Category: running

A week until Disney!

IN ONE WEEK I’LL BE AT DISNEY WORLD!!

By this time I hope I will have happily finished my first 10K, the Inaugural Minnie 10K, with my friend Jenn.

In honor of the one week countdown, I’m posting another set of Disney running costume ideas.Edit to clarify: these are ideas for OTHERS, not me. I’m still going as Sofia. 🙂 Three different options in purple, two sets of my beloved Mizuno shoes, all in honor of my daughter’s first viewing of “Reason-punzel” … aka Rapunzel in Tangled.

But first – one more request for Homes For Our Troops! I’m running the Minnie 10K as a fundraiser for Homes For Our Troops. This charity raises money to provide specially adapted homes for severely injured Veterans. So many of my friends and family have served in the armed forces, and I am excited to run for this group. It’s a real honor. I met my fundraising goal of $500, but I’m hoping to get close to my next goal of $750! If you can donate $5 or $10, would you think about it?

And now … Reasonpunzel!

Tangled Laces
Tangled Laces by dormousie featuring Moving Comfort

Breaking and moving on

My new running buddy

Yesterday morning I was scheduled to run 4 miles.

I did not want out of bed.

I did not want to make an effort to get dressed in running clothes or lace up my pretty purple shoes.

I did not want to go out of the door.

I found every excuse possible: tired, hadn’t eaten, hadn’t had enough water, etc.I took care of every excuse — grudgingly.

I whined my way out the door and started running. Really, there was nothing to complain about. The temperature was great. Four miles has become a distance I’m pretty comfortable with … long enough to get into my good running space, not so long that I’m just putting one foot in front of the other to get home.

In short: the problem was my head.

The problem has been my head, my mental space, my grey matter, whatever you’d like to call it … for the last several weeks. Not just with running, but everywhere. I’m crabby, cranky, grumpy, and have a super short attention span. My threshold for annoyance is low.

I know some of my friends are thinking, “Yeah … we know, but this is you, right?”

Well, not really. This hasn’t always been me, and while we’ve certainly had our fair share of stresses in the last few years, they’ve been mostly positive ones. But even positive stress has an impact, and positive changes can create tension. My problem hasn’t been the changes so much as the not acknowledging and addressing my tension.

I’d started running as a way to help with that — a stress reliever, a natural source of endorphins, a way to pound out the frustrations and sadness and anger and build-up. A time for being alone and not touched by another human being.In open cube work environments, a job that requires LOTS of human interaction, and a house full of wonderful people, I simply need some time alone.

I’m an introvert at heart, and I need that alone time to recharge. Since not even the bathroom counts as alone space anymore, running has been great. I also get to listen to my music (a Spotify playlist that I set on random) at my volume, with no interruptions. (While, of course, keeping aware of my surroundings and low enough that I can hear traffic and other safety awareness cues.)

It’s not coincidental that as my running times declined over the last month, my mood did too.

All this swirling in the background, I went out for my run yesterday morning. It was good, not too great, but good enough.

Then I reached mile 3, and my random playlist gave me Mumford & Sons “I Will Wait.”

I hate being the soppy, overly emotional person who finds intense meaning in song lyrics, but yesterday morning I was the soppy, overly emotional person finding intense meaning in song lyrics.

I love that music is subjective and words that mean nothing to you or are overplayed to others can bring an epiphany or catharsis to someone else.

I’ve talked before about my struggles in being patient and waiting on God’s timing. Yesterday morning, for whatever reason, this song just broke my soul by putting exactly into words how my relationship with God feels right now. How my life feels right now. It’s not that I’m waiting on someTHING super specific, it’s just that I need to slow the heck down and let life happen. I need to not be anxious with an anxiety of my own making. I need to break open to other people and be open and healed.

So as I ran to a tempo that was perfect for me, these words poured into my ears, this music style that pulls on so many instinctive pieces of me, I just cried. And cried. And cried.

Not because I felt awful or hurt, but because I finally felt better.

And that’s why I run.

Mumford & Sons – I Will Wait from Cooperative Music Germany on Vimeo.

Running Forecast: Ugh.

I mean really: UGH, you guys.

For any number of reasons, I am not getting back into the swing and flow of running on a regular schedule. I don’t know if it’s the holidays, the illnesses, the cold, or all of the above (most likely). Work stress has been getting to me as well … instead of running being a stress reliever, I’m stressed about fitting running in around all the work that’s been crammed between the furlough and the holidays. Sick children and wakeful nights don’t make for a restful night, which doesn’t make for ease in waking up for early morning runs.

If you’re skimming, just know that last block of text was: whine, whine, whine, excuses, whine.

So … last week didn’t measure up to the plan. Actuals:

  • Tuesday: Nothing
  • Thursday: 4.03 miles
  • Saturday: Nothing
  • Sunday: 3.31 miles

Le sigh. At least I passed the 75% mark to my 200 mile goal (since I started running again this summer).

This week’s plan:

  • Tuesday: 3 miles (already missed … maybe tomorrow)
  • Thursday: 4 miles
  • Saturday: 4 miles
  • Sunday: 6 miles

Waa, waa, waa.

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