Another Sunday in the books over at our house! I hope you have had a great weekend and that you have a beautiful Memorial Day.
Brooke slept in pajamas Saturday night but after she woke up she immediately put her Elsa costume on before coming into our room.
Andrew then made some pancakes for us and I tried to get creative with the banana slices.
Church was a great one and we came home to the best peaches ever. I will firmly say, these are currently my favorite fruit.
After the peach I had this soup and pretzels with salsa on the side (we are out of chips so I had to attempt to get salsa onto pretzels which is much more difficult).
Then we took Beretta to her favorite trail (the one where no one is ever on it so she can go without a leash) and they had some races. Growing up each Thanksgiving we used to go to the track and run 100 meter dash races against our dogs. My 4 lb poodle would always stay perfectly in the lines and run like a bullet to the piece of cheese at the finish line… these races always worked up quite the appetite for dinner.
My knee is feeling better and better but I’ll decide this morning if a mile or two is going to happen. PS do not fall directly on your knees when you are running.
We grabbed some dinner at home real quick and then dropped in on my parents to say hi. It was perfect timing because they had brownies and ice cream…. I have a sixth sense for that kind of thing (PS remember the movie Sixth Sense… yeah, that one still freaks me out).
Brooke is thrilled to be catching up to some of her cousins on the height chart.
And then we relaxed on the couch while Andrew and my dad talked and Brooke requested to look at funny dog pictures on my mom’s phone.
Oh, and we also watched part of Free Willy yesterday… flashback to the past.
I remember the very first time I realized a very important lesson about running and self-worth. It was when I found out I had my femoral stress fractures. For the last few years leading up to that awful injury, running was where my self-esteem came from. And it worked for a little while because each marathon I did was a new personal record (3:20—> 3:08 —> 3:04) and I kept knocking out more and more hard workouts that made me feel like I was pretty dang awesome. I started feeling more and more like my running determined how much I was worth each day. Good run—> felt great about myself, not so great run—> felt a little bit lousy and I was so extremely hungry to try the workout again to try to prove to myself that I was better.
And then Dr. Rich came in to the room (I was all by myself) and told me the news, TWO femoral stress fractures. It was right before I was to be running the Boston Marathon and he told me if I was to even try to run Boston, I’d ruin my chances of ever running well again.
So now what?
Who was I? What do I do each day to make myself feel good about myself? How do I ever come back from this injury?
I still look back at that injury as one of my favorite blessings in disguise because of two things: 1. I hit rock bottom and realized I HAD TO CHANGE my eating and exercising patterns and do everything possible to get my period back = Brooke was born just 17 months after this day at the doctor’s office. 2. This injury taught me 4093 lessons, one of those being that I just couldn’t base who I was off of running. I learned that our self-worth has nothing to do with our running. Sure running helps us to feel confidence, it gives us a boost in the way we feel and it helps us in so many ways but it doesn’t determine how much we are worth. If we let running determine our self-worth then we will probably feel close to 1000 different emotions about ourselves during any given training cycle…
As Kara Goucher says, “Running isn’t going to tuck you in at night.” And it’s true, running will always be there for us when we are ready and for whatever stage of life we are in but it isn’t our everything.
Because if it is determining how we feel about ourselves, what happens when we:
Get injured or miss a our goal race time due to weather? Have set-backs in our training? Life overtakes our running and we have to put away our running shoes for awhile until things get taken care of? Have health issues that come up that slow us down or shorten our normal distances?
Things happen and our running plans don’t always happen the way we want them to and that’s okay, it doesn’t affect who we are in the slightest. It’s just running, something we love to do but something that has no control over how we should truly feel about ourselves.
For me now, my self-worth doesn’t change due to whether or not I’m running but it is always hard to not be in control of things when we are injured. I like being in control and injuries (not that I’m injured right now but it is just a good reminder for me right now) take away a lot of our control. But, there are a few things that we can control when we are injured.
-Being smart about our injury, taking the time off that is necessary and listening to our doctor about what we should/should not be doing.
-Our attitude during our injury. Staying positive and hopeful. Focusing on the blessings in our life rather than injury and what we can’t do.
-Doing things that will help us to recover faster (physical therapy, sports massage, stretching, REST, icing, eating ice cream;)
-Doing things that will help us stay fit and strong (pool running, strength training, cross-training, eating nutritious foods). I’ve spent many miles pool running during times of injury and it really does help SO much!
What are your Memorial Day plans? What was the longest amount of time that you have taken off from running? What was the reason? Have any dessert this weekend? What was it? When you are injured… what activity do you usually do to keep up your fitness a bit?