To run again

In October 2010, I was in an accident that messed my knee up. The orthopedic surgeon said therapy could help repair it, so I didn’t need surgery. 4 months later, he told me I could no longer run. Not news someone whose ran for 20 some years wants to hear. I had to switch to riding a bike and taking walks.

In February 2011, I was in another accident. I should not have survived this accident. I was a passenger in a truck and we hit an icy patch on the road and hit a tree 10 yards away at 30 m.p.h. I woke up in the hospital. The left side of my body and the right side of my face were pretty banged up. After I was released from the hospital, my brother and I went to look at the truck. The front passenger side of the truck was shaped like a tree trunk. 

I went to my doctor and he recommended that I see my orthopedic surgeon. The ortho was surprised to see me again a month after my last visit. Physical therapy was schedule for as soon as I could stand on my leg again. The Physical Therapists weren’t as surprised to see me. 4 more months of PT and I was informed yet again, that I could not run. 

For those who run, you know my pain to hear this. What most people don’t realize, is that runners are a special breed. If something has us upset, we can’t figure something out, or we just feel like we’re being dragged down, we go for a run. Running helps release oxygen, endorphins, and calms the nerves. It also allows us to have a few moments of the day to ourselves. 

Not being able to run, makes me feel sluggish. I cannot explain this to people that don’t run, but I’ll try. It feels like everything on me weighs about 100 pounds and I have a hard time moving. My body is conditioned to expect the release of oxygen and endorphins when I feel this way. To not be able to run, was like literally killing a big part of who I am. 

Fast forward 2 years later. 

I am now running again, against my doctors, surgeon, and therapists advise. I don’t get to run like I used to, but at least I can still get out. In October 2011, I had a rotator cuff surgery due to the accident. I informed my surgeon than that I was running again. He gave me a look that said, I’m gonna see you again in a few years for a knee replacement. I explained to him how I had slowly worked my way back into it. With much trepidation, he gave me the O.K. He also gave me a lot of restrictions too. 

I no longer run the distances or at the speed I once did, but I still get to enjoy the oxygen and endorphins. Plus I no longer have to feel lethargic. I also no longer get to run everyday. The surgeon told me every other day and on the off days, walk or ride the bike. During the summer, I ride the bike, but with winter almost upon us and snow already on the ground, I go for walks. It is a fair trade off in my opinion.

To write or not to write?

To say I am accident prone is not really accurate. I am not going to deny that I haven’t had my fair share of them, but I am not clumsy or a klutz. It just seems that bad things always seem to happen to me. Of course no one sees it that way. They see it as quite the opposite. I actually have very good balance and great hand-eye coordination. I am just not as embarrassed to point out my own weakness as everyone else is. Plus everyone has a good laugh when someone they know injures themselves. Since I am the type of person who will forgo his own pride to help someone else feel good, I usually joke about myself. Minus the laughing part, writing is the same way. I have weakness. I make mistakes. Yet, I continue to write. Why? Because the only way to improve is to make them. To recognize them. To accept them. They are just as much a part of me as the color of my eyes, or my supposed ability to always cause an accident.

I subscribe to A LOT of different blogs about writing. It helps me to see how others write. It helps me to find my own voice. And sometimes it also gives me information that will help in the long run. Many of the blogs that I read are about copywriting. Some, but not enough, are just about writing in general. It seems the hottest topic lately is about creating your platform, or fan base. I am always hearing I should do this, and I should do that. I reminds me of marketing. Here I have no tips to offer. I just know that since I have started this series, I have increased the amount of my followers by about 30. I know that doesn’t sound like much, but I do not promote this. I just post it and let it go. I only talk about it with my writing groups and on this blog. So to get new followers every time I post, gives me a great sense of accomplishment.

Back to the accidents. It seems that every 2 to 3 years I end up in the hospital. My friends seem to think it is because I am clumsy. They couldn’t be more wrong. When I end up hurt around them, it is because of their actions, not mine. Do I point this out to them? No. I know it is because they have been coddled and told they do no wrong all their lives. Does this bother me? Again, no. Some people just never seem to grow. Some people seem never to be able to take off the blinders of childhood. All through out childhood and my adolescent years, I was told repeatedly that I had the skills and creativity to be a great writer. When I applied what I was told in the real world, my blinders were ripped off like the breath had been knocked out of me. I cannot tell you how many times THAT has happened to me. The breath, not the blinders. Being the 3rd child of 4, I had the privilege of seeing my parents as the amazing PEOPLE they are. Not the illusionary figures that my brothers and sister hold my parents. It never hurts me as much when the blinders get ripped off. I grow, I change, I adapt. The same with my writing.

Well i have rambled on for long enough now.

Happy writing everyone.