Being injured has given me some new perspective/insight on my existence. (I know, this sounds really deep, right?)
It’s been a little over a week since I have officially known that I have a stress fracture in my knee. (And a little over three weeks of not running at all).
I never realized how much others perceive me as “a runner” until now.
I attended a fundraiser event with friends at the Columbia Tower last Thursday and there were a few friends of my friends who immediately brought up running with me. I’ve met these people once or maybe twice and they aren’t asking me how work is going or how living in Maple Leaf is, it always comes down to running. That’s the first “quality” they remember about me: running.
Now that I am injured, I don’t know what to think about it.
It’s one thing to whine and complain about being injured to your fellow running friends and teammates. It’s another thing to have to explain it all to those who don’t run. I feel like I’m bringing the party down. I’m lowering team morale. I feel like it’s something that shouldn’t be discussed. People who don’t run don’t want to hear about how you went to physical therapy for two-and-a-half months for a presumed IT band injury and how you apparently ran your full marathon in June on a stress fracture in your knee.
A friend told me about an article about an Olympian swimmer whose mother told her that she is a person who swims. Her mother didn’t want her to grow up and only think of herself as a swimmer. Because one day she won’t be a competitive swimmer.
I know I can’t compare myself to an Olympian but I understand that concept.
I don’t want to be a runner. I want to be known as a person who runs. (Well, right now I guess I am a person who is resting and will soon be running again).
There’s so much more to me than running. Even though it’s something that is an important part of my life — which I spend a lot of time and energy on — I still possess other qualities and do other activities.(Like, hang out with Hello Kitty at Costco!)
If you only know me from this blog, then yes, it may appear that the only thing I ever do and talk about is run.
But, I’m learning that I’m not just a runner. And, I’m OK with that.