I was talking to someone concerned by my recent foot injury and the conversation delved into the philosophical. In the past when I have been obstructed from running I would be negative and grouchy in my interactions with others. I don't like to miss a day of planned running. However, this most recent injury initiated feelings of relief and acceptance instead of anger and discontentment. I can clearly see that I did not take enough time off after my track season which ended with lingering injuries. I ramped up my mileage at a rate that was too much given those lingering injuries. Plus, I neglected my core, foot and hip exercises which are critical to staying injury free. I knew better. I know better.
I am on my way to the Grandma's Marathon in Duluth, Minnesota with four friends. Three of them are running their first marathon. I was intending to run the half marathon (and I brought my shoes and uniform) but my participation is doubtful. I simply enjoy the sport. Watching is less stressful than competing. When I race I push myself to do well, that's the point of racing. Watching others, I hope they do well, but if they do not I will be at the finish line welcoming them anyway.
The past cannot be changed. The only option is to go forward from the present.