You are on a roll. You feel terrific and strong. You are breaking PR’s left and right. You are just beginning training for a marathon. Then BANG you are blind sided by that energy sapping flu bug. You begin worrying that you are going to lose everything you’ve worked for for so long and you will have to start over from absolute zero. Which leaves you no time to train for a marathon.
You love to run, you want to run. But you have suddenly changed from an athlete into a wheezing old cripple. You are like a chained dog straining to break free and run. You feel like gnawing your own limbs off…your world comes crashing down in an irreparable heap of twisted rubble.
After this initial knee-jerk disappointment, you begin to calm down a bit. You know you will be running again in a few days, maybe a week at most. You know that being down with the flu just gives your body that much more time to heal from the pounding it takes during a long training session. Your fears die down once you realize that you will reach the peaking of the healing curve (in terms of running) just as the flu eases up and lets you begin running again. You come out even stronger than before.
But it still sucks big time.
To close on a laugh: Karen just commented with: “If you are to the point of gnawing through limbs, start with your arms first. You’ll need your legs, eh?”
Thanks for the laugh, Karen!