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The Pimple

Everyone has secrets, some more than others. Last week I was writing and I found myself referring to various human ailments as pimples. So... now I like to refer to my big life secret(s) as a pimple. Not just any pimple, but the pimple that is under the surface of the skin that no one would even notice if I didn't point it out. Well, last week I had the whole introvert/extrovert conversation and knowing that I am an extrovert, people know I have few secrets and with a select couple no secrets.

I fail when I try to keep secrets from my closest friends. Here's the thing... As an athlete people don't know what your journey entails unless you tell them. Some people have had weight loss struggles or work out to escape. Other people (me) workout as a social event, or as a hobby. Other people run to fight cancer or because the disease they have might make it impossible several years down the road. Basically, we all have pimples that are under the surface just waiting to appear when you least expect it, or are least prepared for it. Wouldn't it be interesting to know about the journey of the person running next to you? Ask, you might learn something profound or amazing!!!

About a year and a half ago, I was an 11:30 min/mi runner for short runs and a 12 min/mi runner for long runs, and then I hurt myself. I have slowly come back to running and have had some of my favorite memories since then doing various races/rides/swims with people. The thing is, I am back to being a 13 minute miler (or slower) now as a runner and I may never get back to 11:30. The reason? A hidden pimple...

And you know what? I couldn't be happier. This journey is still the most amazing journey I have chosen!!!





 

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