26.2 minutes

16 Oct

You know, it’s incredible how life can poke you in the eye when you don’t expect it.  To be fair, I kind of expected it but was living on prayer that I could avoid the whole “change of plans” kind of thing.

I can’t run the marathon this weekend.

It seems real now that I’ve posted it on here and facebook (when did virtual become reality?!).  I went to the doctor yesterday because Monday night turned ugly quite quickly.  My stomach went all apocalypse on me and if I wasn’t so lazy, I would have rushed my hurting self to the ER.  Did you know, stomachs aren’t supposed to feel like Hulk Hogan is twisting your insides all up?

After not falling asleep until 4:30 am and then waking every time I moved (or took a breath) I didn’t make it into work.  I called my doc and secured an appt for yesterday.  I went in and essentially I told my story and was then referred to a GI specialist.  I need to get the scope-down-the-throat-test to take all the pretty pictures of my insides.  I wonder if they will let me keep one… wouldn’t this just look lovely hanging on my walls?  Conversation piece for sure.

it’s quite possible at this point

I asked the doc, “so, I have this marathon on Sunday – can I still run it?”  I hadn’t even finished my sentence before she was shaking her head no and giving me a grim smile.  Her response, “I think you already know the answer to this”.  I did but was hoping beyond hope there was a magical pill that would keep me in the upright position for the duration of the run.

All of this took place in 26.2 minutes.  Or close to it – I’m not even joking.  I might be a couple of minutes off but that doesn’t have the same dramatic effect so please bear with me.

A fellow marathon friend asked me if I was going to listen to them or if I was going to run it anyway.  Trust me, I did and have considered it.  What about the half?  Why should my stomach get to make all of my decisions for me?  Don’t we live in a democracy?  But I’m not going to.  I don’t want to end up being the poster child who was carried off in an ambulance that non-runners can tout as the reason people shouldn’t run long distances.  Plus, it would be embarrassing and everyone would mumble, “why was she so stupid?”  Because that’s exactly what it would be – stupid.  I’ve spent many a day putting my health on the back burner in hopes the troubles would just go away and now here I am.  A bit of poetic justice?  Not to mention, my ankle is still bothering me and a stress fracture I do not want.

Ultimately, I have extremely mixed feelings about this.  I’m relieved because during the 1/2 a couple of weeks ago, my stomach HURT SO BADLY.  I barely made it through the 13.1 and doubling that distance would have been challenging.  The other part of me is completely disheartened.  I am so tired of feeling sickly and I’m distraught that it’s now taking away something I enjoy.  I’m trying to start to look at it as an opprotunity to get healthy so I can be a comeback kid.  I’m going to wallow this weekend though.  And sign up for a 5k – she didn’t say anything about short distances!

The doc also suggested I give up or at least cut down on coffee.  Ummm – dashing my marathon plans and cutting coffee in one appt?  Why doesn’t she just rip out my soul?  I have a pinterest board titled, “coffee is a lifestyle”!

Needless to say, I won’t be cutting it out but I have started using tummy-friendly roasts.  And I’m making sure to stick with the one a day (20 oz).

So there you go.  No more Detroit.  I’m not signing up for any longer races for a while.  Health has to come first at some point, I guess.

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One Response to “26.2 minutes”

  1. Falyn @ Slacker Runner October 16, 2014 at 1:21 pm #

    I totally feel your pain. I’m sorry you have to cancel your marathon, that’s rough. Hopefully the tests will figure out what’s wrong and it’s an easy fix. I don’t know about your doc but mine did give me my scope pictures. Definite conversation starters.

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