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I Had a Plan
I had a plan.
My friends and I had been running slow and steady half marathons for many years. As we were discussing our goals for this year one friend wanted to increase her endurance, and another was going back into training to out swim the sharks in Sharkfest. Another friend and I both were interested in increasing our speed. So we needed a plan.
The plan we devised included running a series of three races over three months, all the same course, so we could see how we improved over time. We would include interval training, a fast 5 k, and a long run every week.
An important part of planning was to help me get out of the classroom. I love what I do which has allowed me to justify spending way too much time working. Part of the plan was to meet friends so I would have to leave work.
The last, essential component was to plan enough races to take me through June, and the end of the school year, so I found a race for April, May, and June. This was so exciting because it was one of the first times I had goals that would require me to work through the cold winter months.
Then I fell.
My first physical therapy appointment was a sad day. I was told not only was I not allowed to run on Sunday with my friends for the first race of the series, I also couldn’t run for the next month and maybe longer. She also informed me I would have my splint on until the date of a triathlon I had already signed up for.
All the preparation, the planning, the excitement was washed out of me in one fell swoop. I have to admit, I allowed myself a pity party for several days. I could see however, feeling sorry for myself was not helping me. I needed a way to pull myself out of the funk I was in.
Then I remembered the materials I had purchased to make medals for all of us and went to work. Cutting was great physical therapy for my wrist and doing something kind for my friends to cheer them on was great emotional therapy for my heart. I’m still disappointed that I won’t be able to meet the goals I had devised but thinking about others helped me take my mind off myself, a great remedy for self-pity.
What do you do when you’re in a funk or feel sorry for yourself?
Article posted January 29, 2012 at 03:29 PM •
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