I was talking with someone today about pain he was enduring (youch!) and commented about what a baby I am about pain. You all remember when I literally screamed at the dentist and broke out in a sweat while I got a cavity filled? So, this person came up with a good question: If you are such a baby about pain, how can you stand to run marathons, where you hurt by mile 20, right?
Good question. Easy answer. I CHOOSE the pain of the marathon and to me it’s worth it. It’s pain with a purpose.
I know I’ve said it on my blog posts before, but when I prepare for a marathon, in terms of visualizing race day, I anticipate the pain. I know it will be there. And, in a sick sort of way, I sort of look forward to the pain. Not so much the pain during the marathon, because that is hard to deal with when I’m in the moment. But the post-marathon pain. The ache in every step taken for hours/days after the marathon. The aches the come from not even moving for hours/days after the marathon. I remember the night after my first marathon literally waking up in the middle of the night and sobbing/moaning from the pain.
But the marathon pain is SO worth it because it comes with SUCH a deep sense of accomplishment. This pain confirms that I put in 12 – 16 weeks of hard training, dedication and sacrifice. This pain comes from putting everything that I have, literally, on the race course for (hopefully) less than 4 hours of running. This pain confirms that I’m a bad ass. 🙂 I can bear the marathon pain, which DOES really suck and does last a long time, more than I can bear 20 minutes of novocaine masked “pain” at the dentist because it is pain with a purpose. For me, that purpose, of completely dedicating myself to something and making it happen, no matter what, is worth the hours/days of pain.
I’ll run a marathon over getting a cavity filled, hands down, any day.
And, how sad is it that someone does a search for “Top 10 Ugly Feet” and lands on my blog??! But, on a more exciting note, someone searched “Flat Stomach Pictures” and landed on my blog. Sorry to disappoint on the stomach thing and to fulfill expectations on the feet thing!