The time since is mostly a blur, the
blur of someone living day to day hoping that tomorrow will be
better. I'm happy to report that life is better, not perfect, not
without challenge, but better.
My torn Hamsting is on the mend , now I
begin the process of building back endurance to compete in my
eleventh JFK Fifty Miler in November. The word compete is something I
have been thinking a great deal about, instead of the word
participate.
To me, to compete means that I will try do
my best, I should have very little left in the tank when I cross the Finish
Line. It means I'll be I no shape to run another race the next day or
even several days later, I should be “spent”. To compete does not
mean I will have a great finish among my peers, rather that I gave my
best on a particular day.
In no way do I think that participation
is a bad thing, it's wonderful that many want to participate but I
prefer to compete as long as I can.
Today was my first “Long Run” since I tore the Hamstring. Nine trail miles in an incredibly slow two hours twenty minutes. Not too damn competitive hey, but a start and I could not be happier.
It's only early August but already I
see some leaves sporting bright reds, Fall, my favorite time of the year
is coming.
Stay Happy
Mike
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