You may have noticed my posting lately has been a bit spotty, particularly since I went on vacations. Forgive me, my friends! Training for the NYC Marathon to raise money for the Endo Foundation has more or less obliterated my life (or my productive Sundays at least).
As a thank you for sticking around, I’m sharing my race day playlist! It’s…eclectic. Don’t judge me (too much).
My physical therapist told me this horrifying story about how she trained for a marathon three times — and three times when she reached the peak in her training, after a 20- to 22-mile run, she ended up with stress fractures in her feet until eventually she needed surgery.
Naturally, this story lodged itself in the back of my brain.
When I ran 18 miles two weeks ago in my training for the NYC Marathon and the dull ache in my right foot didn’t really ease up after a couple days, I of course convinced myself it was a stress fracture.
I know we all bemoan the fact that we're too attached to our phones, and in a lot of ways, it is truly awful. A few years ago, I dropped my iPhone in the toilet and the old bag-of-rice trick got me nowhere.
I felt completely cut off from the world for 12-15 hours, and not in the good vacation-y way. I had to call my parents that night and let them know I'd be somewhat out of touch. Since I had a Mac, I could use Facetime, though teaching them how to use it without being able to talk them through it was a challenge. I was anxious about going to acupuncture for the first time the next day without the aid of GPS.
And I'm ashamed to say it, but...I couldn't meditate without my phone.