Faithful Friday and the fearless, hopeful words of Isaiah!
Some of you know Irina and I ran a Half Marathon last Sunday. The weather was perfect.
Irina continued to be a running machine and came in 11th over all. Over all! I'm gushing with joy for her♥
I was not last or even close to it, as a matter of fact, I came in 14th in my age group. Not to shabby - lol.
We ran our hearts out, our families cheered us on, it was a very good day! Thank God!
This Faithful Friday seems like the perfect time to share our triumphs and to also share how extremely stressed out I let myself become during my last several weeks of training.
I'd been dealing with an injury that was making it almost impossible to get past 10 miles, a half marathon is 13.1 so that was a slight problem.
My usual Saturday morning ritual was to meet up with Irina and her whole fam to go for a run, our runs of course got longer each week. Afterwards we'd share breakfast and conversation and lots of coffee and love. Because I was struggling in my own training, walking more often than not, irregular breathing, basically feeling like I was a hot mess, I felt I had to stop running with them. They were, as always, gracious to me, to the slowest of the bunch, but I felt like I couldn't keep holding them back.
I've been to the doctor, scheduled physical therapy (it took a month to get an appointment for mid July), sought out expert opinions on stretching and foam rolling and rain dancing (kidding) and in the mean time I've had two myofascial therapy treatments - amazing. Anything to relive the pain and fix the problem. In the past injury was never an issue. Training was fun and hard and fun. This time, not so much. [Read more...]