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I bet your knee feels better when it's not constantly so fucking cold out. I've been doing barely enough to keep some fitness, mostly short runs on my wife's annoying treadmill. Keep the faith, brother. When the weather breaks we will be fine.
I bet your knee feels better when it's not constantly so fucking cold out. I've been doing barely enough to keep some fitness, mostly short runs on my wife's annoying treadmill. Keep the faith, brother. When the weather breaks we will be fine.
I wrapped it in a heating pad for two hours last night and this morning it feels 100% better. No "grabbibg," no crunching. I don't know what's going on anymore.
So the last month has been interesting. Had a lot of time to reflect and get all existential on why I run.
I started running 23 months ago as part of a weight loss/maintenance routine. Noticed immediately that it had a positive effect on my mental health, so I kept it up.
Then about a year ago work started to get really stressful. So I ran even more, took training more seriously, made friends with other runners, etc. Then a bunch of horrible family shit happened, and I ran even more. Marathons, 50ks, couldn't get enough miles.
It seemed like the more I ran the better the good times were, and the more manageable the bad times were.
I had a sense that running and stress relief (and maybe anger management, too) were linked for me, but I didn't realize how strongly.
Fast forward to mid-February. I feel the tendinitis setting in on a Thursday. Friday I have a meeting with my boss which, if I didn't have a kid at home, would have ended with me calling her a **** and walking out. So work has reached maximum stress, and I can't run. Great.
The following Monday I do a quick scroll through Indeed.com and see that, hey, what do you know, my dream job (within this particular industry, at least) is available. So I apply. Within 8 days of applying they offer me the job, which includes a slight raise, matching the PTO I've accrued, and better benefits. I accept. Five years of stress, anger and spite melt away.
Yesterday I go out for my first double digit long run since getting injured. I'm excited. I have a plan to get up to 20 miles at least once before the marathon in May. I start running and...something feels different. I get about 4 miles from home and it hits me: I don't want to do this anymore. I don't NEED to do this anymore. And I'm totally at peace with that. Whatever problem I was using long distance running to work through has been resolved, at least for the time being.
I'm still going to run but I'm going to cut back to 20-25 mpw and take a break from the long stuff for a while. I'll do the half instead of the full in May. Marquette 50K is a no-go. Maybe a late fall marathon or 50K instead.
Unless the new job sucks, in which case, see you all back out there next weekend.
In all seriousness congrats on the job. I relate a lot to what you said about using running as an outlet for pent up rage towards soul sucking employment. I often wonder what being happy professionally would do to my drive and I actually suspect it would make me perform better, not worse.
In all seriousness congrats on the job. I relate a lot to what you said about using running as an outlet for pent up rage towards soul sucking employment. I often wonder what being happy professionally would do to my drive and I actually suspect it would make me perform better, not worse.
For me happiness and contentment always lead to apathy. Every major turning point in my life has been predicated on anger and spite. In my 20s it led to a lot of self-destructive behavior but now I'm figuring out how to make it work for me. Like the Hulk.
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