Wow, sure has been quiet in here. See, I’ve been building robots (to take over the world), and spending too much time being ill, lately.
Robots are fun; being sick isn’t. I had a really stubborn cough that just wouldn’t go away. Still have a bit of it. It comes and goes. I’d like for it to go away, really.
This cough started around the beginning of July, and caused me to miss a lot of training, and even a few days’ work. But of course, I had gone through the trouble of signing up for Seawheeze, and I wasn’t about to give up a ridiculously heavy carrot medal just for a cough.
My respiratory system is feeling much better than it was a month ago, when I could barely walk a few blocks without going into a coughing fit. And I know that my physical form can take a half marathon — or at least, I’ve successfully run them in the past.
I’m not going to talk about my performance, but rather how this race became a step in my recovery from injury to health. Yesterday’s race was about a few “moments” that really stuck out to me.
- Spin class on the Dunsmuir viaduct. Maybe they shouldn’t tear down that thing after all. Turn it into a gym!
- Running off the Burrard St. Bridge onto Cornwall: Wall-to-wall people, all running, all being amazing.
- Band on a barge, making up running-based lyrics to well-known songs.
- Legs hurt, can barely walk home. Can’t wait to do it again.