{"id":738,"date":"2015-09-09T03:10:02","date_gmt":"2015-09-09T03:10:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/?p=738"},"modified":"2015-09-09T03:18:35","modified_gmt":"2015-09-09T03:18:35","slug":"just-call-us-the-comeback-kids","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.ramblingrunnergirl.com\/?p=738","title":{"rendered":"Just Call Us…The Comeback Kids"},"content":{"rendered":"

Not all comebacks are created equal. They don\u2019t all look alike and they don\u2019t always lead you back to exactly where you were. But they do all have one thing in common. Every comeback requires that when you get knocked down, or fall down, you have to get back up again and keep going.<\/p>\n

You might remember my friend Katherine that was in a really horrible bike crash back in April, we weren\u2019t sure if she would make it. And if she did, we weren\u2019t sure what the damage would be. A mere two or three days after she got out of the hospital, I was admitted to the hospital for dehydration and Pyelonephritis that went septic (that basically means the infection got in my blood and was trying to kill me).<\/p>\n

This summer didn\u2019t look at all like last summer for me or Katherine. Last summer, I was training for my first (and only for the foreseeable future) Ironman. By the end of last summer Katherine had qualified for the Ironman World Championships and was preparing to compete in Kona. This summer, for both of us, workouts were considerably less intense. Not that I am comparing myself to Katherine on any level, her accident was completely different from my illness, they left very different scars. But we were both brought back to zero for a while where triathlons are concerned.<\/p>\n

On Saturday, I made a comeback, of sorts. Before I got sick I had signed up to be on a relay team of 6 people to run 82 miles. At the time, I had confidence in my abilities. 13ish miles in one day, sure, no problem. But as September 6 edged closer and closer, I wasn\u2019t completely sure what I would be capable of. I gave my friends an opportunity to find a replacement if they wanted since I was the obvious weak link of the group. They assured me that despite my lack of speed they still wanted me on the team. And so, for the first time ever in my life, I asked for the shortest, easiest legs of the race. I knew what I was capable of, and I knew it wasn\u2019t much.<\/p>\n

As we started watching the 10 day weather forecast, we all hoped that there would be a major cold front to come in and push summer\u2019s last efforts out of the way. Unfortunately that didn\u2019t happen, so we were left to deal with 95 degrees, humidity and sun, which made the \u201cfeels like\u201d temperature somewhere in the low hundreds, as we made our way from Creve Coeur to Hermann, MO. This had me a little (a little meaning A LOT) worried. I didn\u2019t want to end up in the hospital again. No more IV\u2019s for this girl this year, thank you very much.<\/p>\n

When we got to the starting area, I immediately thought I was in some kind of a sick joke. It was awesome to see so many familiar faces, but with our start time being the last of many waves between 4am and 8am, I wondered what I was doing with all the fastest people I knew. My mileage this summer has been low, and my speed has been even lower. And yet, there I was with lots of speedy peeps.<\/p>\n

I was the #2 runner, so I was glad to be getting my first leg out of the way early. I was set to go just before 8:30am, before the heat of the day, for about 4 miles. However, that first leg was 99% in direct sun. No shade. It was brutal. As I finally made my way across the Highway 364 bridge to the exchange point, the very last runner to start this leg caught up to me. We handed off our bracelets and the exchange volunteer said to me, \u201cAre you the last one?\u201d I responded, \u201cYeah, I think so.\u201d<\/p>\n

I was so glad to be done running. That was hot. And the reality that it would be even hotter when I had to run again 4 hours later was not super exciting.<\/p>\n

As the race wore on, it did warm up even more. We all took care of each other, having bottles of cold water waiting as a runner would come in to an exchange, a bag of ice, sponges soaked in cold water to squeeze over our heads, salt tablets, whatever we needed. We worried when we didn\u2019t see our runner in the anticipated amount of time listed on Angie\u2019s spreadsheet. But I\u2019m happy to report, we all made it to each exchange without anything catastrophic to report.<\/p>\n

My other two legs were even less eventful that the first. They were both on sections of the Katy Trail, both 90% shaded and I even began passing runners from some of the slower teams that had started hours before us. We strolled into the finish line in Hermann around 7:30pm where they had brats, sauerkraut and beer waiting for us.<\/p>\n

Despite the heat and my lack of training, it was a fantastic way to make a comeback. I wasn\u2019t really racing as much as just being at a very sweaty party with a whole bunch of great people, who happened to be running. I saw lots of friends throughout the day, and I made some new friends along the way. My team was awesome and I genuinely appreciated their support to get me through my return to \u201ccompetitive\u201d running. It wasn\u2019t pretty and I have no idea if I will ever be truly competitive ever again, but it got me back into the community I love. And somehow we managed to finish 6th<\/sup> out of 49 teams in our open\/mixed division. It certainly wasn\u2019t due to my speed, but this \u201cdown time\u201d in training, if that\u2019s what you call it, has reminded me that I am so much more than just a runner. To all of you who shared Saturday with me, especially the CRABS, from the bottom of my heart, Thank you.<\/p>\n

As I mentioned earlier, not all comebacks look the same. I\u2019ve never had a guest writer here, but there is a first time for everything. And the timing of this couldn\u2019t be better. I read a post from Katherine earlier today and it oozed the essence of RRG and all that I want this blog to be. With her permission, I\u2019d like to share it. Her life looks a little different now after her accident, but she continues to inspire all those around her, in any and all circumstances. I couldn\u2019t be more proud to call this girl my friend and I am thankful for her perspective.<\/p>\n

So without further ado, here is Katherine\u2019s comeback\u2026<\/p>\n

Thanks for all the bday wishes. I’m so grateful for being able to celebrate another bday. Here’s why, in the form of an update.<\/p>\n

.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 September 8, 2015 at 9:12am<\/p>\n

I believe that there are things to the be grateful for in every situation. My severe bike crash that occurred at the end of April is no exception. I am, of course, so deeply grateful to have survived. Not only did I survive, but I made it through with all of my faculties and body intact. I\u2019ve been able to return to what I consider the most important parts of my life: being a mom, a wife, a daughter, a sister, a friend, and a physician.<\/p>\n

What I am not able to return to at this time is competitive triathlon and endurance sports. As a result of my accident, my amazing team of doctors discovered that I may be at a slightly higher than normal risk of a cardiac arrhythmia at this time. Based on the risk:benefit ratio of another severe and potentially fatal accident occurring at this time, I have decided to walk away from racing for awhile.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ll admit that it hasn\u2019t been easy. My athletic hopes and dreams for 2015 and 2016 have been shattered. There were 6 races that I was registered for this year, all of which I have officially withdrawn from. The 3 biggest ones were ITU Olympic-distance triathlon Nationals in Milwaukee, the ITU World Championships (which I qualified for at Nationals last year), and Ironman Louisville. The ITU World Championships in particular were a dream come true. I was so looking forward to proudly donning my Team USA uniform in a race which just happens to be in my hometown of Chicago this year. I was then planning to race in Ironman Louisville where I was hoping to try to earn a repeat spot at the starting line in Kona.<\/p>\n

I envisioned 2016 as being my peak year in endurance sports, a field in which women tend to peak in their early 40s. 2016 was going to be The Year, after which I was planning to transition to ultra-distance runs and shorter distance triathlons. 2016 was supposed to include Boston and Big Sur (my favorite marathon in the world followed in less than a week by a marathon that I\u2019ve always dreamed of running). Then ITU Worlds in Mexico. Finally to cap it all off, the greatest starting and finishing lines that exist in sport: Kona. Dreams. Shattered.<\/p>\n

Yet I am still so grateful for the fateful day of April 29, 2015. I am actually grateful that the accident even happened. So many things have happened that wouldn\u2019t have had it not. For example, it has forced me to make changes in my life that I wouldn\u2019t have otherwise made. After the 2 months that I spent in the hospital and rehab, I found myself with what felt like endless unstructured\/free time, especially because I am no longer training to race. As a result, I have restructured my work days. I am now working more days per week, but fewer hours per day. For the first time in their lives, my kids no longer have to go to aftercare. I\u2019m now personally picking them up from school 5 days\/week. They\u2019ve never complained about aftercare. In fact, they\u2019ve asked to go numerous times over the years even when they haven\u2019t had to go. It\u2019s all they\u2019ve ever known, yet I think that this change is for the better. It has happened just in time, at a crucial age when activities really start picking up as does the beginning of the formative pre-teen and teenage years.<\/p>\n

I see my role as a doctor so differently now after being, and continuing to be, a patient. In particular, I think I\u2019m a much better psychiatrist now that I understand what it\u2019s like to be a patient. I also now know what is feels like to have to go through a somewhat big life transition so abruptly. It\u2019s not easy. There are many ups and downs. There is no easy fix. Yet there is hope and so much gratefulness to be had.<\/p>\n

Not only am I more focused than I\u2019ve ever been at work, I also am at home. My family has always come first. There was a period of time right after the injury when I was in the ICU and it was unclear if I was going to make it through without brain damage. I feel horrible that the kids had to go through that, but it has opened their eyes to the fact that bad things happen. My accident and its sequelae are small things compared to the atrocities, hatred, poverty, and violence that happen throughout the world. Moreover, my accident was small compared to what so many people, including some of you, have to deal with on a daily basis, and every day going forward for a few of you. Things like incurable cancer, progressive neurological diseases, heart disease, and other chronic and severe illnesses.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know what the future holds for anyone, much less for myself. I\u2019m still keeping active, but I now exercise like a normal, fit woman in her early 40s. Nothing long and nothing fast. It hasn\u2019t been easy to stop endurance training. It\u2019s been tough, even tougher than the hardest race I\u2019ve even participated in, Kona. It\u2019s been a process that I\u2019m still working through, but I\u2019m getting there. I\u2019m starting to feel content with what used to feel like nothing. For example, a 1 hour swim used to be my warm-up or cool-down for my long bike rides or runs. Or it is what I used to do on my rest\/recovery days. It is now my main form of exercise of any type for the day. I\u2019ve actually grown to love it. Running 1 lap (5.5 miles) around Forest Park also used to feel like nothing. In fact, prior to my accident, I can\u2019t remember a time when I went for a run and came back in less than an hour. Now even 1 lap feels like exercise and leaves me feeling content.<\/p>\n

Who knows what the future holds? I may one day get back on a bike, something which is currently too risky for me to do. I may one day participate in triathlons again, even longer distance ones, but I quite likely may not. I do know that I am so thankful that I have such an amazing support system. I have family and friends who truly care, who have gone above and beyond. Same with my doctors, nurses, therapists, and the rest of my treatment team. Above and beyond. I couldn\u2019t ask for more in terms of my recovery from my \u201caccident.\u201d I put accident in quotes because I don\u2019t truly think it was a complete accident. It was meant to happen. It may be tough at times, but it has changed my life for the better. The future is unknown, but I do know that it is bright and that I hope to continue to be able to see what it holds.<\/p>\n

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I know I am not alone in how glad I am to be able to say, Happy Birthday Katherine! Let the birthdays, and the comebacks, keep on comin!<\/p>\n

\"Pre-race<\/a>

Pre-race eL CRABS, which stands for Lindsey, Chaz, Rob, Angie, Becky, Scott.<\/p><\/div>\n

\"And<\/a>

And eL CRABS post race<\/p><\/div>\n

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