Normally I am a distance runner but most of my running carer i have been plagued with injury. I have broken my ankle, several cases of tendonitis, couple of torn tendons, and a blown out knee were i had to have surgery. This being said i never wanted to stop but on Saturday it was all over my The Last Race. Every runner has it mine was the 400 hurdles at my university conference meet. There was lots of emotion that was rushing through me when i toed the line. The gun went off and i was on my toes i hit the first hurdle in perfect stride which i haven't done all season. Running down the back stretch i hear my team mates cheering then the last turn the final guy passed me. when we got to the home stretch i thought how do you go from being a contender to a guy who is getting whipped at a conference meet. I suddenly cough a second wind a blow by two guys at the finish line. I walked off the track and i thought oh shit that's the last one and four years of college running is over.
To me this was scary because it was like a life line was just cut. running has all i have known for four years every day at 4 o'clock i had went to practice for indoor/ outdoor and cross country and now I'm done.The thing that hits the most is not having that team connection and accountability, this meaning that people are counting on you just as much as you counting on others. Hopefully i can find something that i am good at and enjoy as much as i did when i was a track and cross country athlete.
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