If pushing myself to run six rounds despite my arm and leg hurting was crazy... and now it is still in a cycle of numbness and pain... was it worth it?
My failure to complete it on monday allowed me to hear a netballer come up to me and say 'you ran quite fast in the first round, what happened after that.' Told her it was an old injury that acted up pretty badly (much due to the screwed up accupuncture I was dragged to two weeks before)...
She pointed to her ankle and said that she injured her ankle too, but she told herself that it is mind over body and completed the six rounds. Opening my mouth to offer a feeble retort, I started doubting the pain I was feeling, and set a resolution to finish up 2.4 on friday. Managed to do so at the expense of myself.
As my friends dragged me to see a chinese doctor, and the pain and numbness came in cycles, I suddenly remembered what one person once typed to me...
'Pain is not a team sport.' Why did I feel a need to attain some sort of affirmation that whatever pain I had was worth stopping for.
We're all running our own races.
Is there really a right to pain/sorrow?
Everyone has the right to it, so long as they do not impose on others.
I finally found the answer.
Not satisfied with it tho
-idealistshadows.
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