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So after an incredibly long, crazy day at work—lots-o-drama, two people got fired, way too many clients coming in to put auditions on tape, etc etc—I was exhausted and really not feeling like going to the gym. But, considering I had a very lazy and relaxing weekend in Nantucket, and not to mention my gym is across the street, I had pretty much no excuse not to drag myself over there. And it was one of those times where afterwards I thought, “Self, thank you for being a merciless bitch.”
It was great. One of the best runs I’ve had since my surgery. I told myself I was going to do a certain amount of minutes (I’m working on endurance right now, speed comes later), and when I got to that point, I realized I could do a lot more. So I did. And for the first time, felt like I had the body and the strength I had before the Disaster, as I have come to call it. For the first time in a long time, I could go, ease into a comfortable speed, and get into the zone. And just run.
My surgeon has tirelessly tried to impress upon me the idea of “one step at a time”, whether it was when I was on crutches, or first learning to walk again without crutches, or finally being able to work out again. I have struggled so much with getting back into running, oscillating between pushing myself too hard and being frustrated or not pushing myself enough and feeling like it was a waste. Comparing numbers between Now and Then has been depressing, but now I’m learning to stop doing that. Comparing my progress now with before the Disaster is useless—how could I ever be the same as I was then with the addition of seven screws and a plate in my ankle?
So now, after much struggle and frustration, I’m finally learning to take things one step at a time. Instead of focusing on what kind of run I would have been doing before, I can now focus on the fact that I did more than yesterday. That I went farther, longer, faster. And that feeling of accomplishment and satisfaction afterwards is why I fell in love with running in the first place—something that has carried over from Then to Now, even with the added hardware under my skin.
Dark Knight broke all the records this weekend, bringing in $155.34 million.
It also had the highest grossing midnight showing ($18.4 million) and highest grossing opening day ($66.4 million) in U.S. box office history.
