50ish…
But my mind feels like 25.
Your mind doesn’t agree with your body. What I mean is—you’re thinking like you’re still 20, but your body is screaming 50ish.
That you’ve run before is irrelevant. Your body doesn’t want to participate today. And those damn flyers are now coming in the mail from AARP. I’m not 60 yet! Nowhere near it. I am 50ish.
This was supposed to be a short morning run. However, it turns out to be a run with a surprise. How you may ask? Well…one fourth of the way down the street. I trip. Mind you, I did have on my coal-miner light on my head and all. The one where you can see even the ant crossing the sidewalk at ten feet. Yeah, that one. But—was blinded by my own two feet.
I remember tripping and the next thing I knew. The inevitable was happening. I was going down in slow motion. It reminded me of something my mom used to say, “It felt like that sidewalk was coming to greet me.” Well, not so much in my case. Half my body was on the sidewalk and the other half on the grass. I guess that was a blessing because I didn’t feel hurt. I saw a small scrape on my left palm, plus it was throbbing. I used it to brace the impact.
So, what did I do? I jumped up and looked around and said, “Did anyone see that?” I continued. What else would an advent runner do. Or, a twenty something mind? I made it back home in one piece, but during my shower I noticed pain in my shoulder. It lasted throughout the day. I felt pain in other parts of my body, too like my knees, other side, and pelvic area. Almost felt like I ran a marathon! Not a pleasant sight. Lucky for me, I had some vitamin M on me. That’s Motrin, so named in the military because of its popularity among sailors. I downed three of those bad boys. You know, they’re only 200 mg each. I felt as if I needed 800, so I settled for three.
The funny thing is, I almost had a flashback from a couple years ago. I fell almost the same way, but—. It was at school and I call myself racing one of our students on the 100 m. The difference was my ego got way ahead of me, and I fell face forward on the hard-cold track. Pulling a muscle, I would later find out, and breaking my big toe. That landed me on crutches for a month and therapy. However, that’s when that twenty something voice took over. Another story…not for today.
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