Every day since I woke up an Amsterdam ICU in 2019, I’ve been in training, training for life. It’s no longer about one race. It’s about staying in this game of life, as well as I can, for as long as I can.
I used to train for running races
When I was in my 20s and living in New York City, I took up recreational running as it was just taking off. I put in the training miles on early-morning runs along the East River, and my husband joined me for weekend runs in Central Park. Soon, we were participating in races organized by the New York Road Runners under Fred Lebow, co-founder of the NYC Marathon. My husband and I both completed half-marathons, but my most notable running moment was shaking the hand of legendary Norwegian marathoner Grete Waitz’ on a Manhattan sidewalk. Her gracious manner and winning ways made her the completely approachable queen of New York City.
I stopped running, stopped training
Plantar fasciitis put an end to running as my go-to activity fifteen years ago. Although I continued to exercise, mostly in the water, I stopped thinking of it as training. It was about looking better, or getting thinner, or feeling stronger. I took it for granted that I would simply keep going.
Illness stopped me in my tracks
All that changed on May 5, 2019, when I was stopped in my tracks in Amsterdam by a ruptured aneurysm. For six weeks, my body battled to survive. When I woke up, I was rail thin — okay, yes, my first thought was YIPEE! —and unable to move.
Muscle atrophy comes on fast when you are intubated, and if I hadn’t been strong to start with, it’s very likely I would not have made it.
Then, I was back in training
Everything — leaving the ICU, returning to the United States, living independently in our South Florida home, navigating the world again — everything depended on me recovering my ability to move.
Moving my tongue, my jaw, my neck to be able to chew and swallow, and strengthening my fingers to be able to feed myself. Getting my arms able to lift myself, my torso able to sit up, my hips able to roll me over. Standing up with help. Standing up alone. Walking with help. Striding alone.
I did it all. I got back to living my life.
Surprise return to running
In relearning how to stand and to walk, and through my daily 60-minute exercise routine of walking, stretching, swimming, biking and strength training — I’ve improved my body mechanics. As I recently wrote, I’ve built back better, with a mid-foot heel strike that is easier on the feet. As a result, I no longer have heel pain, and, a couple of times a week I’ve even been able to get back into jogging.
It might be an old-lady shuffle, but from where I was two years ago, this is running!
Physical activity as medicine
This week, I also came to understand physical activity as medicine, thanks to the legacy of my hero, Grete Waitz. I learned that she was just one year older than me, and that she died a decade ago of cancer, the same disease as took NYRR’s Fred Lebow in 1994.
Grete continued running as she was treated for cancer, and her belief in the therapeutic value of physical activity led her to found AKTIV Against Cancer, a foundation whose mission it is to have physical activity become part of cancer treatment, just as exercise is prescribed for people with Type 2 diabetes or heart disease.
We need to treat this as a medicine.AKTIV Against Cancer funding recipient Lee Jones, Ph.D., Memorial Sloan Kettering
So get moving
None of us gets out of here alive, but let’s live well for as long as we can. We’re all in this training camp together.
Take a lap around the block, and call me in the morning.A good doctor’s prescription.
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Didn’t know you we’re running again. Check out my son Steven’s Badass Running Company website. He organizes fun races with a portion of the proceeds going to charity. The people who take part are not highly competitive. They just want to have fun. His next race is on Sunday October 24 in Delray.
I’ll try to send you the link.
So glad you’re doing so well.
Sending big hugs
Well, I’m jogging a couple of miles every other day — not running too far or too fast — but it feels good. I’ll check out the website! Be well!
Got it! Steven is ripped! How great to see this energy and effort!
Well, I managed a mile walk so far today. It’s a start as I recover
Hope you are continuing to recover, Nancy. One step at a time!