I decided it was in my best interest to stop running for 1 month. I know it seems a little counter-intuitive, if you want to improve you think run more, train more. However when dealing with tendinitis I needed to do the opposite. For the month of November I did not run. at.all.
I feel as if I have lost something. As if I misplaced something I love and value and just can not seem to find it. My heart is aching and I find myself tearful as I fold laundry or pick up toys from around the house. There is nothing that can be done to help me find what I so dearly miss, but I would never change the fact that I received it in the first place. My mind is at peace though my heart aches. I am not as angry as I should be; I am not resentful to the one who took it from me. Instead, I am choosing to be thankful to the One who gave me the chance to have something of so much value for even just a short time.
Growing up my parents had a hilarious book in the bathroom for your convenient reading titled "The Worst-Case Scenario Survival Handbook". This book prepared you for things like: runaway trains, UFO abductions, and crossing piranha infested rivers. Fortunately my situation was not quite extreme enough to warrant a chapter in this book, but I hope this blog post at least helps a few people out there.
When it comes to swimming there is very little time that you can “buy”. On the other hand, just like in cycling there is a lot of time to be saved (arguably more) without necessarily increasing effort (power output).
After running, Tim found a motel room for us to shower and clean-up before heading back to Seoul. The conversation and ensuing negotiations for a 2hr motel room, where more than comical. Tim's broken Korean to the hotel manager: "room, short time please?" The manager proceeded to bring out a tissue box with an escort advertisement on it implying a call the number on the box. "Anyo! Anyo!(NO!NO!)" Tim proclaimed. He then he said in his embarrassingly limited Korean, "wife. baby. shower"...