Bad News and Day 6 Janathon 1/6/12
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Just as I was getting changed to go run, I got a phone call from my sister saying that Dad had another heart attack, while at physical therapy and was being taken to EMMC in Bangor.
She said they would give me a call after they got there to let me know how he was doing. I imagine that after that call I will be heading up to Bangor. I have an hour or two to wait before I hear anything from them.
I had to decide whether to run or not, while the news was not devastating, it was a question of when, not if Dad would have more heart trouble, so it wasn’t really unexpected, but at the same time, not news you want to get.
I thought about it for a few minutes and I know my father and he would say “get your ass out there and just do it.”
So I did.
Running today helped me sort through the emotions that I was feeling and lowered my stress level considerably about what to do next.
I was scheduled for 5.0 miles, but with the footing and wanting to be fairly close by if my sister called back, I just stayed on top and ran my 3.2 mile course. The run was on about inch of snow flurry that has accumulated since 9:00 A.M. and even though the plow went through just before I ran, it was still pretty slippery. My first mile was around a 10:00 minute pace and as I loosened up and got confident about my footing, I picked the pace up pretty good and finished pretty respectably.
I needed that run more than I want to admit. Dad going back to the hospital scares me a lot, because one of these times, well he just won’t be coming home again.
So wish us well and say a couple of prayers for Dad today, I have a feeling he will be needing them.
Why in the hell am I doing this blog post, instead of immediately driving up to Bangor? This is the system we have worked out in my family and I need to do something to occupy my mind, while I am waiting to see if I head north tonight or tomorrow morning.
Yes things like #Janathon and other similar things, take on a whole different level of insignificance when something like this happens.
Quality of Run: Good
Weight: 169 (finally broke 170)
Time of Run: 2:20 P.M.
Weather: Light snow all day about an inch accumulation – slippery
Time to clean up and wait for that phone call, while I try to keep myself thinking about other things. If you see me on Twitter or wherever that is what I am trying to do now, while I wait.
Waiting is the hardest part.