I made a commitment, accepted a challenge. Saturday, I decided to break that commitment, to fail the challenge.
I told you all I would be participating in the Runner’s World Summer Run Streak, running at least one mile per day through July 5. I have made a very purposeful decision to break the streak, but I want you to know why.
As I have explained, I had an injury following the White Lake Half Iron triathlon. A visit to Carolina Sports Clinic fixed me right up so that I could run pain-free, but my ankle was still swollen, an ailment exacerbated by running. The Black Mountain Monster didn’t help the situation. Running is still painless, but each run returns my ankle to the size of a golf ball. Friday night I went to Carowinds, a local amusement park, and after only an hour of walking around, it hurt to bear weight on my left foot. After Saturday’s triathlon, I iced it and took a hearty dose of ibuprofen. However, it was then that I decided it simply needed to rest.
My goal race for the fall is the Savannah marathon. Training begins July 14th, and I need to be in the absolute best place health-wise when training starts if I want to pursue my very ambitious time goal. Continuing to run on a swollen ankle will not allow me to be at my best.
I don’t like quitting; I think I actually like it less than failing. However, I am human, and athleticism is not a natural inclination for me. It requires hard work, a lot of dedication, and even more humility. This will not be the first time I quit, but I can promise I will only ever quit if continuing causes harm. I will continue to run (I could never give it up!), but on a much more limited schedule until I get my ankle back to normal.
Onward and upward.
Have you ever had to quit?