Last week I went to a running camp. Among runners one of the first questions beyond, “What’s your name?” and “Where are you from?” is “What are you training for?” I found myself telling every new running friend that rather than training for a specific race, I was training to be in the best shape possible going into my upcoming surgery. That is not exact the answer that my new running friends were expecting to hear. In telling this story numerous times over the course of the weekend, I felt more and more comfortable sharing. As I expressed in the previous post, I decided to start writing the blog again as a distraction from food while I recover for six weeks unable to eat or drink. There is something about writing down what you are thinking and feeling that is extraordinarily therapeutic!
Today I ran a 5K race in my hometown that was in memory of my former high school cross-country coach. While I was initially disappointed with my performance today, I realized it was the best I could do. It was very hot with high humidity. I had had rather high g-tube output the past few days and the combination of the weather and starting the race a bit dehydrated was not the recipe for success today. This afternoon I had time to reflect on my race. Yes, it was slow, and no, it was not my best race of the season, but I was out there doing it. I ran as hard as I could and when my body was telling me it couldn’t go any harder, I listened. I think in the week before a big surgery I need to be focused on taking care of my body. This 5K today was only the pre-race, the big race I have been training for is on Friday.