Remember This

On July 22, 2010, in Running, by Meghan

Remember this.

Have you ever experienced a moment wherein you’re convinced that your body and mind are as out of shape as they have ever been, as they ever will be? Behold my moment last weekend:

It’s early evening on the Tahoe Rim Trail and this man passed me like I was standing still. You might not be able to see, but we’re talkin’ about a big man here. I mean no offense to this particular fella’, he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

This evening run turned slow, painful hike was also a wrong place, wrong time moment for me, too. With teleportation powers, I would have fast transferred my wilted body off the trail and into bed. Whooped puppy was I!

Indeed, it’s a far-fetched, gross exaggeration to say that this picture represents the place in time where I am the most out of shape that I’ve ever been, ever will be (I know, for example, that the 22 year old version of myself drank a lot of beer!). Perhaps this picture does represent the most out of shape I’ve been in recent history?

I’m alright with being here, now. I’ve come to a mostly peaceful acceptance of the imbalance of my life, the way its other pieces have overtaken running, because I know it won’t last forever. If, however, I’m still getting passed by 300 pound men on the trail in a year, things will not be okay! And so, I write to remember this.

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5 Responses to “Remember This”

  1. olga says:

    Don't frett, dear (and I don't know how to spell it). I've been at me "worst shape of the latest" so many times, I finally stopped thinking about it, and just accepted the fact life, like an ultra, has peaks and valleys:) The important part is always remember what is really important to you. Smile.

  2. Danni says:

    Olga is wise. Sounds like you've been all kinds of stressed and so I wouldn't worry. You at your most out-of-shape > me at my peak :p

  3. JeffO says:

    Yes, oh Wise One Olga, she dispenses sage advice.
    Me, for example… After 18 months of severe injuries, my "run" is a hike also. Fat men, small yappy dogs, and assorted rodents whiz by. Ever been laughed at by a squirrel? It's humiliating. Especially when they throw stuff at you while laughing.
    But just you wait. We'll both be cruising again, if fate allows. However, if my next injury kills me, then maybe I'll come back as a 300lbs, yappy, squirrel, and I'll serinade you during your runs while using you for target practice.
    (No I'm not stoned now, but the Thai sauce is spicy.)

  4. olga says:

    I don't know about wise, since I need "you're ok" as much as your uncle, but Jeff just made me laugh out loud. I need me some snappy sence of humor. It'd be helpful right about now:)

  5. Sunshine Girl says:

    I'm not buying it Ms. Meghan. You had a rough day and that's it!! You may feel like a sloth, but you're a Gazelle. Remember…G-A-Z-E-L-L-E!!!!

    And I'm not buying it JeffO, you're stoned!!

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