When a Run is a Sigh of Relief

Today’s run was like a great sigh of relief for me. I had a sudden and stark reminder of my age this week and had thought that it could pretty severely impact my training for Capital Backyard Ultra. The issue was the primary cause as to why I decided to take an unplanned rest day yesterday. The issue was some pretty serious back pain caused by my ego and a pretty poor decision. It all started a few days ago when I decided to move a box. It wasn’t a big box but it was dense, packed tightly with books. When I first lifted it I thought to myself, “hmm… this is a bit heavier than I was expecting, but I can handle this.” I successfully moved the box and didn’t think much more of it until a few hours later when my back started aching. Then it got worse as the evening progressed. I decided I’d still run that night even if it was hurting. I figured I would get through it and it would be fine tomorrow without impacting my training at all. I was wrong. It actually seemed a bit worse the day after the causal event occurred. Ibuprofen didn’t seem to help much and by the time came in the evening when I had a chance to run I was pretty worn out altogether and tired of being in pain so I decided a rest day was in order and I went to bed early. I got up today hopeful and put my socks on with less back pain than yesterday. “That’s an improvement,” I thought. I didn’t take any painkillers all day and the pain seemed far more tolerable than yesterday. Good, now for the real test, time to go for a run. The run was mostly pain free and my legs felt better and were moving faster than normal at my standard easy effort pace. I had planned to do my standard two trail lap route which is about 12.5 miles. By the halfway point I had decided I’d add a little extra distance with a bonus short trail loop.

This run was the biggest relief I’ve felt in awhile. I feared the worst yesterday when the pain was at its worst. I thought I may have to take several days off from running. I thought this was going to derail my entire training block leading up to Capital. My training had been going so well, and here I thought I just blew it all by moving a stupid box. Thankfully, today’s run was a beautiful sigh of relief, like waking up from a nightmare that seemed so real in the moment. It also reminded me of a lesson I am still in the process of learning: that I’m not as young as I used to be. My buddy that’s a little older than me said to me a few years ago that I’m at a tricky age because in your 40’s your body is aging but you still think you can do everything you did in your 20’s. I’ve experienced a few life lessons that have reinforced this statement. This box incident is just the most recent of them.

So what’s the moral of this story? I guess it’s to not let that fragile ego of mine lead me to making stupid decisions. Not that I think I have a huge ego, but I could have very easily just bailed on lifting that box when I realized how much heavier it was than I expected. And I am willing to admit that I do have a bit of an ego which probably does contribute to some poor choices. But I think you have to have a bit of an ego to chase after backyard ultra success. I mean the format itself reeks of ego. Contenders looking to win have to tell themselves “I’m going to go run 4.167 miles every hour on the hour until every other runner quits, times out, is injured, or can not continue for some other reason. Then I will stop. Even if it means running for multiple days and nights.” I thought about this during my run today and couldn’t stop thinking about George Carlin’s bit about how golf is an arrogant, elitist, mindless, and boring game. While thinking about it, I couldn’t help but acknowledge some similarities between golf and backyard ultras. I’ve got nothing against golf, I’m just a fan of George Carlin and find his stand up funny. What he would have said about backyard ultras kept going through my head while running today. I could hear his voice in my head while running, “these assholes out there running for days. For days! How obnoxious! And boring! So boring. Can’t these pricks just run a few hours and go home? You’re all winners. You all ran far!” Hopefully I didn’t offend anyone with this post, golfers or backyard runners. It’s all meant to be good fun and lighthearted. If you want to see the Carlin bit I was referring to, you can check it out here:

After many years, I still find it pretty funny!

Scott Snell
19 April 2024