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The Student Who Couldn't Pass

Can you believe I am envious of all the runners who ran 20 miles a little over a week ago? Well it's true. Yesterday I woke up thinking I could run again. Knowing better I hopped on my bike but called A to let him know I was going to join him and the others for our typical Monday run. Once again my body had different plans for me. I woke up this morning and almost fell to the ground when I took my first step. I have been in extreme pain ever since. The only relief I had was when I was on my bicycle for about twenty miles.

It is so frustrating when you do the homework but you still fail the class.




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  1. Boo! I am sorry this is such a pain, literally! You aren't failing the class!

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  2. Ditto Laurie! You are NOT failing the class. (Nor am I.) We've just gone from being athletes to being athletic supporters.

    No. Wait. That's definitely NOT what we are!

    (Did you smile at least a little????)

    The homework is a journey itself. And one that I believe you think has been worth taking. We are just sitting at a stop light a little longer than we expected. And while we may miss the race we thought we'd run, at least we get to laugh at all the runners in skirts.

    Oh. Wait. I wear running skirts. Hmmmm.....I gotta learn to think BEFORE I type. :-)
    Lisa B

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  3. Hang in there, sweet Sarah! You are not failing the class... not by any stretch. You are being challenged in new ways, and you will overcome these as well. Have faith knowing that you WILL heal, and that your spirit will be that much stronger when you do!

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  4. You aren't failing the class. You are just like many others out there that know what they love and hate having to wait to enjoy it. I hope that your timeout gets shortened for good behavior!

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  5. You aren't a failure. I haven't been able to run in over three months. It's really trying. I have learned, though, it is MUCH MUCH more important to listen to your body...or you could end up nearly-dead in some cases. Hang in there!

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