A real mix of a day starting with a 3:30 A.M. nature call , call, call and call which I figured unperturbed the tank. Though not pleasant I figured I would be ready for my eight o'clock trail run.
Eight A.M., twenty one degrees I felt great and ran a very enjoyable ten miles.
Standing around afterwards talking with friends I felt an urgency that was totally unexpected. Bye guys, hello dash home, hello bathroom sprints for the next six hours.
What is unnerving is that I had probably done it to myself with a "Health Salad" the night before. With Sue and her sister taking a long overdue "Gals Weekend" we were left to ourselves to forage the fridge for ourselves.
Dinner consisted of a large (very large) salad of Spinach, mixed greens, a whole large onion, green olives, hot peppers and five or so garlic cloves chopped up it small pieces. Topped with Blue Cheese Dressing it was fantastic ! Perhaps the Vodka Tonic I enjoyed with dinner wasn't the best choice of beverage but at the time it seemed the perfect selection.
These "Events" are getting further and further apart., I am grateful but they serve a valuable lesson, I am not one hundred percent, I cannot ignore the fact that I'm still fragile and finally I should be a bit smarter. (Perhaps a whole lot smarter)
Since my talk at MSM I have had another request to be a survivor speaker. I have been told by so many that what I have done is "inspiring"; to me this seems to be an incorrect accreditation. I only did what I did to keep from going out of my mind. My way was to run, it was the "Drug" I needed to keep my mind away from thinking about my situation. I don't consider that inspiring or heroic, just a way of dealing with it all.
As I update my blog a runner friend of mine is in his last weeks, dying from cancer; a month ago we buried my Mother. All of this gives me pause to consider how good life is, how precious family, friends and experiences truly are.
Six more weeks and winter may be behind us, leaves will clothe the trees, flowers will bloom and new life will emerge. I for one can't wait.
Mike
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