They say you don't know what you've got until it's gone. I would have to agree with them-- today I balled my eyes out. It's been a very long time since that has happened. I realized that it's because I was happy with my relationship, and now I'm super sorry to see it go. Running, I miss you. I need you. Please come back to me.
I'm mad at myself for injuring my knee over a stupid football game. I have come to understand that running was always the most important thing. And now I can't do it. I can't take off and clear my head. I can't settle into a zone where I don't feel my body. I can't perpetuate the happiness that running has brought me.
And maybe it sounds a little melodramatic. Thursday I will know if running is gone forever, or just an elusive mistress that will one day be mine again. In the meantime, I am planning on cultivating a new connection-- swimming. Joint-friendly swimming, I think you and I are going to make great friends.
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