Apathy and whine

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photo credit: Had a bad day via photopin (license)

I am still not running. I am more than ever disappointed in my regression and inability to make progress. For a long time that has been my mantra when things have been going poorly; “Seek progress, not perfection.” But what do we do when progress is not even attainable? How can we be motivated when the thing that motivates us is forbidden? How can we practice patience when the one thing that granted an equilibrium and bolstered our ability to be patient is still not allowed?

I have no answers.

Running 2016

Still no running. Longingly syncing old runs and trying to not think about the fact that I paid for a race next week which I will not run. Excited to be able to run Nerd Herd Running‘s “It’s Our Time” Trilogy this year. I will be doing some additional fundraising for Stupid Cancer in the weeks lead up to each race.

Walking without an ankle brace today. Might try an easy .25 mile walk tomorrow.

When Tenacity is a Bad Thing

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The reboot was working. I was back to running 5-7 days a week. I found a training plan that was working and I was on my way to running a half by months ahead of when my scheduled one occurs in November. I was running in flurries and rain and all kinds of craptastic weather. This week, the week that it is in 70s everyday, I hurt my ankle. I don’t remember doing it specifically, but the medial area was sore. I wrapped it and then ignored it as best I could. I was at a SCA event, on my feet, all day Saturday. I went shopping all day Sunday and both Sunday and Monday I run/walked to get miles for a March Madness challenge I was in.

After coming home yesterday and then sitting all day because of the pain, I decided I am not invincible. I decided that my tenacity and drive to make it past week 2 in my challenge may in fact create a situation where my long-term goals (Lose the weight I have gained +25 more before I run a half in November; Run that half; Run under an 11 minute mile) are seriously compromised.

So I am sidelined and sad. But I will go and grab a book and sit in the sunshine with my foot up and finished that book I have not finished yet. And remember All Will Be Well.