One of the goals that I set out to complete at the beginning of this year was running a half marathon. After my sister and I ran our first 5k in September of 2008 we had been toying with the idea. My work schedule was not ideal for this goal as most every race we heard of conflicted with a day that I was scheduled, but after several stalls and starts in training I did eventually complete the training and was able to run in the Seattle Half Marathon on November 29. My time was 2:18:40 a full 3:40 longer than my goal time of 2:15:00. I have had a cold for a week and am shrugging off the difference to the nasal congestion and fatigue that the cold has given me.
This year in general has not been a year of wellness and I have burned through almost all of my sick time at work. Every time this past week that I have had to make that phone call to let my job know I won’t be in (working while sick at all is not allowed in the ICU) I am immediately assaulted with guilt over not doing my job and spending my days lying on the couch. I like to think of myself as a strong, productive person and sickness just takes that away from me. Our lives are not measured in half marathon times or how many to-dos that we get done each day, but it is so easy to fall into thinking that way. Feeling so awful has had me relying on God and my husband so much more than usual and left me realizing how prideful and self-reliant I can be.
