Actually, I didn’t run. After breakfast I got ready to run with all my favorite running gear in Boston Marathon colors.
I tried, but I couldn’t. My darn leg, my leg that has kept me from running and kept me safe at home, didn’t let me run today either.
And while I’m so frustrated with this injury and I think I have a really long journey ahead getting back to running, today I was thankful that I couldn’t run. Thankful for the pain and for the time I’ve been given to focus on priorities and take care of myself and my family.
I did my dedication miles on the stair mill while watching the news.
I did the elliptical for a bit after that also.
Joaquin asked me this morning if people got hurt at a race. Not sure where he heard it or anything. It caught me off guard, but I told him yes and that we were going to go for a walk for them today.
So weird thinking how to explain something like this to a child. I hope he doesn’t ask again. I’m not prepared.
I want to do more to help though. If you know of anything or ways that we can, please feel free to share in the comments.
I found this website that lists some ways we can help and thought I would pass it along.
Did you run or walk for Boston today?