*I feel like I need to put a disclaimer here. I’m having a difficult time writing this but I’m doing it anyway. A tragedy occurred this past weekend in our small community and so everything I’m talking about here seems trivial at the moment. While I had a great morning after completing my long run on Saturday, my son came home and informed me of what had happened. So I’m balancing that need to keep moving forward while pondering and praying for the people who are affected by the tragedy. Following is my trivial training update:

Monday: Leg Day
Tuesday: 85 minute walk, 6.21 miles
Wednesday: Rest
Thursday: Infusion day, skipped my planned run
Friday: 30 minute walk, 1.33 miles
Saturday: 18 miles
Weekly Miles: 25.54
Miles since marathon training started: 200
Half Marathon training miles: 193
Total miles banked for marathon preparation: 393

I was nervous about this week’s long run, because so much of my training plan has been thrown off in the last several weeks. I had not been able to complete the last two long runs due to heat and then a busted blister. I consulted with my sister, a veteran ultra-runner, and she helped me adjust the remainder of my training plan. Instead of jumping in where I left off, we lowered the miles to meet me where I am. And I’m semi-confident that with this adjusted plan I will still be prepared once race day comes.

I had been watching the weather, hoping it would cooperate enough to allow me to complete these 18 miles outdoors. I was looking at the forecast for Saturday, and it looked near perfect for running. The only problem was that my son had a tennis tournament scheduled for that day and I had hoped to be there to watch him play. No worries, I would just run on the treadmill on Friday instead. But then Thursday evening came, and a massive storm came through our area and left thousands of homes without power, including our own. So treadmill running was out. I wasn’t sure now what I was going to do about this run, but I was so preoccupied with the power outage and all that entailed (seriously you really take electricity for granted until it’s gone), so I wasn’t concerned. And then the tournament got cancelled, because the school didn’t have power, and the visiting team’s hotel reservations were cancelled so that the hotel could house the people who had lost their homes in the storms. I could now run my 18 miles on Saturday, outside in the beautiful weather. A tiny selfish win for me, but an enormous loss for the families.

This week has been an emotional rollercoaster for my heart. Bittersweet. I ran my 18 miles. I couldn’t do a complete out and back because the bridge was flooded, so I was going to have to run the last 5 or 6 in my neighborhood. This was not ideal, but I made the best of it by deciding to drop my cumbersome hydration pack at my house and run the last 3 miles without that burden literally weighing me down. It was these last several miles when I was really feeling the pain of running, in all the muscles that counted. So it was a mental challenge to continue on when I could have easily quit early and walked back to my house. But I didn’t! I pushed through, and it felt amazing. I finished the 18, pressed stop on my watch, and said to myself, “You did it! 18 miles. Only 7 away from a marathon.” Because I can’t do math and run at the same time. (Marathons are 26.2 miles, fyi)

The pain I was feeling most acutely was in my feet, my glutes, and my left hip. The left hip was probably the worst pain, so I’m taking care of that and will keep an eye on it. I do think the training I’ve been doing at the gym with the weight machines has really been helping my running, so I’m going to keep doing that. I didn’t have much trouble with either my left ankle or my right toe, although my right toe does have some lingering soreness today. I still might call the imagining center in town to see about getting some x-rays. What I’ve been learning in this training cycle is that it’s important to listen to your body and treat the pain as signals or messages alerting you to what needs to be strengthened. I caught this nugget of wisdom from Jerry Seinfeld on Comedians in Cars getting Coffee: “Pain is knowledge rushing in to fill a gap.” It’s true, the pain gives me knowledge. Knowledge about where to focus my strength training on my next day at the gym, or when to seek professional guidance. So I’m treating this run as a win, because a day later my body is still giving me all sorts of knowledge.

I hope you all have a blessed day, dear readers. Please don’t take anything you have for granted. Enjoy it all, while you have it. And hug your loved ones. Shalom.