Bonking will be the elimination of the space between the wall and us. Cyclists and runners use it to describe that point when they cannot go any further. We are likely to be more comfortable hearing “hitting the wall.” We would find it tossed about often in marathon jargon.
I have a difficult time with running, especially when no one is chasing me (apologies for the dreadful pun, I couldn’t resist). I do have an associate that is quite fond of it; I should ask why? There are those that promote it as good exercise and some that will launch into describing their “runners high.” Personally, I hit the wall contemplating getting out of the chair.
Marathon is a long-distance race of 26 miles and 385 yards. The sport is usually traversed on a road course. It is said that the race is run more in the head and less with the legs. Hitting the wall is usually experienced at the 18-mile mark or up and is the depletion of the body’s stored glycogen in the liver and muscles. It is a condition of sudden fatigue and energy loss. Its remedy is rest, eating, and drinking.
Although we are not all runners, I’m thinking we are all experiencing marathons of sorts of our own. I am more than ready for the shelter in home orders to be lifted and the walls to come crumbling down. I prefer to learn at my own pace and not be compelled.
About the only thing arguably that I have any control over is my right to chose. It certainly won’t be running anytime soon. But I do have enough days logged that it is far better and easier to look on the bright side in lieu of dark and gloomy. This period in history will provide many lessons both personally and for the human race. I chose to be a good global citizen and follow orders as directed. It is unprecedented as to the amount of liberty we have forfeited at this time.
I pray that those we have elected have our best interest in mind. It is my hope that our present course of action does indeed curb the spread of this pandemic. I question if the means truly justify the ends. We are getting deluged with very sort of statistic and yet the math doesn’t add up in my trivial head. That which we should hold dear and have spelled blood and died for is being stripped from us. Freedoms that this country was founded on have been abolished. Lives are being spared and that will always be a good thing. The social and economic costs are what I question.
When I first started submitting the column it was a challenge to fill the space. Now it is my weekly contest to get all I have to say crammed into such a small section. I’ll need to finish this up next week. My hope is that we can all quickly smash through the wall. Avoid the bonk. Get lots of sun and fresh air! I have heard it said that life is a marathon, not a sprint. I am confident we will make it through.