Hello Everyone. I hope you’re enjoying your beautiful Fall Saturday Morning. I’m laying in bed trying to decide what I want to do today. I’ve thought of everything from running errands, to just running away completely. (Remember…the name of the blog is “Running from it All” for a reason!)
I have not written blog posts consistently for a while now. Also, because WordPress is
driving me insane weird, I find that I’m not seeing all the posts of those that I follow. It’s kind of hard to go to each blog individually to see how everyone’s doing…so I have not really kept up on that either. Sorry Friends! Hopefully I can figure that out soon, because I do enjoy reading your blogs.
As we all know….I’m restricted to the dreaded
mother effin boot for ever 7 more weeks. It really does suck. It’s heavy and annoying. It makes me sound like a peg legged pirate when I walk down the hallway of my house. It’s totally not stylish and throws off my outfits on date night.
But it is helping.
I can finally stand on my foot without intense pain. I have noticed that my arch, that was previously completely falling to the floor, has regained some of the height it’s supposed to have. It’s still not back to normal, but the fact that it has lifted of the floor is promising.
As far as fitness and training goes, I have done nothing. I went to the new gym twice and swam in the last 2 weeks. But that’s hardly something to celebrate.
I’ve been working insanely long hours at work, and I’ve finally admitted – that it’s just not worth it. Working 12 hours 5 days a week and a few added hours on Saturdays has really taken it’s toll.
Being in a relationship has also played it’s part in my lack of focus. It’s much different dating after going through a crap-tastic marriage and crazy ass divorce then I ever thought it would be. When you’re single, it’s very easy to say that you’ve worked through certain things. But when you’re in a relationship, those things creep up on you like a zombie in the dark. So it has been a challenge for me to sort through all the different things that I have had the “pleasure” of dealing with. Don’t get me wrong, my boyfriend is a great man. I’m thankful for him. I just didn’t realize that I still had so much on my mental plate to sort through! I also think it’s worse, because my outlet (running) is not there to help me process all my thoughts.
I’m pretty much exhausted.
I’ve definitely noticed the difference when it comes to versions of myself during training, and now. Training Jamie is a much better person all around.
Life is full of seasons, valleys and peaks, changes.
I hate change – but it’s inevitable, and without it – we couldn’t move forward.
So I’ve had to sit back, and take a long hard look at everything I’ve got going on right now.
I’ve decided that even though it’s not financially smart, especially right before the holidays – I have to cut my overtime hours at work, or I’m going to go insane. I just can’t do it. It’s draining me both physically and mentally – and I need a break.
I’ve decided that I have to push myself to get to the pool at least 3 days a week. I also need to try and throw something else in, maybe the bicycle or yoga or modified strength training. Just something.
I’ve decided that I need to try and be social again, and start making time for friends and family – I’ve been avoiding people just because I’m not in the mood for them. I’m really still not….but it’s good for me.
I need to get away from my house because I work from home. So staying in on the weekends isn’t ideal. I feel like I never leave work.
I also need to eat better because my lack of running means I can’t eat like I’m training for a half.
Although I honestly think I’m going to have to back out of the rebel challenge at Disney in January due to my injury, I’m holding out hope that I can still, somehow, miraculously pull it off.
I need that Disney Magic…
A little faith, trust, pixie dust…
Oh and work…I need to put in the work. So I need to make these changes today, or I won’t have a fighting chance.
I can’t give up hope now!