~ A Love Letter ~
Well, sure they do. But, not really. Not today anyway.
We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend. “Robert Louis Stevenson”
Well, I am pretty sure I found 919 honest friends over at Dailymile. Amazing place. Yesterday, I posted a workout. My 16 mile long run that ended in tears. It was the most emotional run I ever had. It was hard, I hated it and I was pretty sure I would never want to run again. Plus, I was solo. I always try to “hook up” with other runners but it just never seems to work out for me. This was just not the run I was looking forward to. My legs ached from the first step I took. I started wondering if perhaps I should forgo the run and just go home. But then I started moving and decided to do a Forest Gump. Keep on running.
It never got easier, and when I reached out to Eva and she encouraged me, I felt a good mental boost and kept on going. This bit of encouragement really helped me. I didn’t feel so alone. There was someone out there cheering for me to finish. I cried then. Looking back, I must have looked rather foolish. Curly hair flying in the wind, tears streaming down my sad face and my legs doing some sort of running shuffle as I plodded along.
Got this run done. Cried again at home. A lot. But this time it wasn’t so much about the run as it was about many other emotional issues I am dealing with. I had to let it out.
Then I felt kinda sick and decided to take my temp. 100 on the dot. I was running a low-grade fever for the entire time I was running. Plus, I fasted the day before for Yom Kippur. 2 strikes against me. I am not the sort of runner who needs or wants excuses on why a run went bad. But for this particular run, I felt the need to understand what went wrong.
I spent the rest of the day in bed dozing and watching the Jets win. And hydrating with Powerade and water. All I wanted to do was sleep. But…….
I periodically checked Dailymile and saw the comments pouring in for me. I was and am completely overwhelmed with joy and appreciation. Everybody felt and understood what I went through and even why I cried during my run. It is simply incredible. Strangers who are no longer strangers to me and friends whom I met before. All of you came to support and help me. 56 comments. How do I even begin to thank everybody?
Without you in my life, I truly believe my running wouldn’t be nearly as amazing as it is now. And I am not saying I am an amazing runner. I am saying that even if I crawl for 2 miles, I feel proud and want to post it immediately on Dailymile. You, Dailymile, can make even the most mundane of runs, feel special. Dailymile, I discovered my core because of you. I discovered that I can do pushups and crunches. I finally found out what a plank is. And I can do it. And I can tell you all about it and you are always happy for me. I can tell you I cried during a run and I can tell you that I hated it and I get 56 comments. 56 amazing and motivating and loving comments. I always wonder, what did I do to deserve you Dailymile? Still kinda wonder. I don’t want to run without you, ever. I want to know you will be there for me. So far, you have been there every single day. You never let me down. Not even 1 time. So, I thank you and appreciate you and most of all, I love you.
Bib Number for #MCM #25823.
Coal City, WV ~ 25823. Not too far from Odd, WV 25902
Thanks to Joe over at RunWestchester I now have a city and state to correspond with my Marine Corps Marathon Bib#. How cool is that? Since all of us runners are so number oriented, I thought at least some of you would appreciate this.
6 weeks to Marine Corps Marathon. I’ve got some intense training weeks to go, but I will get it all done. By myself or with friends. Doesn’t matter. I have the heart and determination to make it happen.
“There is only one big thing—desire. And before it, when it is big, all is little.”