Today I made a tough decision. I decided to not race in the 2009 Florida Ironman.
On Sunday I pulled some muscles in my back in a truly heroic manner. This particular injury is one I’m familiar with from past experience and I knew on Sunday that it was deal breaker for this race. I held out against the hope that maybe, just maybe, a miracle recovery would occur and I’d be able to race. Alas, it was not to be. Today I’m still not able to stand up straight except for immediately after lying down for a while. We were scheduled to leave tomorrow morning for the race site therefore this was the first of two go/no-go decision points.
I could conceivably get better enough in the next two days to race, but I place the likelihood somewhere between “maybe” and “not a chance in hell”. Then there’s the serious prospect that even if I did get “better enough to start” I would re-injure myself during the race. I don’t know about you, but I like walking and would prefer to avoid lying on my back for a couple weeks.
All the factors are lined up against going, only the desire to enjoy what looks to be perfect racing weather is driving me to reconsider.
It’s a tough decision, but the right one for me. There will be other races, possibly other ironman races, to look forward to. I won’t say I’m not depressed about this, but in the grand scheme of things there are worse things that could have happened. This was just exceptionally bad timing for an injury.