Someone needs to keep me honest with this blog..! The original goal was every other day, I did alright for awhile. Back on board.
It’s been a crazy/busy/interesting last week! I got an x-ray that showed healing on my fracture, went on a beautiful hike in Sedona with friends over the weekend, am working on transitioning back into training, handled my computer crashing like a champ, and have been so overwhelmed with gratitude and love for my friends and family it sometimes hurts.
Today is actually my birthday, and for most of the day people have been messaging or texting me to wish me a good day. I’ve received cards and treats and free coffees with cute messages, smiles from strangers, and promises of meeting up later. This is the eighth week of having a stress fracture and not being able to run, and I’ve had a lot of time to reflect on how it has impacted me, but also shaped me. I’ve got a lot of free time, and have made a conscious effort to say “yes” to people rather than make unnecessary excuses why I can’t join them in whatever endeavor. I’ve grown such meaningful friendships, met new people, improved old relationships, and have really been saved from my own self-destruction while dealing with the temporary loss of identity that can be found when one’s sport is taken away. Especially today, I realize how many people are out wherever whom I care about so much, and have spent the day in great conversation and a full heart. There are still many people who don’t know that I am currently struggling with an injury, but are so supportive and want the best for me.
Injury can be an identity crisis; change in general can be an identity crisis; having the right support group can make that all okay. I have realized so much in the last eight weeks that I’ve got a more expansive support group than I ever could have imagined. So many people have listened to an encouraged me, assured me that I will make it through this, and had so much faith in what is yet to come. I realized this all before today, but today especially has made me so incredibly grateful for the amazing people I have in my life. At my lowest and most vulnerable, I am believed in and loved. I don’t know if I could have the courage to keep chasing the dream if I didn’t have the right people with me, and I know I do.
Thank you everyone for the support, the friendship, the patience, and the love. 22 is going to be a great year.