A few years ago I was running in the cold as much as I could. It was enjoyable to get away from all my problems and leave them in the cold, dark night. Last year, during the winter, it was slightly different. I was attempting to run but was aggravated and irritated with the thought of having to go out. But I had races I signed up for, so out I went.
All throughout last year I was battling some pretty deep feelings (at times) of depression, hatred, remorse, happiness, and a few others I’m sure. But the point is, I was up and down and all over a lot. I separated from my husband and filed for divorce. Even though it’s what I wanted, it was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.
I mostly stopped running unless it was a long race that I was doing that I absolutely needed some miles in. If it was a big race, I would train about a month to two months before hand, only running enough that I knew I wouldn’t die after the race. If it was a smaller race (5K or 8K) I wouldn’t run at all. I dreaded running. I had too much “stuff” going on in my life and running wasn’t the answer to it all before, so why should I force it in now?
I’ve struggled all year, trying to be happy and get back into exercising, when the truth is, I just really needed a break. So what if I’m not down to my correct body fat percentage. So what if I gained a few pounds? So what if I don’t have a washboard stomach? Those are all things I want, but when you’re in a personal crisis mode trying to make sure you’ve got your life on track, forcing time for a run just isn’t at the top of the list anymore.
I wasn’t trying to become the most unhealthy person in the world either, but I surely wasn’t doing anything to be fit and tone and washboard-y. How does someone get out of such a huge funk? You take things one by one. I had to learn how to be a single mom of 2, have a full time job and attend college part time, while keeping up my house, yard, and everything else. I had no time for running.
I love running so much I felt bad that I wasn’t doing it, which made me feel bad that I couldn’t do everything, which then added an overwhelming feeling to everything. Because I’m Superwoman you know?
Once I came to terms with the fact that I’m not Superwoman, I was able to start organizing all those parts of my life better(and I’m still working on the organization of everything else!). Actually figuring things out about why things are how they are, and not just pretending not to be angry about it all. I started thinking about exercising more around October. I had big plans to start Insanity (by Beachbody). I wasn’t ready. I only made it halfway through.
I haven’t run outside since a half marathon I did in October 2011. I FINALLY ran outside this past Saturday with a couple friends after one of them posted on Facebook about wanting to run. It was spontaneous and I almost backed out of it. But I said ‘what the hell’ and went. Yesterday and today I have been so sore. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
It made me feel so good to run. It was outside, and it was so cold in the wind, but it was nice. I’m hoping to keep up the exercise and running this time. A few years ago I got Cindy out and running in the cold and we had rules if it was under a certain degree or wind chill we wouldn’t run, but no excuses otherwise. I can do this. And so can she. We are going to take charge of this winter weather and enjoy ourselves with the out-of-breath girl talk, red faces, runny noses, and cold asses!



