Contrary to appearance, all of these irregular occurences are related: all of them involve my ongoing efforts to tackle a marathon. The x-rays were to check for stress fractures in my foot, the ultrasound treatments were to encourage healing in my foot, and the campus police car ride was to promptly obtain the x-rays at a nearby university's medical center.
After a few weeks of rehab, the tenderness in my foot had yet so subside, so the athletic trainers suggested x-rays. Luckily, they photos came back fine--there was no sign of a fracture. The doctor requested an MRI, but told me I could run as much as my foot could tolerate in the meantime.
So, today I ran 20 miles. The long run wasn't the smartest idea--it was actually quite reckless, given my foot pain and low mileage the past few weeks. But I promised myself that if my body adamantly said no, I would stop. My toes tingled in the first quarter of the run, but then odd sensations became less noticeable. So I kept going.
There were several times I wanted to surrender to thirst and heavy legs, but I was so grateful that my body was working that I pushed on. For three hours and nineteen minutes, I ran.
I have yet to understand what my foot is doing--it's still tender upon compression and often tingles with impact--but despite this obstacle, I'm back on training schedule.
Regardless of what happens, I'm ecstatic that just working towards this goal has led me to run the farthest I ever have today.
With my scrumptious Chinese food today, I received this fortune. I find it both relevant to my life now and this oufit:
You can't change the wind but you can adjust the sails.
I can't change God's plan, so I will embrace it and adapt accordingly.
As a liberal arts student/endurance athlete/violinist/fashion enthusiast, I find beauty in many spheres. Consequently, I have no idea where life will lead me. Here is where I document my journey to creating myself--soul-baring reflections, embarrassing photos, and all. Feel free to join me for the ride.