We have a big day tomorrow as the doctors will present us the test results (stage and potential metastases) and threatment possiblities. To be honest I am overwelmed with fear for the outcomes of all the tests tomorrow, especially as my wife is visible deterioration. But I am also hopeful that we are still in time.
I managed to go out for a run today - which is my first run in a week. As my running ambitions are adjusted to staying sane and staying healthy to be there for the girls - I left the house without a goal pace or goal distance.
I didn’t expect to run that far tbh so I left the house without eating breakfast or taking any nutrition with me. I felt like just running for a bit and appearantly I took a route that set me up for around 20km.
I noticed the effects of bad sleep, less activity and the stress early on in terms of higher heartrate, I managed to push through. Around 17km I decided to add a small loop to end around a half marathon distance.
While my form is decreasing my base is still strong - despite 3 weeks of chaos. I will try to find strenght in my base as a way to vent, release tention and to trust myself I can carry whatever they decide to test us with. I just hope everything will end up ok.
Love 🙏
