Wishful Thinking...New Thinking...

Deep down I knew it...I am injured.  I mean, I am one tough cookie but after that "little" run today and the "lotta" pain, I knew it was time to visit the doctor.

After I was relieved the doctor DID NOT examine my crack, he did suggest I get an xray.  I figured I should rule out a crack in my crack so at least I knew what I was up against with running 26.2 miles.  Was I simply bruised or was I broken?!  Marathoners know that even if you don't have an injury, running a marathon hurts...bad.

The doctor called me so quickly after my appointment at the hospital, I knew it wasn't good news.

I have a non-displaced break in my sacrum. A broken sacrum is when there is a fracture in the sacrum which is a large, triangular bone at the base of the spine and at the upper and back part of the pelvic cavity, where it is inserted like a wedge between the two hip bones. Its upper part connects with the last lumbar vertebra, and bottom part with the coccyx (tailbone). The good news, it is non-displaced meaning there are no bone parts that will affect nerves, etc.  Bad news, it is part of my spine and more than a hair line fracture...much more dangerous when one wants to go and run a marathon.




He is sending me to an orthopedic doctor next week to rule out or rule in the marathon idea.  But in reality, there is no way I could run with this kind of pain. So unless, a miracle happens, I am thinking this Boston is a Bye-Bye.

But now I must deal with the pain of months of training, slowly making its way down the drain.  I spent so many hours running my heart out in wind, cold, heat, and rain.  And with a body ready to rock a marathon, I am sadly left with the possibility of not being able to run the race.

Forced to quit before I even begin...

Like my cancer survivor friends, who were each dealt their own blow with stopping "life" while "life" went on ahead, I feel sad, mad, and okay with it all.

I cheer them. I cheer me.

Ever grateful I didn't permanently injure my back, in life, Everything Happens. It just does.  And what you  decide to do next is what really matters.