That was amazing.

After 90 minutes of mental tug-of-war, I finally laced up and darted down the driveway.

  • Do I really want to run this morning?
  • Maybe I’m over this running thing and on to something else?
  • Do I even miss running?
  • Why should I run with a breakfast sandwich and a cup of coffee calling my name?
  • Is your shin ready for this?

During the first hundred strides these thoughts persisted, but vanished in almost an instant as I rounded a familiar bend in the road and the filtered sun hit my pale face.  Actually, my very pale face.  Taking over a month off of running in Spring has kept my complexion in mid-February form.  For me, this is pale on pale.  Don’t even get me started on my legs – literally blinding!


OK, back on track… those questionable thoughts evaporated.

As I approached the neighborhood landmark commemorating the first mile – an elaborate Packer helmet mailbox – I performed a sort of system check.

Brain… Feeling clearer and more certain.

Back… Sweet!  Thanks for asking. 

Quads & hammies… All good friend 🙂

Left shin… Feeling OK… or not?  Oh, sure I feel fine.  Wait a minute, is that Mr. Stress Fracture?  Nope that’s your brain playing a trick.  Good enough.  Keep going!

After thanking my shin for this extensively confusing progress report and final acknowledgement to march on, I did just that.

I completed the 2.2 mile neighborhood lap and prepped for a quick check-in on the boys to make sure there were no fires or pile drivers.  To my utter surprise, the only thing that broke out was a civil and scary calm game of Monopoly.


Jaw-dropping shock!

Cool… I can keep running!

  • Yes, I want to be running this morning.
  • No, I’m totally not over this running thing…not even close!
  • I have missed you, my friend.
  • That breakfast sandwich and coffee are going to be awesome after a few more miles.
  • And my shin is reporting positive feedback.

Three more mind-cleansing miles in beautiful conditions ensued.  Well, my mind likely manifested the beauty.  It was technically pretty nice outside for a run, but to me, it couldn’t have been more pristine.

In the midst of those three miles, the Monopoly game ended in favor of a living room brawl, a toy tornado of some sort passed through, and they discovered a treasure on Amazon that just had to be purchased.

Here’s the negotiation…

Sam – “It’s only $4.84.”

Me – “How much is shipping?”

Sam – “Only $5.26.”

Me – “That’s crazy, but let’s order it.  You’re lucky you caught me right after running.”

Sam – “Really?  When do I need to pay you back?”

Me – “Don’t worry about it.  I’ll pay for it.  You know, Sam, after I run everything in the world is perfect.”

Sam – “But it really isn’t Dad… you know that, right?”

Me – “I know, but it sure feels like it.  Do you ever feel like that after you run at school?”

Sam – “Nope.   Thanks Dad!”

Maybe someday he will. But I sure hope he forgets about this specific moment when he’s 16 and wants a car.  If he catches me post run, it will be an easy negotiation.


I didn’t fully realize it until living it again… this was the moment that was missing for the last month.

I’m me again.

Here’s the final three-point assessment of my return to running:

Physically… feeling strong and still a pale hue.

Fiscally… $10.10 poorer.

Mentally… 10x richer and feeling truly amazing!


Check out what Captain Henry and I are up to on May 22nd @ Lambeau Field!!!  If all continues to go well over the next few weeks, we’re still going to take on this adventure.  Your support is appreciated!  🙂


2 thoughts on “Me again…return to running!

  1. Glad you’re feeling better! I injured myself in February and just got back to running 3 days ago myself. Right now I’m sitting here all laced up and ready to go…but it’s raining :-/ You gave me a good idea with the P90X though – I’m going to pull out my Jillian Michaels DVD and let her kick my ass today. Happy running!

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