Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Stupid reality, intruding on my Wanna-Try-Its.

So I was all pumped up because I got the idea to run the Mini this year, but then I did some trial exercises and a lot of soul searching and finally admitted that my feet would fall off if I tried to run or walk that distance. And it's not a matter of building muscles or cardio endurance, because I could train up and fix that. But my anterior talo-fibular tendons are mostly made of string now*, and I kinda don't want to be permanently crippled this early in the game. So I'm bummed about that. But I'm still going to keep pounding away at the gym. So, there's that.

* That's not an exaggeration. They're held together by about fifty stitches each. And they're not that big to begin with, so.

2 comments:

og said...

There are limitations, and there are limitations. I couldn't run ten feet at gunpoint, but three months after my 49th birthday I walked 300 miles across Africa. You have many cool things you can still do, you just have to decide which ones are a good fit for you.

Joanna said...

I can still bike like a fiend, so I'm focusing on that now. My gym buddy and I are talking about tag-teaming a triathlon.