, the first race I signed up for and the one I was possibly most excited for (finishing at the 50 yard line sounds awesome!). I woke up Saturday angry and annoyed that I wasn’t running it and all my friends were.
The rest of the day I put on a happy face and entertained PartyDog but inside I was upset, anxious, annoyed at my body and just overall bitter that I wasn’t running it. And I couldn’t sign up to volunteer since I was planning on getting surgery so I was basically a bump on a log.
Sunday I woke up feeling the same, reading all the race recaps: the weather was awesome, the race was awesome and it was really fun. I made myself stop reading recaps and logged onto Facebook for some distraction and saw this:
OMG! That’s my love Guod! I forgot he was running his first half-marathon on Sunday. My anger, bitter and resentment immediately turned into me punching PartyDog screaming OMG DOUG FINISHED HIS FIRST HALF!!! THAT IS SO AWESOME!!! After obsessing over every single picture from the race he was in via Facebook and Instagram, I shared via Twitter how proud and excited I was for my friend to complete such an accomplishment (and that awesome post-race hair he’s got going on).
Then I remembered how I felt the same way when my girl Kim ran her first 5k! So the lesson learned from all of this is that while you may be injured and on the sidelines, there are other people out there doing incredible things. The way I look at it, for every runner at a race there is probably a runner sitting at home (or at the race watching) injured and dying to run. If you’re injured right now, try to find joy in your friends accomplishments or try to find joy in volunteering and cheering runners on at races. Right now might not be your time to shine but you’ll be running again at some point-you just have to wait for it.
That’s all the nonsense I have for now!