This was on February 15, 2019; ten days before my breast reduction. DDD -> A which was the best decision of my entire life. I worked really hard to get this lean but my chest still was DDD.
People without this affliction will never know about the torment of excruciating back pain. Imagine the stinging while having a shower from the bleeding sores you just got after several hours of running. It makes me angry just thinking about how much that prevented me from reaching my potential when I had to drive and tenacity to push myself beyond the limits that I thought I had.
Lemme tell you, it was a labour of love, finding the right solution. The the right sportbra that actually worked. I ran 100 km at the Javelina Jundred in Arizona 2017. I was less lean then, about 15-20 lbs heavier. It would have been absolutely impossible for me to reach the potential that I know I am capable of with a body that was so ergonomically inefficient. Try to master box jumps. Yeah right. Gravity is a real bitch in that scenario. Urgh I am getting fired up just thinking about it.
I’ve been kind of lost over the last three years. Thanks to some situations over the last twelve months that made me think that I truly hit rock bottom I am finally guided back to where I need to be to do the things that I need to do. I remember feeling euphoric on some long run in Kamloops thinking, and then likely posting on social media, “Life’s valleys help you appreciate life’s peaks and there’s nothin’ but peaks around here.” I couldn’t have imagined the deeper valleys that I would experience years later. But that’s life hey? It’s about finding meaning in the suffering. And on that note; this is my favourite quote that I have posted and reposted multiple times, during the good times and the bad because what goes up most come down and vice versa.
Writing that was rather cathartic. Time to get some fresh air and go for a run 🏃♀️💨