A Runner In A China Cabinet


    I need a couch, a pillow, and a counselor - in the form of a pair of running shoes and an endless road.
     The past two weeks have been full of ailments and one run. One. Single. Run. It is driving me CRAZY!  I need the road! I need some earbuds, my GPS watch, and sweat!
     This is my first case of the "No Running Blues" and it's killing me... I didn't realize how therapeutic my runs have become. How liberated I feel when I stop my GPS watch when I finish the route. The feeling of "Nothing Matters" when I'm away from the worries of the day and I'm alone on the road. I feel like Rose on the bow of the Titanic screaming "I'm flying!" but not flying.. running.. and I'm not on a ship.. I'm in my neighborhood with my neighbors giving me strange looks as I lap their house for the 7th time...
     I've been side lined for two weeks. COUNT THEM - TWO WEEKS! I feel like I need to rip something apart.. or eat a gallon of ice cream.. or rip apart the lid of a gallon of ice cream and then eat the ice cream.
     Just to recap, last week I had some serious issues with some cysts. This kept me from running all week. I got up Saturday THRILLED that they pain was all but gone and ran my first 10k. (I might add that I didn't finish last and I was 20 seconds faster than my training PR. Um, GO ME!) But the excitement left me as the terrain on this 10k was not was I was used to. As in there were some steeps hills and I'm a wimp.. and I apparently got granny syndrome and hurt my hip. After laying in bed for 3 days.. and limping around like pirate for the 4th, I got up this morning with a ray of hope because when I got out of bed and didn't feel any pain. I knew my addiction ran deep because my first thought was, "SCORE!! It's better!! I can run now!!" But that was short lived.. about 30 steps later I could feel it starting to catch again. Stupid hip....

     I have a 5k this Saturday.. pre-registered.. running from Zombies.. my hip better get its act together.. it has 2 more days.. DO YOU HEAR ME, HIP?! YOU HAVE TWO DAYS!!!!!!!

     How do you guys deal with the No Running Blues? I need ideas... or valium... or fruity pebbles..

 *sigh*

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