But, shit happens. One thing that happens is age. So many of us take our health and our ability to run for granted. We wake up and decide that we simply are not going to exercise today, or postpone the planned run because something else takes priority. But others would literally die to trade their bodies for our capable ones. I get my high energy and active choices from my mother. When I was young, she was on her feet and busy before I woke up, and still up and doing things far after I went to bed. My father's nickname for her was "Speedy" because she was always busy. But, age happens. My mother is 82-years-old and unable to walk to the mailbox. She has the heart and mental state of a much younger woman, but her body is not cooperating - and that sucks. When I am faced with the decision of "To exercise, or not to exercise," I think of my mother and realize that one day, that decision may not be mine to make anymore.
And, I think of my dear friend Shelly Austin Hoover who is fighting a strong fight against ALS. Shelly must constantly adjust her "exercise" routine as her body parts aggressively refuse to cooperate and no longer function under her control. Lately, her tasks center around delicately maneuvering her fork to her mouth during meals. Life happens - and it sucks. But we adjust and focus on what we do have under our control
|Clint and Becca, BTR 2017|
With surgery and medical procedures out of the question, Clint returned to his roots and experts. He went back to his "country folk" and is now using a non-medical cream on his knees; the same cream used on racehorses. It has the same properties that seem to attack the exact symptoms Clint deals with in his knees: arthritis, inflammation, pain. And to preserve the damage to the knees by reducing the amount of friction and bone-to-bone contact, Clint also made drastic changes to his training plan.
|Heat training after the beer mile.|
But the best medicine that Clint did for himself and Becca was to sign up for the 4-day Born to Run Ultramarathons. It was immediately obvious that his mindset, mood, spirit and attitude were uplifted and rejuvenated by spending time with his BTR and Dirtbag Runner family. "My confidence about States ramped up after being with 'my people.' It may sound corny, but I feel like my soul has been cleansed. " He was surrounded with positive energy, down-to-earth people, memorable shenanigans, and never ending availability of beer.
Both of his pacers, Tyler and Peter, traveled from Colorado for this annual event. They were so positive and motivating about their role in Western States. Clint and Tyler were practically joined at the hip. Luis Escobar, the man who puts on the race, was drinking beer right alongside them for most of the shenanigans. He even helped Clint with heat and strength training by riding on Clint's back at the end of the infamous Beer mile.
A smaller group of BTR campers continued the love into Monday for an After Party Beach Camp Out. It seems everyone involved in Clint's quest for the prize buckle are sending positive energy his way, and Clint is doing his part by adjusting to all that life throws his way. And you can bet that Clint will be feeling the love when he runs into various members of his BTR and Dirtbag Runner family members lining the trail and keeping him motivated.
Sometimes, really good shit happens.
#seeyouinsquaw in 26 days.