Bum Knee

Well if you are dailymile/tweeting bestie you probably already know but if not: I won’t keep you out of my life loop.

Today at the biggest race of my summer I had to make a very hard decision.  I was in first by over half a mile and I began to feel an extremely sharp pain in my leg.  I am a strong woman (somewhat) but this was something after tinkering in my mind for about ¼ of a mile, I decided I couldn’t run on it.

I stopped when I saw the next batch of race course officials.

I watched people hundreds of people pass me (and yes there was lots of crying involved…some from pain and some because I was more emotional than a 13 year old girl hitting puberty).

It was truly one of the hardest things I have had to do.  I waited a good nearly 4 minutes before the next female passed me.  Sad story.  I’m not completely devastated because I truly know I would have given it everything I had and won that race. 

I’m more upset because I don’t know how long I’ll be without running.  I keep telling myself that I am more than a runner, or a swimmer, blogger and this time will pass.  Running will always be there for me-as will a race similar to this.  I am really upset don’t get me wrong but I’m trying to be a little positive polly.

So while I am upset, I did hear some news from the doctor that makes me think I may indeed have half a brain.  When I was in the emergency room getting all my little tests done (and tendon jammed back into wherever it goes…oh my god…insert some tear pains here), he said that if I had continued running with that much force on an already bumming tendon, there is a 75% chance it would have popped and I would not be running for 6 months.  So YAY for stopping. 

He says I’ll be able to run in anywhere from 1 week-1 month but he thinks it will be a more speedy recovery.  I sure do hope so.  I can’t do any weight bearing activities such as aerobics or running, but can swim.  He told me I could also bike-but I hollered back (just as with my fractured heels) that I’ll be lethargic before I start biking.

and yes this was postrace with Theresa, a racing bestie of mine. And yes I was holding on to her for dear life because I cannot stand or walk solostyle right now very well

And as I said on Dailymile, I will use this time to work on real girlesc.  Whatever that is…

To work on my real girl 21 year old party animalness…I went out looking like the hottest fashion statement alive.

Dress: Charlotte Rouse
Knee brace: Ace
Flip flops: Rainbow because I can’t wear anything else and we all know I love me my stilettos.
And please don’t forget the race numbers that won’t come off my arm (sharpie)

Like I always say…I keep it classy.

True life: I wasn't even posing for this photo.
aDuBs got my 90 year old butt granny panties in just my size.

 

We went to a delicious seafood restaurant.  True life: I love aDuBs so much for agreeing to it because I really thought they had other food besides seafood…come to find out that they didn’t.  She fell in love with the hushpuppies though.  🙂

The lighting was terrible for my foodie/beverage shots so let’s pretend these are award winning photos.

I think I got this this piritini with coconut rum because it was the only one with a cherry and we all know my creeps obsession with those...
crab cakes and scallops are nomtastic.

 

And you will be happy to know I  found myself a new man.

Question for you:

1.       Do you like coconut rum with cherries because I do…

2.       Oh and have you ever made a hard decision to quit something?