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Two years post-stress-fracture: something to celebrate! (barefoot, of course)

October 21, 2018

Almost to the day, two years ago, my lower right fibula went crackle during a run on my favorite local Barham Ridge trails:



Yesterday, this:

Thea Gavin 5k results


And, almost this:


Some how, some way, even though I some times lack good judgment, some thing deep inside told me this outfit was a crime against our avian friends/community, and I chose to #flamingo-NO in terms of running in this disturbing-in-so-many-ways costume. (It’s almost Halloween, but still . . . )

Words fail (not quite as much of a failure as the outfit, above) to begin to describe the euphoria of running & funning for 3.1 miles in the company of 1700 happy folks & families with NO PAIN.

Eat your (edibles) heart out, Canada–this was a high way better than all the legal cannabis you can stuff in a hockey arena.

SO: to recap eight years’ worth of this blog: for almost my entire adult life I struggled with chronic aches and pains, which I thought were from running, but which turned out to be mostly from running away from deeper issues. With the help of non-traditional physical therapy, Feldenkrais, and insightful books by Drs. Sarno, Levine & Phillips, and VanDerKolk (as well as writing, prayer–of course–and God’s grace, it goes without saying) I am now running more freely at age 59 (and winning my age group for the first time: #oldgrandmasrule) than in my entire previous life as a chronically wanna-run-but-can’t cranky person.

So. Yay. (And the osteoporoshizz beast seems to be slowing down at bone devouring, for which I am also grateful.)

This morning I celebrated with (how else) an easy run, back on my favorite nearbyΒ  OC Parks trails, which are fire-scorched but still beautiful in the almost-solitude of dawn:





Above: the view all the way to Catalina Island: “26 Miles Across the Sea.”

Below: some barefoot balancing fun last week at Montana de Oro State Park, a few hours up the coast . . .




Happy non-stress-fractured trails!

10 Comments leave one →
  1. Bob G. permalink
    October 23, 2018 5:55 am

    Thea……when you’re up on a rock or a park bench, would you say the balance comes from the brain down, or from the feet up?? On my cemetery skulks, I try to pass through gracefully, not crash through gracelessly…no pink tights, no white wires trailing out of my head. For that hour, I’m just another critter…
    Bob G.

    • October 23, 2018 11:47 am

      Yes! Important concept! I aim for a “feet up” sort of sensibility, with a side dish of conscious effort to relax (now that’s an oxymoron if I ever wrote one). And . . . so . . . now I’m trying not to imagine a critter in pink tights w/white wire hair prowling gracefully through a cemetery. (And failing πŸ™‚ ). Cheers, Thea

  2. Scott Marckx permalink
    October 22, 2018 12:57 pm

    Congratulations Thea!
    May you continue to be blessed! You inspire us out here!

    • October 22, 2018 1:07 pm

      Thanks so much, Scott . . . your response means a lot! Keep writing about your barefoot PNW trails πŸ™‚

  3. Gina permalink
    October 22, 2018 9:11 am

    A BIG congrats, Thea! Overcoming at its best.

  4. Bob G. permalink
    October 22, 2018 6:16 am

    Hi Thea……..Congratulations on all that barefoot/running/hiking/moving success!!!!
    The ability to balance one’s self must also dovetail into the sense of achievement.
    When barefoot in my church cemetery, I try to stand balanced on plot markers.
    *(Never on headstones; that’s just BAD form) Not as easy as I’d hoped…..
    Regards, Bob G.

    • October 22, 2018 12:13 pm

      Thanks, Bob–I love your comment on “balance”–a multi-faceted topic, for sure! (Cemeteries? That’s a creative–and inspiring–place to look for balance ideas πŸ™‚ )

  5. October 21, 2018 8:59 pm

    Good job on the race and for just saying, “Flamingo-NO”… sorry/not sorry for buying you that.

    • October 22, 2018 1:08 pm

      Oh, it will get worn all right . . . I’ll be the pink terror that trots by night on Halloween πŸ™‚

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