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Don't Call it a Comeback
On June fourth, I was running in the Tourne on a trail I first ran
twenty years ago, a trail I've run hundreds if not thousands of times
before. On that morning, my foot came down on a wet rock at just the
wrong angle, slipped just enough and I rolled my ankle. Not only did I
roll the joint, I came down on it with enough force to break it; a fact
I would learn when I final saw a doctor about it on June ninth.
No surgery was required, but I was unable to run for three months. I was
finally cleared to run. The plan was to start with short distances,
about a quarter mile, on a rubberized track then build up from there,
moving on to treadmills and eventually roads and trails. I was
instructed to spend six months rebuilding my 60 mile per week base.
On the morning of September 11 (a day I will never forget and a morning
that will always make me feel a bit uneasy), I took to the track for the
first time. I started by walking a mile. As I finished the fourth lap, I
said a prayer, asking God to give me the run I needed and the wisdom to
know when to stop. I queued up my playlist: AC\DC's "Back in Black" and
LL Cool J's "Mama Said Knock You Out." I took my first stride.
I've been progressing well in the last two weeks; pushing it on some
days, resting when necessary. Though the short, slow distances have been
frustrating, it feel good to be running again. Every stride I take I'm
reminded of everything I love about the sport.
It's good to be back.
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