Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Panic?

I went for the run on Sunday night on the track at Bally's. It helped, a little...at least during the run it was feeling good, was even kind of fast (at least for me lately) so maybe the 11 laps to a mile is a bit off? Anyway, regardless, it gave me the release I needed that night. However, I'm still stressing. Things are still not quite right and I don't know what will get them there. Well, maybe I do know and am not ready to admit that yet, or maybe accept that is the better word. There comes a time you know what is necessary and still you might not want to go there, you think that maybe if you wait enough the thing you're waiting for could happen, maybe, right? Time is important. So is patience. But when you've given all and asked for little, and still don't even get that, you have to wonder.

Sometimes the anticipation is worse than the actual event too.

5 comments:

MNFirefly said...

Hang in there. Life can really suck sometimes.

Anonymous said...

Yikes - you're scaring me a bit. I hope things improve. If not, you've got to do what is best for you, even if it sucks.

I had to take almost 2 years off from running. I absolutely hated it, but now I'm glad I took care of the issues - even if it did take me forever to get the right diagnosis!

I had to laugh at your comment on my blog about thinking there was a turtle in the tree. :) I can just imagine that poor turtle trying to figure out how to get down. (In case you didn't figure out what it was - it's a wasp nest - kind of freaky, especially since it was hanging over the fence of someone's backyard!)

Take care and think positive! I'll pray that all is well soon!

Anonymous said...

OK, I just read your previous post and now I'm thinking this isn't about your physical issues. Ugh! I'm so sorry. :(

Anonymous said...

Think positive! It will get better.

JustRun said...

As much as I hate to admit it (even to myself), time. It's the one thing we can count on to let us know what we need to know. In the meantime, try not to think too much. (I do that, way too much.)