The Return
Three months ago I ran my first steps outside. I ran very slow and nervously. I was sacred I wasn’t healed and I was terribly out of shape. I ran about 3 miles that day and I was spent afterwards. I was grateful to be out running, but I couldn’t imagine racing a half-marathon, let alone jogging 13.1.
Mile 4
On Sunday I finally had my first race back in 15 months when I ran the Philadelphia half marathon. It went pretty much as I expected. The day before my coach, Heather Burroughs, said to me, “We will be happy with anything sub 72 minutes.” and that’s right where I was. I ran 71:39. It’s strange to come back to racing and run a time that is not your best, or even close to your best (my PR is 66:57), but to accept the time. The competitor in me is a bit embarrassed but the realist in me is satisfied.
I have not run a race since June 2013 and I have not run a healthy race since June 2012. During this time away from racing I was not off training like Rocky Balboa. Instead I was struggling to run at all, suffering two major injuries. The first injury was a severe metatarsal stress fracture and the second was a double whammy when I had both sacral and pelvic stress fractures at the same time. Although I cross trained during my recovery, it is not the same as 15 months of uninterrupted track or marathon training. I’m in the journey for the long haul, so I have to be realistic and know that it will have humble beginnings. My body is not to it’s usual racing leanness and I don’t have my usual mileage in my legs. It will take time, months, before I am back to the place where I want to be, but I must start somewhere. That’s what a comeback is. You have a starting point and you build strength and momentum from there. I must stay the course and remain patient. I have to have faith in myself and what is to come. After two years of constant injuries I put my health as my top priority. Instead of trying to rush my progress I am focused on small steps that are constantly forward.
Just after mile 10
During this time I look to others for inspiration. I look to fellow American marathoner Desi Linden who was so severely injured she was forced to drop out of the Olympic Marathon in 2012. It took her months to heal and she had to withdraw from the 2013 Boston Marathon because she was still not training. She slowly built herself back up and at the Berlin Marathon in September of 2013, she ran a patient and methodical 2:29:15. Then this past April she ran 2:23:54 at Boston. Desi has had a long road back but she has had patience and maintained faith in herself. I will be lining up along side Desi in NYC and I expect she will have an excellent race.
We all have had injuries and disappointments. It is a part of running. It can bring us down and at times be overwhelming when we see how far we have to go. But I encourage you all to take your time, stay inspired and focused. Instead of stressing about how far behind we are, we need to focus on the progress we are making and continue to make. As I nervously started my warmup on Sunday I thought to myself, “I may not be where I want to be, but I am so grateful to be here at all.” We all have our own goals and dreams we are working toward. Mine is to make the 2016 Olympic Marathon Team on February 13, 2016. I look at how far I’ve come from that slow 3 mile run three months ago and I feel proud of the progress I’ve made. This is a journey that will take time, but it will be one of the greatest journeys of my career. I thank you all for believing in me and I want you all to know that I believe in you too. With patience and perseverance we are all working towards our dreams. I’m sure there will be a few more curveballs along the way, but I know I will handle them as they come, and that you will too. Good luck with your journeys, and thank you for following along with mine.
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