Believe to Achieve

Steroid shots 445pm.  Left for SG at 530pm.  Arrived 9:00pm.  NO miracle.  Feet actually worse.  Pain pretty bad.  Like wheelchair bound type walking.  OUCH.  I got my right heel done (got the fascia done in november) and the left plantar fascia and the shots actually made the pain there about 10 times worse--- making it hurt more than my left foot before the shot.  After my last steroid shot in November I was instantly cured.  This had me worried.  Walking the race was going to be difficult.  We (my daughter Courtney and I) got to my in laws close to 10 pm after we stopped at Panda Express for Orange Chicken and del taco for a strawberry shake.  My father in law insisted we watch a movie with them.  So I gave in.    We went to bed at 1250am!!!  Tossed and turned mostly the whole night.  Yay.  Not nerves just because the movie we watched was about two lions that ate people.  It was historical so I actually didn't mind watching it.  But  quite intense in parts.  It is called Ghost and the Darkness with Val Kilmer.  Anyway.....my father in law insisted that we watch it.  Got to our packets at 8am and headed up on the bus to the start.  Saw Smooth, Teena and Rachel.  A nice surprise.  I  suddenly NO longer felt like I have ever run a step in my life.  The pain in my feet was that unbearable bit I had to hang tough for my daughter.  As we started out I was tip toeing and still it was awkward running.  After two miles my right heel pain settled a bit but we were only running an 11 minute mile pace.  We actually ran a progressive reverse run--- faster at the beginning and slower every mile thereafter.  Courtney was very upset.  She had never run over a mile before and was barely hanging on mentally and physically after the first two miles even though it was rolling downhill.  I was surprised how many runners run this slow in a trot like place.  We would pass the same people over and over.  It really was an eye opener to the variety of runners out there.  It truly was inspiring!!  Courtney got cheers which only made her more upset at me.  She didn't want anyone to change her mood about wanting to quit.  But like a trooper and with my CONTINUED gentle verbal pushing she got going when she tried to stop and walk.  She walked about a mile total of the race.  Maybe a little more.  Oh and a two minute porta potty stop.   She came in just before me as she gained momentum seeing the balloons.  I was so glad to be there with her and am actually glad my steroid shot bombed on me so that I wouldn't be tempted to "race" this one and miss out on encouraging my daughter to finish strong.  She agrees she would have come in over 20 minutes later if  I were not there.  I have to give her credit.  She wasn't feeling well and has hay fever and a possible asthma diagnosis.  She tends to have to catch her breath a lot.  Wish we had gotten her a dose of Teena's inhaler.  I plan on getting Courtney worked over with an allergist this next week.  She has a lot of allergies to outdoor pollens.   I take for granted that I can breath easy but she honestly struggles to breath with running and states "mom I am just not a runner like you",  " I hate running because it is hard for me to breath".  So under those circumstances she is quite the trooper for sure.    As for me??? Boston may be walked as well if I don't get these feet heeled up.  I am taking it one day at a time.  What will be will be.  I am not too worried.  Baffled.  But not worried.