Today was the day that I have been planning for since I began running in February. With great anticipation I donned the fuchsia run skirt I have been saving for this very day, along with a run singlet and sneakers and headed to the race course. Unfortunately, I headed there as a spectator as I am still sidelined by my running injury, but that did not mean I could not look like a runner! Because of this, my running partner had to tackle this solo, so I wanted to ensure I was there to cheer him on. This was the first race I had ever attended as a spectator and I was surprised to see how many people were running. I was worried I would not be able to see him, but luckily was able to cheer as he hit 2k and then later on we high-fived as he ran past at about the 8k mark.
To be completely honest, I was a little teary on the sidelines under my sunglasses. This race represented a lot of hard work and dedication, not being able to run was upsetting, frustrating and disappointing, especially considering that this was my first race, the goal that had jump-started my entry into this sport. I quickly forgot my own feelings as my partner ran by, he was fulfilling his goal and I was extremely proud of him for doing so. I also saw some of my other friends and running partners along the course and was able to enjoy being a spectator even if I could not participate.
The day could not have been nicer; it was already hot at 8:30 when I left for the race. It was inspiring to see people of all levels and abilities being active out in the fresh air on such a beautiful day. I was extremely impressed to see parents running as they pushed a stroller, I only hope that I can be that hard-core if I ever become a mother.
In terms of my own running, watching the race definitely left me with a desire to start running again as soon as possible. Television is getting a little old; I cannot understand how people choose to lead sedentary lifestyles. I am getting cabin fever; I could not do this long-term. Walking more than 1k at this point (without pain) would be a real treat. My exercise consists of bridges, ¼ one legged squats, some push-ups, other upper body exercises and additional homework from my physiotherapist. If I want to go really wild I am allowed to ride the recumbent bike for 15 minutes on a low resistance setting.
One advantage, and possibly disadvantage, to not being able to run is that I do not have to meticulously plan my eating around the running. I cannot really do any cardio that would give me the runs, so, I can go a little crazy with the food! For example, tonight, we are making my mother-in-law’s baked been recipe. This is extremely exciting. I never eat beans, and honestly, I may not live to tell this tale, they may just ravage me from the inside out. But, it is a long-weekend, worst case scenario, we have one very “musical” evening and I spend tomorrow in the bathroom with several magazines. If it really ends up being a shit-show, I pop a lot of Imodium on Tuesday before I head to work. So, with that, I leave you for a feast of beans. Remember, “run hard, be strong, think big”! Congrats to all of those who ran the Bluenose today in Halifax!