everyone in the family was running began at 9:00am in Fort Worth (about ½ an hour drive from my folks house outside of Arlington). So I hopped out of bed at 4am and hit the gym
so I’d be back to help everyone get ready and out the door on time. So as I’m the only person at the gym, on a bike, no music blaring over the speakers at 4:45 am, I had time to think a bit.
Yesterday my mom asked me if I was upset that I wasn’t going to be able to run due to the hamstring pull. No, I answered, not at all. Later in the day she asked me how I could be so unemotional about it after I’ve really focused my training the last few weeks. I gave the flip “it is what it is” answer, but as I thought more about it – I thought it would make for a great posting.
Last year was a great year for my running. I run a 4 miler at the start of the racing season, and end the season with this turkey day race. I shaved more than five minutes off of my 10K time, and about the same with my 4 miler. I also dropped another 15 lbs. Great year.
This year, I’ve had colds in two of the races (one I could only do the 5K, couldn’t finish the second loop for the 10K), got the flu within a day of a third, and have this hammy problem today. I’m not a bit upset.
Because I’ve learned so much from Demetrius.
Just because I can’t run today…it is exactly that. I can’t run today. Doesn’t mean I can’t run in a month. Just means today it isn’t happening. Just because he can’t tie his shoes today, that doesn’t mean he won’t be able to in a month. Just because he can’t read on grade level doesn’t mean he isn’t reading great – just today it isn’t where ‘it should be’.
A year makes a difference in the little ways that makes the worries seem trivial.
Three years ago there were so many conversations between SuperD and me where I simply had to end a conversation in the positive. I didn’t understand a word he said. Today, he speaks well and off the top of my head I can’t remember the last time we had such a conversation. Or cycles. We have 4-5 cycle conversations now. Still a lot of work on his bad days, but we have them now.
I’ll run again and run fine. It’s not an emotional thing. It is a ‘this moment’ thing. I could get bummed about it, but what is the point. Tomorrow will be better and the next day better still. Just like Demetrius. And if we keep the perspective that our issues (whatever they may be) are a ‘now’ thing, well, in a year will today seem so bad?
Oh, and by the way, I still rode a training bike for 40 minutes and did a stair climber for another 20. It was a great workout. I was totally soaked and my thighs are aching. A great workout. A good day in a different way? You bet. You’ve got to take notice of these things.
Hey, SuperD can’t tie his shoes today. But he’s now got his shoe tying book out and he’s trying to do it. A good day in a different way? You bet.
I’m thankful this year that he has helped me keep perspective on something that I could be fretting too much about – this poor race running year. I’m lucky he’s my son. I’m thankful he’s taught me so much about what’s important now, and what’s not.
Happy Thanksgiving ya’ll.