The thing about running injuries that really
gets to me is all the inactivity that is required to heal. It seems counter intuitive to all active
people like me who know about moving: it
keeps you healthy and alive. I sprained
my ankle a couple of months ago while picking huckleberries and I’m just
getting back to jogging a little.
Now I’m back to
coaching my cross country kids and jogging a warm up with them before biking
the full run alongside their running strides.
It’s very hilly here on the Palouse so biking has more uphill challenges
than just running and my kids know that.
Some community members chide me while I bike alongside the kids, but I
remind them that you don’t see the football coach out there taking hits on the
line with his players.
The
good thing about all of that is that it gives me time to read and sit in the
sun drinking beer or gin and tonics or some other summer-y concoction. As I assumed, I gained a few pounds while
icing an achy ankle but I am staying semi-active and riding out the storm. Even when I originally wrote the first draft
of this I sat in the morning sun drinking a hot cup of tea and enjoyed the
companionship of my cat. You have to
take life in stride and if that means (and here I use two overused—perhaps even
patented—saws) making lemons into lemonade, just do it.
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