Anthem to Pain
Yesterday’s blog post, brought some suggestions from a friend that has a depth of experience in running ultra-marathons and I would consider an expert in pain management. I had to share her words of encouragement as they will most certainly become part of my anthem on November 4th when I begin the trek from Staten Island to Central Park for the New York City Marathon.
“It never always gets worse.”
“You are better than you think you are and you can do more than you think you can.”
“We’ll tell you when to start and we’ll tell you when to stop. In between – don’t think – just keep running.”
“Nothing seems to kill me no matter how hard I try.”
“Those of us in the back of the pack make the rest of you look good.”
“If bone’s not showing just keep going.’”
“Start slow, then taper off” – a sort of credo for the non-elite ultra crowd.
“I never met a hill I couldn’t walk”
“If you start to feel good during an ultra, don’t worry – you’ll get over it.”
“90% of ultra running is 100% mental.”
"If you can't fly, then run. If you can't run, then walk. If you can't walk, then crawl. But whatever you do, keep moving." -- Martin Luther King, Jr.
That inspired me to write my own anthem to pain weaving in and out of idioms that only pain could inspire:
Anthem to Pain
I’ll be feeling no pain, as I drown in a warm liquor of celebration
that will be greeting me at the finish line proving there is no pleasure without pain.
I will embrace my genius with its infinite capacity for taking pains
and at my age I won’t be able to chalk up the aftermath to growing pains.
I’ll try to forget all those that have been a pain in the neck, pain in the ass,
or those who took great pains to make sure that I felt their injury.
On pain of death I will forget them and the hurt of their arrows
and savor my talisman of pain that proves their weapons have no sting.
© Kelly Tweeddale 2012