It’s Friday. Again
When we last spoke I was on my way to Phoenix to NOT run a half marathon.
Yeah.
That didn’t happen.
I totally ran it.
I totally intended to be good, but road to hell and all…. (paved with good intentions)
It was pretty much over for me
not running when I went to the expo and someone coerced me onto a treadmill. It didn’t take much.
Once I hit 6.7 mph I was like “DAMMIT I’M RUNNING”
As you’ll remember my doctor said “no running” of course he has to say that. He may have gone to medical school, but he did not go to Annie school. He knows statistics, but I know me.
I decided I was going to take it easy. Really easy. Like 50% slower than normal easy. Yep. I pretty much walked the first 5k.
Each mile marker I stopped and honestly assessed my hip. My water. My nutrition. I honestly felt fine.
Had I decided a quarter mile earlier that I totally had it, I’d have finished in under 3 hours.
Which 3 hours for a half isn’t gonna get me into the Olympics, but I was supposed to be DNS.
Do not start.
Now, in running circles, DNS is worse than DNF, (did not finish) which is worse than DFL. Dead freakin last.
Dead freakin last always beats DID NOT START.
Of course had I felt that I could have further injured myself I would have set this one out. But I felt great!
So, I started.
and I finished.
Then I went out to eat with people I met on the Internet. and no one killed anyone. That whole bit is overplayed by the news. Can you be killed by someone you meet on the Internet? Probably. Hasn’t happened yet.
It was good.
Monday I put my butt on a plane and came home. After I got my courtesy grope from the screeners at the airport. Thanks taxpayers.
While on the plane I did some school work. A writing exercise to figure out two fears I had. I wrote two down. After careful analysis I realized that one of my fears was not true. It was not a valid fear. I could stop thinking I was afraid of it. WHICH ROCKED.
I can find a new fear. Which I did. It is a fear. It is a problem. It can be fixed.
It’s like I won the lottery.
Tuesday is joint counseling day with Tech Support. Last week I moved into anger, this week he caught up.
Every day our marriage is a little more over than it was the day before. I’m dealing with that. Which is something new. I have never dealt with a break up. Just moved on.
Which sucks. Because, I really don’t NEED anyone. Of course I want someone, but I don’t NEED anyone. I could have dealt with this 20 years ago. That’d been better.
Wednesday, Tech Support moved back into denial, like I had. My feet are still firmly planted in anger. And I’m angry that he’s in denial.
Thursday I got some clarity. It was an individual counseling session. I really like my counselor and I think it’s helping.
Plus, I cleaned my car.
And some guy put pictures of my butt on the Internet (totally with my consent) If you want to learn about foam rolling go check out the post by @michaelrunner
Friday ushers in 6 weeks of having three 7 year olds.
The twins are SEVEN. We Throw Frisbees??
Yeah, so…
That covers my week. Until next time. Be awesome!!
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