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“If it doesn’t challenge you, it doesn’t change you”

Let me begin with saying how grateful I am for the amount of support I have received from my family and friends. Every well wish and positive energy you sent my way didn’t go unnoticed. It’s times like this that you discover how compassionate some of the people in your life truly are. To my husband and kids, thank you for taking care of me. You made sure I was comfortable and didn’t go hungry. You hung out in bed watching tv with me and sometimes watching me sleep, you offered encouragement and so much love with your kind words and your sweet and tender smiles, hugs and kisses. You made me laugh a image nd kept me entertained. I love you guys so much. To Kip, your heart is so full of love, I’ve never met a more giving person. You racked your brain seeking a way to put me back together and for that I’m forever grateful, your gift of healing others is beyond imaginable. Thank you my dear friend! To my sister, your guidance and advice has been spot on. I’ve know what issues I was going to be dealing with each step along this journey. I had hoped to prove you wrong but as usual your knowledge and unfortunate experiences dealing with stress fractures was accurate. Thank you so much for your daily texts and phone calls. Love you forever my best friend.image

I’m happy to report that I’m finally out of the boot. I’m officially on the road to recovery. For all of you who have had the not so pleasurable experience of a stress fracture and/or needing the boot to heal I’m sure that you will agree with me the real work begins when it comes off. Luckily my sister and I discussed some of the issues that may arise. Kip had also given me several exercises to work on. I had also asked a few of my running and non-running friends what they experienced. I knew I wouldn’t be able to pick up where I left off but somewhere in my mind I thought I might be one of the lucky ones who escaped with nothing more than a tender and sore foot. Nope, no such luck!! Where I had the fracture is tender and sore which I expected but I didn’t really think I’d be dealing with shin splints, the beginning signs of plantar fasciitis and knotted and tight calves. Wasn’t I suppose to feel better now that the boot was off? What in the world was happening!! Why was I dealing with symptoms that didn’t exist prior to my injury…but enough about that, imagemy blog isn’t about my injury or my recovery.

My story is about all the joy and happiness I’m surrounded by. I started practicing yoga at home and I’m feeling strong and refreshed. I’m scheduled to teach yoga classes beginning in 2 weeks. I’m completely excited and nervous as I embark on this new quest in my life. It will be challenging but my mantra as of lately has been “if it doesn’t challenge you, it doesn’t change you.” The other joyful thing in my life is that I was able to go out for a run this past Thursday. It wasn’t easy but I had to test it out. I went out for a 2 mile run to see where I was physically. We were registered to run the Hot Chocolate 15K (9.3 miles) on Saturday. I had already made the wise decision to change from the 15K to the 5K (3.1 miles). I was really happy that I was going to actually run. I set 2 goals, first was to enjoy the run and the second was to attempt to keep an 11min. pace. I somehow managed to meet and surpass my time goal which was icing on top!! When it felt tough I chanted my mantra to myself. My heart is happy and I’m humbled at how resilient we are. I still plan on taking it one day at a time and enjoy every second of everyday.

So with an open heart and an open mind.
Namaste
~Melanie

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Ready to Boot “the boot”

Sorry for the delay in posting a new blog. I guess I’m having bloggers block. As you all know when we hit the ground running with our blog I was healthy. I was running and preparing for the Dopey Challenge in Disney World. I had just completed my yoga teacher training and then BOOM, out of nowhere I end up with a stress fracture. On a bright note, I’m healing!! Yes it’s been a slow process but it’s progress in the right direction.

Once I returned home from Disney World all I wanted to do was sleep and that is exactly what I did!!! Rest, rest and more rest. I literally would go to work, crawl in bed the second I got home from work and sleep, then eat, then back to sleep and repeat. This went on for 2 weeks. I felt like Jenny from the movie Forest Gump!! It was like I hadn’t slept in years. I went from being an early riser to not wanting to get out of bed at all. This is so not me. I always have 50 things I need to do or want to do but my body wasn’t having of that nonsense. I’m glad to report that I finally feel rested. I am nowhere near running at this point but thanks to Kip, my sports therapist, I have been able to walk out of my boot for an hour or so per day. It isn’t pain free but it’s manageable pain. His advice: “your will has to be greater than your thoughts.” Pain is inevitable but suffering is optional. So everyday after work I’ve been taking baby steps without the aid of my boot. I’m ready to give the boot a boot but per doc’s orders I need to remain in the boot until my next visit. February 4th needs to get here already!! So until then I will take it one day and one step at a time.

Thanks for all your continued love and support.

With love and gratitude, Namaste

Melanie

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I have completed the Dopey challenge.  I ran all four races without any problems until Mile 25….

I had come to Disney to enjoy the race and spend time with my sister.  The trip was not what we had envisioned. She was in a boot and I was still nursing a mild case of plantar fasciitis but I had a game plan.  I was going to enjoy the atmosphere and have fun.  I was not racing for time. We had planned our outfits:  Day 1 – Captain America,   Day 2 – Red Minnie Mouse,  Day 3 – Elsa and Anna, and  Day 4 – Pink Minnie Mouse with Marathon Maniac shirt.

We ran the 5k at a leisure pace. We even took our picture with our running brother Bart Yasso, “Mayor of Running” and Daisy Duck.  Melanie had ran without the boot. She had decided after the race to run the 10k but to wear her boot.  She was unsure if she was going to be able to do the half or the full marathon.  At that point she decided to wear her Anna outfit.  She said she had worked hard on the outfit.  I was still going to wear my red/white polka dot Minnie.  We had decided to do our own thing for this race.  As I was running the 10k, I missed her during the race.  I didn’t have my picture buddy.  That evening we re-evaluated her foot.  She said she felt she could walk the half.  I supported her decision. I know firsthand what dropping out of a race feels like.  I told her all the pros and cons.  I’ll admit I didn’t want her to run the race but she’s an adult and I have to trust her.  The race went well for us.  We enjoyed ourselves.  I do not feel I sacrificed my race for her.  I ran my race it just happened to be together. I was happy and that’s why I run.

Marathon day!!!!  It had been 51 weeks since my last marathon.  I was a little nervous.  I had a game plan: Fuel every 5 miles, keep an 11 min/mile pace,  stop Cinderella’s castle and take pictures, and finally meet Melanie at mile 24.5.  The first thing to derail my plan was my watch, it stopped at mile 16. Makes it hard to stay on course without a watch.  Especially the hard miles.  Yes, I know there are clocks on the course but it’s not the same. Second thing the rain.  Yes, the rain was light but it’s still rain.  It also was humid when it stopped.  Seeing Melanie at mile 24+ was great.  We hugged, she took pics, and I was almost done.  I knew once I saw her I only had one more park, Epcot. I left her feeling good. I was a little behind pace but coming in under 5 hours.  I didn’t feel tired. Nothing really hurt until mile 25.  I rounded the corner coming into the park and I felt as if someone had stuck a hot poker in my left foot.  As you can see from the picture above no problems less than a half mile before.  I stopped walked a little.  Shook my foot a bit (shake it off, shake off).  Absolutely no help. I gutted it out.  I hate to admit this but I cried.  It hurt so bad.  I knew it was broke.  I cried because I had done what I was supposed to and my body betrayed me.  I finished the race smiling.

I will be honest.  I didn’t want to share my stress fracture in this blog.  I wanted to write about the run. I didn’t want our blogs to start as the running lives of 2 injured sisters.  I want this blog to be honest and that’s why I have to tell my story.  I now have to evaluate my history of why I have now had 3 stress fractures in less than a year in 3 different places.  I have been running for over 10 years on a regular basis and have never been this injured.

The doctor in me knows why and that will be my next blog.

Thank you.

 

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“Boot Girl”

Well, I’m proud and happy to say that I completed 3 of the 4 races. I’m learning to accept that I wasn’t able to run the final race, the “beast,” the full marathon. Anyone who has ever ran a full marathon can testify that it isn’t something you take lightly. I’m not implying that the half marathon isn’t tough but when you decide to train for a full marathon your base mileage is 10-14 miles. So you may as well get use to running 1/2 marathons on your “easy long runs.”

Today was a tough day, I had to put my big girl panties on and deal with the fact that I was not going to be running the marathon. Which meant I was not going to be earning my Goofy and Dopey Challenge medals. This is my first DNS (did not start) race. It was a tough decision but honestly I know it was the right thing to do. I need to allow my body to heal. Two weeks ago I wasn’t sure I would be able to walk much less run one race. So being able to complete three of the four races exceeded what I thought was possible. I had my fears. Then my fears turned into gratitude. I had to set my ego aside. This injury has humbled me in more ways than I can express.

To my sister, I’m beyond grateful for you. She stayed by my side running the 1/2 marathon with me. She caught me at mile 5.5 (we started in different corrals) and she sacrificed her race to stay with me. For that I will forever be grateful. I also want to thank the running community, so many runners, spectators and volunteers offered kind and uplifting compliments. Nothing prepared me for that type of emotional support. It was the fuel that kept the warrior in me fighting to finish and to finish strong and with a smile. So for all of you who sent me positive energy and love I want to thank you and I want you to know that no gesture went unnoticed. You were there by my side at all the right moments, sharing my journey. Whether it was a thumbs up, a pat on my back, a kind, encouraging word or walking/running with me for a portion on the course. You will forever be in my heart and thoughts. From the bottom of my heart, thank you!!

To the few who felt the need to express your opinions in a “maternal or paternal” manner on why I was running in a boot, I understand your worries were for my well being. However, as the saying goes “if you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all”. I did appreciate your concern luckily my yoga practice has taught me to take what I need and leave what doesn’t feed my soul.

My fairytale didn’t end as I had hoped, I wanted my medals more than anything, honestly who doesn’t love bling, but it wasn’t meant to be. It did end with a desire and determination to get healthy and to honor myself and my body for what was accomplished. As I close my tale please know that it was a hard call not to run but my fairytale doesn’t end here. I will heal and I will come back a stronger runner and a more compassionate and humble person.

I also have to thank my family, my husband and kids who supported me from home. You guys are my rock. I know you were worried and I appreciate you allowing me to figure it out on my own and my friends for your support and for honesty. I cherish you and your honesty.

With love and gratitude I thank you for taking time to read my blog.
Namaste
Melanie aka “boot girl”