Lesson #5 to Self: The art of becoming resilient
Resiliency
is not for the weak of heart. I should know because I've had lots of
practice trying to get it right. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don’t. But I
am now in a situation that requires that I figure it out sooner rather
than later.
February ushered in more of the same. By the time my sweeping responsibilities for a 50K trail race rolled around (course demarking for those who might be picturing a broom in hand), I took the “come hell or high water” approach. The 33-degree torrential downpour certainly provided the high water component (literally) and the hell part was how my knee felt by the time I finished the assignment. Ugh.
Yesterday I resigned myself to the fact that my “it will eventually heal if I rest it” approach was not working. Hence, I walked myself into an orthopedic urgent care. X-rays failed to show any bony structural issues other than mild arthritis. The provider suggested a steroid shot and a 30-day wait for another appointment and possible MRI. I agreed. What did I have to lose?
Despite a glimmer of hope, last night I cancelled my upcoming 24-hour race, a mere three weeks from now. Even if my knee makes a miraculous recovery, continuous forward motion for that long would likely not help. However, I have set my sights on other races in the coming months.
Now comes the hard work. How will I manage the physical and mental aspects of rebounding from this ill-defined injury? I will need to be smart, calculating, and strategic. I know there will be good days and bad. I must fight with all my might the enemy of inevitable discouragement. And I must see each day as an opportunity to be resilient in body, mind, and spirit.
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