As I continue to struggle with running and achieving my dream of running a 5 k, I continued to struggle with my breathing. Since I was diagnosed at age 20 with asthma, I carry an inhaler in my back pocket when I run in case of an emergency. I’m happy to say I rarely use it due to the lack of attacks that would necessitate using it. Because I have been struggling with making it around the track despite working at it for several months, I thought a trip to the allergists for a check up was in order. After a 45 minute wait and an expensive co-pay later, I spoke to the doctor. She asked “Do you use your inhaler before you exercise?” I shrugged my shoulders. “I know it is only for emergencies, and since it hasn’t been an emergency, I haven’t used it.” The doctor tilted her head to the right, nodding, and staring. ” Hmm, well, maybe you could try to use it 20-30 minutes before you run and see how it goes.” With that, she quickly scrawled out a new prescription and left.
That’s all you have to say!
You mean to tell me I had what I needed all this time?”
“What a waste of time!”
Or was it?
It’s easy for me in my writing to think I have nothing to offer. After all, what advice can I offer anyone? I have only self published one book. No agent or publisher has ever touched my work. That must mean I don’t know enough to contribute in any considerable way to the world of words.
Little did I know then, but I had the resource I needed in my back pocket the whole time. If I had just thought it would add value to my running and used it, I could have enriched my life and greatly increased my experience. Instead, I ignored what was right in front of me, and went to someone I thought would provide me a magic answer, a doctor that could give me some magic pill or potion that would put fire under my shoes and propel me around the track with more speed than the Road Runner.
I realize I am far from a perfect writer, as any writer would agree there is no such thing. But, I have learned enough to contribute something to the writing world, whether it is mentoring a newer writer or teaching a workshop on a topic of interest to writers. I have the resources I need in front of me. I just have to dig deep and pluck those insights from deep inside me and be willing to give it, share it, embrace it. If I do that,
I’ll touch a life.
As for the running, the inhaler has worked, but now the second my feet hit the gravel, I get shooting shin pain. But, that’s another story…=)