Dancing in the Rain

Recently, I was out for a long, long run around town. I was hoping to go 20 miles, without stopping. This would be the first time that I’d ever done it. I’ve been training for a 60K, which is around 37 miles and will be taking place in September.

The first 12 miles went very well, only really stopping because I needed to check in with the babysitter, who happened to be my son’s Pappaw, that day. I got a drink of water and just before running out the door to finish my last 8 miles, I noticed that it had begun to rain. The sun was shining and the sky was blue, but it was raining just above my home. I figured it would be over soon, so out into the rain I went!

A few miles into part two of my long-run, my shoes began to fill with water and I realized that my clothes were soaking wet. As I approached Veteran’s Park, it continued to rain and I even started to hear thunder! This was turning out to be worse than I thought.

I ran my first of 3 laps at the park and started to feel weak and shakey. Usually, this is my body telling me I need to eat something with sugar, however I was several miles from home. I knew I needed a break and a place to sit for a moment, so I took refuge under a “shelter-house”. I hit “pause” on my watch, as I was recording the distance and time in which it took me to complete the run. Because the watch was wet, it must have thought I pressed a different button and this actually resulted in deleting record of the 15 miles that I had run to that point!

I was exasperated! It was pouring down rain, I was completely soaked, my watch had deleted any record of my current progress, and I had low blood sugar. I decided that I just wanted to go home. I tried to call a family member to pick me up, but the phone wasn’t working! It wouldn’t connect. It was then that I realized that I was stranded.

I began to wonder why I even run in the first place! I sat, defeated, for several minutes until it dawned on me. These are the times that make us who we are. In the moments when it seems there can be no victory, is when we have the chance to prove ourselves wrong. I remembered that moments like these are what have shaped me into the person that I am today.

Running in high school helped to prepare me for some of the most challenging times of my life. This includes physical therapy school, the first few months after my son was born, starting a new physical therapy clinic and second location and other major events in my life when I didn’t know how I would ever make it through.

I felt a new energy and I was now more determined than ever to finish the remaining 5 miles of this run! I decided to have a little bit of fun and make the biggest splash possible with each passing puddle. I began to actually enjoy what I was doing! I was enjoying the process, even though it was challenging and even tortuous at times.

Isn’t that just like life? It’s not always easy, and occasionally the odds are stacked against you. But if you begin to find the fun in the rain, even though it’s challenging, you just might make it through that tough time. I finished that run, and now have the privilege of knowing I completed a 20 mile run!

 

Thanks for reading! How can you apply this to your own life? I’d love to hear from you.

 

Dr. Cameron Dennis, PT, DPT

Back on Track Therapy and Wellness

Wapakoneta and Lima

Backontracktherapy.com

234-759-0626