Running Update

I have decided that grown ups are children in big bodies. We say things that we don't mean to help us deal, or to justify it in our heads. I stated that I didn't want to run marathons anymore, but I don't think that was totally truthful. I was saying it in the heat of the moment when my body was hurting. Honestly, I think I will run another one. Unfortunately, the Sand Hollow Marathon did not happen for me. I was a volunteer at aid station four instead of a runner. The back sprain that should not have held me back did. The chiropractor across the street from my house is convenient, but not necessarily the best. After 2 visits and not feeling any better,  I went to St. George to the chiropractor that is not so convenient, but so much better at what he does. Ends up I have a deep tissue sprain and I should not run if I am feeling any pain. I think if I had gone to him first I would be farther along in my healing. Unfortunately, I was not able to recover for race day. It ends up that it wasn't such a bad thing because what started out as a gorgeous morning for a marathon, ended in rain and cold. I love running in the rain, but not for 13 miles. I could have done it and I would not have been last. There were plenty of people vying for that position. (Not on purpose of course and I do not judge anyone who comes in last. It is finishing the race that counts. I just have self-esteem issues that surface when it comes to finishing last in a running race). At this point in time I can run four miles without bad pain. I have a ways to go, but am so thankful I can run, even if it is just for four miles.
I have to apologize for it taking me so long to post this, but sometimes it is hard to face the music. I wanted to be better. I didn't want to bow out of another marathon. I wanted to cowgirl up and run an out and back even though I hate them. However, I know it is very important to listen to our bodies, and I didn't want to end up never being able to run again. Finding balance can be hard.
I am thankful that I volunteered. It was a family event and my children are better people and understand the true meaning of service. It rained on the runners and therefore rained on the aid stations. Runners still need water, Gatorade, oranges, bananas, gel etc. in the rain. My children were troopers!