I’ve been holding off posting anything for the past week or so.
I’m still kind of in disbelief about what is going on around us and very close to us.
And while the world seems to be wobbling on it’s axis, my mother has been to the ED twice. Thankfully not for COVID-19, but still some serious shit.
The last place anyone wants to be during a pandemic is at a hospital. That’s where all the sick people are. And that isn’t a joke.
Being preoccupied with my mother’s health and that of the world, writing about running seems trivial.
My office is closed and I’ve been on a combination of vacation time to spend time with my mother and working from home.
The weeks never end and the weekend just has fewer emails that need a response. And what day of the week is it anyway?
First Run in 10 Days
Running is a great way to bust stress and step away from the world. I know this. I really do.
Running is that magic pill that cures so many ills.
I’ve just been so washed out lately that I haven’t been able to help my self.
I’m tired, I’m stressed and I have a crap ton of worry.
Saturday I finally went on that run I’ve been telling my self to go on for a week.
I had to make an effort. There was nothing automatic or easy about getting into my gear.
Every one thinks of me as a runner, but I’m not a coin operated boy. Some times it takes everything I’ve got to go and do it.
The first two miles were an effort. I wanted to run six miles but I didn’t know if I’d make it to three. I had to work my self up to caring.
I did the neighborhood watch run as I call it. I run up and down the streets in my neighborhood and am never more than a half mile from home.
You can see from the map below that one street ended at a park. It was the end of the street and I was turning around anyway, but there was literally a sign of the times on the fence.
All city parks are closed until further notice. It wasn’t just a Facebook post from the city anymore.
The Neighborhood Watch Run is a great way to see what is going on and see things I miss when I drive by. Most of these streets I never drive on.
When my watch chimed four miles I knew I would hit six miles.
My legs felt okay and I was just plodding along. No time goals, only a miles goal.
I also decided that I could do five or six miles each day for the rest of the month.
I can’t say it felt great. But when I got back it somehow felt normal.
Stay Healthy my Friends.
6 thoughts on “First Run in 10 Days”
Stay healthy Andy, it is a tough time when a parent is in and out of a hospital and during these times it makes it doubly difficult. If you are up here and ever need to decompress a little from 6 feet away, stop in Augusta and we will find a way to make it happen. Until then keep taking it one step at a time and get out the door as often as you can. Be well my friend.
All healthcare facilities are basically locked down.
Unless you are being delivered to one, you cannot get in.
This is both essential to the health of patients and a burden of loneliness for them.
Being in a bed with nothing to do is boring enough. No visitors must be unbearable.
Stay safe and healthy Andy. Hope your Mom is doing better.
So far so good!
Writing about running isn’t trivial, brother. You’re writing about how you keep happy and sane in an insane situation… seems pretty important to me, bud.
I hear you. It is self care which we all need.
If we fall apart we can’t help anyone else.
I actually got out for 7 miles today. A little slower, but some good miles.
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