Finally Smashed... kinda

Back on the first of August, I became aware of the fact that I was very close to reaching my yearly mileage goal. At that point, I was overcome with excitement.

The very next day, I began to have significant pain in my right ankle, and I would later learn that I had to take some time off with my feet up. What's more, I was having some other health issues, and a second doctor forced me off my feet. I was devastated. And I felt like a failure.

Reaching my goal was so close I could almost taste it, and there I was being forced onto the couch and not able to finish what I had started. But Drs orders are Drs orders. And I didn't want to play around with the possibilities of how long I would be sidelined if I didn't follow their orders.

So I followed their orders, and I sat on the couch. A lot. My brain and body felt like they were turning into mush. Just when I felt I couldn't take anymore laying around, it seemed like the 2 weeks was over, and I got back out there.

And I am proud to say that I am proud of myself.

As of this past Monday night, I have met my goal. I didn't pass it by a lot, but I reached it.

The goal was 312 miles in 2013.

I am currently logged at 313.8 miles for the year!

I did it.

And somewhere along the line, with the help of My Fitness Pal, I managed to also lose almost 8 lbs in 3 weeks. I am shocked.

As a final side note on today's post: last week I chose to leave the I Run 4 Group and stop running for little Donnie. While being laid up, I felt as if I was short changing Donnie, and I felt like he and his family deserved better. In the end, this is probably better for me as well. I need to make sure that I am running for myself for awhile.... at least until I get back on my feet.