Our Sunday started with a new tradition that I am really hoping sticks… a short Sunday walk together. They wake up early as it is and it is getting pretty warm (well… until about 8 pm and a snowstorm hit yesterday) so a walk before church was needed.
My rest day but they got in some speedy strides. I LOVE watching kids run because of their form.
They were pretty excited to see where a beaver knocked over a tree.
And each time Beretta would come running back up from playing in the river, Brooke would sprint away to avoid getting soaked by Beretta’s shaking:)
We cleaned up really quick and made it over to church. Andrew and I fasted yesterday (you can read why we do this once a month in this post) but the kids loaded up on waffles before church.
A power nap was taken (I LOVE NAPS!!!!!) and then we loaded up the car with dinner to take over to my parent’s house to celebrate Andrew and my mom’s bday.
A bowl of heaven:
We made Ritz chicken, these mashed potatoes that we did in the crockpot and are amazing, rhodes rolls, salad and fruit salad. I had this plate x 2 and a few more rolls. For the Ritz chicken I just take chicken and dip it in some butter and then roll it around in Ritz cracker crumbs and then bake it.
My oldest nephew is always glad when Brooke and Knox jump all over him:)
We did presents for everyone. The kids were so excited for the squirt guns that they got for Andrew to do with him.
Of course cake was involved. Cheesecake + carrot cake. PS I am very selective about when I like cheesecake, sometimes I love it and sometimes I don’t care for it. It depends on the day. Carrot cake, I always love though. My sister made a homemade one for my mom.
As things were wrapping up, this little guy brought our shoes to us. He knew exactly who each pair of shoes belonged to.
See ya lata.
We walked outside to a complete snow storm. It was snowing sideways. It was so crazy out. Happy March:) Andrew’s dad said it was the worst snow storm he has ever driven in as he was driving north home after the party.
And this happened—> both kids fell asleep on the drive home, transferred really easily= we skipped all of the bedtime stalling.
Yesterday as I was on our little walk I was thinking about how rest days did not used to be a thing for me. This was long before I had Brooke but every day included a strenuous workout and rest days didn’t happen. Even if I was hurting, rest days just weren’t a thing. I’ve always loved running but during this time, I didn’t take rest days because I was so obsessed with worrying I would gain weight if I did and I was just so addicted to everything that came along with a hard workout. It was my identity and I couldn’t bare a day without it. I mean, I still have an addiction to running, I love it so very much. BUT I love my body too now and want to give it a day each week to rest. I also want to give it a break if something isn’t feeling right (which I might be doing today because of a little hot spot that just showed up in my quad at the end of my run on Saturday).
I think we can all agree that running is the greatest and so good for us mentally and physically but when does it become too much? When does it take a turn to the unhealthy side? This is just my personal opinion based on what I experienced and what a few others have told me about their experience. These are a few signs that I think occur when running becomes unhealthy (mentally or physically for us):
*Running/working out comes before our relationships with people.
*Running/working out is more important than the safety of our body… something hurts or feels like an injury? It doesn’t matter… we don’t give our body the rest and recovery that it needs. This can’t be healthy in my opinion.
*If running is our only way to cope. While running helps me to deal with my stress/anxiety, I still have 15 other ways to cope with what is going on. Running used to be my only way to cope with hard stuff and I didn’t know how to handle stress without it.
*When we can’t follow through with other responsibilities and commitments in our life because we are so focused on numbers/running/etc. I sure don’t have a perfect balance in life but at one point, it felt like running just took over my world. I remember asking myself one day, ‘Am I in control of my running or does my running control me?’
*When it is what you are thinking about constantly. I remember when I would run early in the morning and then I had a bit of a commute to get to school to teach and sometimes I would get to school and realize that all I had thought about on the drive was running. I think it is perfectly healthy to think about running when we aren’t running and to love to learn and read about it, but for me it was unhealthy when it was all I would think about at times. I think I used that to cope because thinking about running was a lot better than thinking about the hard things.
*When running is one’s main identity. I remember when I had my first major running injury (femoral stress fractures) and I couldn’t run. It felt like I took a major self esteem hit with this because so much of my self worth felt like it was tied to running. I think time away from running (due to injuries over the years) was HUGE for me because I seriously took the time to figure out other things that made me feel good about myself and that my self worth comes from God and it does not change based on my running times or abilities.
So when did things change for me? It took me awhile and I’ve mentioned some things before to you but I did seek professional help and that helped me out a ton. Serious overuse injuries taught me that I clearly wasn’t giving myself a break and I freaked out when my doctor explained why these injuries were happening. Working with coaches that said rest days were mandatory for me always helped me to stick with it. Having Brooke helped me entirely because I wanted to work out in a way that meant I was not mentally/emotionally drained from running too much so I could be there for her. I crave my rest days at this point. I love a good morning with the family knowing that rest is just important as the training. If you do feel like you are struggling in this area, now is the time to talk to somebody about it. Now is the time to reach out for some help because you are not alone and we are all here to help each other out in whatever ways we can.
When do you think running becomes unhealthy?
How do you balance running with life?
Are you a nap person? Do you wake up feeling better or worse after a nap?
Cheesecake… what are your true thoughts/feelings/opinions on this important matter?