Thursday, February 02, 2012
You know that old saying that when man plans... God laughs? That seems to be oh, so true in my life, leading to my theme, "don't get cocky". In the face of success, I have to be very careful. Because just about the time I think I'm flying high and have the answers... SOME twist or other shows me how wrong I was!
2011 was a great year in terms of personal health and athletic eventing. Finished that first half marathon, ran a 5K at the end of the season in under 10 minute mile pace... even gathered a couple of gold medals for my age group in some non-mainstream outings. It wasn't such a great year in terms of people I care about: lost a nephew, oh, too young... illness hit a sister, in breast cancer (she's doing very well), and a sister in law in ALS (and she's doing as well as can be expected).
2012 dawned with my having a whole lot of dreams of building on the athletic event side of things: I had joined a gym so I could swim and prepare for a triathlon in the summer. I had hired a personal trainer with a background in triathlon, to help me develop a strength training plan for the same goal. I had "blended" my half marathon and triathlon training plans into something that "looked good to me". And I started executing the plan.
THEN... three weeks ago, I guess it is now... a cold. No biggie, right? A few days off, rest up, start back. Then BAM... sinus infection... misery. Get put on drugs for it, once again start back, with lesser expectations, maybe? Like the plagues of old, not enough! I can hear the belly laughing. The reaction to the medication. I am actually laughing over it myself... it's like some kind of song or story that's a lesson for us all.
I've had my heart blessed a lot already this year, and it's only Ground Hog's Day! Hopefully, unlike the movie, I won't have to relive this scenario endlessly. The fact that I'm writing this and with perspective, speaks to improvement... I'm itching less (on antihistamines, third day now), and able to talk of things beyond how I personally feel right this minute!
I do think I'll have to reschedule the personal trainer and the blood bank... just to be sure this stuff is behind me. Don't want to alarm the gym rats with a spotted body... they might not understand. BUT, I can still use my treadmill, right here in my home, without alarming anyone. And that is the plan, starting today... work the whole day, and walk on the treadmill when I get home.
Despite the storms, folks, life IS good. Spark on!