Marathon Monday

          Marathon Monday was the first day it hit me that I actually wasn’t running the marathon. It hit me harder then the full speed cab hitting my leg. This feeling hit me as soon as I threw on the “2012 Boston Marathon" shirt.  From that point forward the day consisted of obsessively watching the marathon online, tracking the runners I knew, crying when no one was looking, and having the absolute worst attitude in physical therapy. This was also the day my physical therapist explained to me that even when I can put 100 percent weight down, I will still need my crutches for awhile after. Right… It doesn’t make sense to me either.  All in all, it was the hardest day yet. 

        On Tuesday I realized how much physical progress I was making.  Marathon Monday was the first day that I could take steps forward without the plates poking me. I was so caught up feeling bad for myself I didn’t even notice. Since then I am walking so much quicker and am in much less pain. I am even having Tylenol free days! I have doubled my minutes on the bike and tripled the milage.

The 2012 marathon is now behind me. Along with many other marathons, The 2013 Boston Marathon is now ahead. I will never get there with the terrible attitude I had on Marathon Monday. It’s time to move forward emotionally, not just physically.  Really though, I think those things go hand in hand. My ankle feeling so good after feeling so bad makes it so easy for me to believe that my running career, along with everything else, has only just begun. 

A Little Bit of Sunshine

When I asked BAA (boston athletic association) if I can defer my entrance for a year they said "no, too many runners get running injuries." So, I politely responded and explained that this was no running injury and I was actually hit by a moving vehicle. Their answered remained no.

UNTIL YESTERDAY. I can officially defer my acceptance and run next years marathon because of the heat (88 degrees). NOT because of a deadly cab driver, but because of a bit of sunshine. Whatever, i'll take it. I was debating if I was going to run anyways. The weather was REALLY the deciding factor.

This was definitely the best news I have received in 2 months. I went to the expo with a smile on my face (almost) and picked up my number. I partied with my friends and had a great time. Crutch danced, hopped, played the guess what happened to me game. All that good stuff.

After my first surgery I was home for 5 days before I went back into the hospital. During this period I could do literally nothing on my own. I was physically incompetent. Taking 5 steps from my bed to my chair was a struggle. But I got through it with so much support. Though I am no longer physically incompetent (even though I felt it a bit on the Penn Station floor) I would not have made it through this weekend without the same amount of emotion support.

To all of you runners who are powering through the heat tomorrow-- you're incredible. Good luck. I'll see you at the starting line next year. I'm all in.