It's been nine days since my last run, I am much more of a mess then I thought I'd be.
There is no doubt that I'm addicted to running but I certainly did not fully understand the implications until I stopped “Cold Turkey”.
First the Physical aspects, within three or four days I started getting leg cramps. This was even after walking or ridding my bicycle, this past Saturday I rode eight miles, Sunday, it was eighteen. (No it wasn't the biking that caused the leg cramps.) The “Impact” associated with running must serve as a nerve stimulator as my feet are experiencing a widening of numbness. Walking does not seem to be an adequate substitute, yesterday my entire right foot went numb across the bottom of my foot. I'd have to check the blog but I think it's been months since I felt numbness across the entire foot.
In addition to the hands and feet issues my GI tract seems to have settled into a different pattern, one that I am not to happy with. I can coax activity through certain foods, beer or several glasses of wine but none of those are healthy long term alternatives. (Augh ..... the foods are healthy enough).
Physicality takes second seat to dealing with my head; there I am a true mess.
If I didn't realize it before, it's now hammered home that running is my link to normalcy. (At least as normal as I'll ever be) Running, even slowly on my beloved trails sends me to a different place. When I am really into it I become ageless, clueless to what has happened and what may lie ahead. I become totally immersed in the moment. There are times that my almost sixty year old body forgets years and responds with the same feelings I had as a younger man even if the effort is not the same; and you ask me why I run ?
My brothers understand this as well. Perhaps not in running, but in biking and weight lifting. Perhaps one of the best complements I ever heard was someone saying, “What is Wrong With You Guys?”..... Nothing ........ Absolutely Nothing .... and ....... ain’t it great.
Mike