I still can’t help but wonder: why me? Fractured foot———is this real, or a nightmare?! Just when I’ve been getting back into racing shape. No PRs on the immediate horizon, but I’ve been chipping away. And lately my racing instinct has been on the rise as I effectively put away two competitors in the final…
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Gym Days XIV-XVII
Monday, 11/12: Arms-Back [similar to workouts stated in earlier posts] Tuesday, 11/13: BREAK New X Ray…. New calcium filling in fractured places (blurriness within two cracks on 5th metatarsal is calcium)! Wednesday, 11/14: Legs [similar to workouts in earlier posts] Thursday, 11/15: Abbreviated Circuit Only about 18 minutes before Chinese lesson… Ab machine: 150 lbs…
Fractured Foot/Gym Days IX-XI
Friday, 11/09: Legs Air cycling: x 8 (with duration of time) 1:20, 1:30, 1:40, 2:00 1 minute x 4 (faster) Resistance Band: 1 minute x 3 times per hip Hammy weights: x 4 sets (at 27 kilos, except first at 23) 15 reps per set Adductor: x4–15 reps at 60lbs Abductor: x 4 –15 reps…
My 5 Worst Running Injuries
5. May-June ’99: Kwai, Botswana Injury & Cause: Some kind of unknown strain in foot occurring one day while racing kids on a dirt road in the middle of the Okavango Delta. Don’t remember how long without running at all, but this thing lingered into the beginning of cross country season and I had to…
6th Time’s a Charm, Right?
In the dark of night, they were coming for me. I didn’t know how close they were, but in that sixth attempt, I wanted it badly. I went out in the driver’s seat, as my tenth grade student runner Tony had done in last month’s race. Typically, I don’t lead from the gun. I build….
What’s the Dead Sea Really Like?
How salty is it, really? Ever drunk vodka straight? The saltiness is so extreme, it’s like that in your mouth. I felt like, one accidental gulp of water would OD me with salt. Know how in most oceans-seas-lakes, you run your hand along the bottom and come up with sand, or plants, or mud? Here’s…
Overwhelmed
I saw through to the Other Side… I ran, and ran, and ran I fall now, prostrate to the Higher One.
The Icing
The Icing. More so than snow, it was the ice continuously pelting my face that made this morning’s run challenging. I deliberately ran into the eye of the storm–straight to the ocean water’s edge on Orchard Beach. 50 mph winds there blasted ice pellets across my face. “Please, Lord, lash me!” I cried out. Lash…
Portal
When a portal opens, do you run the other way—or pass through, into the unknown?
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