This weekend was one of extremes. I had planned it to be busy; I just never realized how wildly far it would go. Looking back, I should have known; Saturday was my CPT exam and Sunday was my SF Marathon Half, so what did I expect?
I took Friday and Monday off as vacation days. I knew I would need an extra day to study for my test and I had it all worked out. Well….things don’t usually turn out the way we expect them. As I was brushing my teeth, getting ready for work Thursday morning, my lower back went out. I had such immense pain I could barely move. I had back pain through most of Saturday.
Because of all the pain, I didn’t get the studying done I wanted to on Friday, but I don’t think it would have mattered. I failed the test, not passing by TWO POINTS. Two measly points. I was devastated. Oh well…I hobbled home as best as I could and hoped, HOPED I would be able to run Sunday.
A funny thing happened when I started running the second Half Marathon. No back pain. None! Zip! Zilch! Nada! I was feeling better when I prepared to go to the starting line, but there was still some pain as I walked. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to finish at all. I stretched extra and spent time rolling out my leg muscles before I left home. Once at the Spreckles Lake starting line, stretched some more and kept walking around. I never once sat down or stopped moving. Maybe it helped my back. I don’t have a clue.
All I know is once I started running slowly, all thoughts of my back vanished and I concentrated on having a good race. Which I did. I PR’d by 10 minutes over my 2014 SF Rock & Roll Half race. This is a much easier course, but considering just a few hours earlier I wasn’t even sure I could run it.
The After Race Party was great. I ate all the goodies given to me and smiled the whole time. It renewed the love I have for running and helped me be more determined than ever to pass this silly CPT exam. Nothing will stop me.