Mobile Minutes: Taxing


I’m feeling it…
During the day I’ve been inside a school each day this week, and Monday’s training session in the evening just flat lined me.

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So...much...paint...

I’m struggling…
The motivation is real, but my body is just wiped out physically each night. I’m worried that pushing it will lead to injury, and with season changes that’s the last thing I need to deal with.
Additionally…
Icing and heat processes, along with taping for support have been going on for my Achilles. This stems from an injury back in April/March. Frustratingly, I’m still having problems. I can’t cut well in the corners, and accelerating “lift” off my left foot is extremely limited. I’m not moving 100%. Sure, times are dropping, but I know I’m holding back because of the pain.
So…
With back-to-back 5K races coming at the end of October I’ve decided to do the one thing I despise in the upcoming month.
I’m going to actually see a doctor…
I’m not really happy across the board right now, tons of stress, and I’m feeling slightly betrayed by my body.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Human After All


I’m trying to remember back to the last time I spent three hours in a workout of some sorts. I’m thinking 2006 was probably the last time, I was the true gym rat at college. Primarily because the girl I was dating at the time was on the volleyball team, and I wanted to attempt to be as fit as she was (not even close).
After being sick, after dealing with the heat, and after even absorbing the defeat in the work force, today was the first time our that I wasn’t dying by the third lap on the track. I spent two hours on the track, and an hour in the gym. I ran a few miles, sprinted a few times, and pushed my body hard…but not to the point of complete failure.
It felt nice. I felt human, and this time it was in a good way. The sweat and heartbeat felt purifying, as if I was mentally shedding off the past two weeks of struggles. Feeling new muscles working as I keep improving my stride allows me to see a new season of life.
A strong run is the perfect way to recalibrate life after it has gotten a bit off track.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: New Pains


I finally hit the threshold of exhaustion today. I spent an hour running outside, followed by another hour in the gym. With the 94℉ heat you’d expect some tiring from being outside, but it was the elliptical at the gym that really caused me to question life.

I have no stride, and an elliptical is great for forcing you to have one. Near the twenty minute mark I was just moving to move. All my muscles were failing, sweat was pouring off my face, and I just kept repeating the same question:

Why am I running?

Only through exhaustion can I see a clear picture of dreams, desires, and prayers. Darco always asks me what I want to do that would be fun. My answer to her is the same as my daily prayer, I just want to run.
I want to fly down the track, and move with the breeze. I want to feel my legs firing in sync with a wild horse. I really have no clue my purpose for being placed on this earth, but this much I do know:

While I’m here, I’m going to keep running with my dreams.

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Big thanks to ALO drink for always keeping the cramps away.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Feeling Human


Nose is finally cleared up, the headache is vanishing, and I can hear things out of both ears. I made it to work, drank my smoothie, and am still working on my hot black tea with lemon and honey. I finally feel human again. There was a toll to this though, sadly Darco is now out with the same crud for the weekend.

Believe it or not, this is the first time since we’ve been together that both of us have succumbed to the same ailment. In fact, to date there hasn’t been a time that Darco’s been sick until now.

I suppose this officially makes us a real family.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: It’s Here


It isn’t pumpkin spice lattes…
It isn’t autumn leave scented Yankee Candles…
It’s the other thing…

…the seasonal cold…

I woke up at 2:00 AM, 4:00 AM, 6:00 AM, and 7:00 AM last night, knowing the sensation, my head hurt, my throat hurt, and the dreaded word drainage was taking place. I started the day with some fluids and hot coffee. It’s now near 2:00 PM and I’m fading fast. Not how I really wanted to start out the week, and I’m sure I contracted this from being at my parents house on Saturday. At first I thought that perhaps it was allergies, but the chills getting out of the shower this morning put everything in perspective.

I don’t want to be sick. I can’t be sick. I don’t have time.

Ugh…

-D-