I cried on Wednesday after time trial.

I ran faster than I have run in over 6 weeks because of my torn glut muscle…so I cried because I was thankful that I COULD run, and I cried out of frustration not being able to run as I normally do – comfortable and fast.

I am a strong character. Bubbly, energetic, positive are a few words which I think describe me quite well. I live life to the full and love to share experiences with friends and family. But Wednesday almost broke me. I am also a physio. I understand rehabilitation and time frames for healing. I deal with this on a daily basis. I’m realising that it is hard to treat your own body and to maintain a neutral composure. My head knows how long this may take, but my heart and body is crying out over how long it is taking.

I did my gym exercises today. There is one exercise, a single leg bridge, that I attempted and my body yelled out in pain and weakness. It was a reminder that despite walking normally, being able to run a little bit and sit comfortably now, my body is still healing and there are some weak areas that need time and progressive rehabilitation.

Patience. Hmmm. I am trying. But it is hard.

I have a team. Friends and family who I call upon to hear their advice and encouragement. This has made an enormous difference especially on my “bad” days. I had a really good heart to heart talk with myself this morning, looked at my body as I would a patient, and made some really hard decisions. I decided my body is not ready to play hockey this weekend, even though my heart is desperate to get back on the pitch. I decided that my 38 km 1000 hills in 2 weeks time is now going to be a 21 km, walk/ run. And that my 75 km Umgeni is now going to be a lot shorter.

Why have I made these decisions? Because my MAIN goal and aim this year, is Ultra Trail Cape Town at the end of November, and I need to keep my eye on my goal. I entered these other races as stepping stones to my training. Due to my injury I need to cut back, listen to my own (physio) advice and be sensible to allow my body the best possible recovery.

How often have we focused on the races – or even training runs – when injured and “pushed through”, and in the end we are more broken and see our race goals fade into DNF’s (Did not finish), slower times than expected, or a hard slog just to finish?

I’m writing this, being in the middle of an injury right now, to let you know that there is light at the end of the tunnel. I have focused on other areas – my gym work especially- and also tried to enjoy running at a different pace. I am thankful that I have friends who patiently wait for me and understand where I am at with my running.

Bottom line. Keep your eyes on your goals. Adjust if needed. You will get there and get through injuries and set backs of any kind. Just keep moving forward. Let me know how you manage and cope with injury – I would love to hear different ways to manage myself!