(Inspired by "Embracing the 12 Minute Mile" by Lazy Mom Running(one of my K-State track teammates)
Many of you probably have no idea who either Melody or Suzy are but they were inspiration to me when I was a runner. I used to watch my shadow in high school and think I looked like Melody Fairchild running. Yes exercise was on my New Year’s Resolution list and yes you are right it hasn’t made my focus goals yet for many reasons. 1. I wasn’t sure how it fit it, 2. It seemed a little selfish, 3. Like Lazy mom running, it’s hard to accept I’m not as fast as I used to be!
My mom is continually trying to get me to start running again; her and my Dad actually just completed their first Marathon, which should have gotten me motivated. But it took reading Embracing the 12 minute mile to get me out the door. No, check point 1 was not complete, but I was going running. The kids were home so I wouldn’t even have to push the buggy for my first New Year run.
Despite the fact that I had Peach Cake for breakfast, at least it had fruit in it, no water yet, my 2 cups of coffee had enough water in it right? I quickly went to my closet and got my running shoes before I lost the spark. Looking for additional motivation I put on my Turkey Trot t-shirt from Thanksgiving, a fun run I ran with my kids mostly because I didn’t want to know how slow I would run on my own. Over top my K-State track sweatshirt and jacket. I put my ponytail high like I used to and topped it with my ponytail hole hat that my daughter makes fun of. I purposely didn’t look at the thermometer, I already knew it was cold(30deg when I finished) and headed outside. I did feed the cats and dog on my way out and to my 13 year old dog’s disappointment I locked her in the back yard. I was lucky to have the motivation to get myself going I wasn’t sure I had enough for the both of us.
Then I began running!!
I was actually pretty excited. I really do love to run, I just want to start where I left off, not start over. Training has given me so much strength in everyday life. I too like Lazy Mom Running credit running to 5 childbirths with no epidural or pain meds. In Lamaze when they gave me a sheet showing the progression of contractions, it looked like an interval workout to me and I knew I could do it. I dream about running and feeling strong again like I used to. Watching my son race cross country, and daughter in the 5th grade track meet brought tears to my eyes. In the fall when I see the beautiful leaves I think of cross country, the smell or rubber and sweat gives me visions of indoor track, the scent of new blooms in the spring and I am back in outdoor track season. As I was thinking all this I actually started to cry. I had to make myself stop, from crying not running. I knew in about 5 minutes I would have enough trouble breathing as it was, I didn’t need to accelerate the process.
Later on my second hill, I was regretting wearing my K-state track attire hoping no one would drive by and see them. As slow as I was moving they would likely think I had a kid who ran at K-state instead of it being me. Maybe I should have brought the buggy at least I would've looked younger that way. After 2 houses of mean barking dogs, a cow that wanted to run along the fence with me, and praying the “Our Father, Hail Mary, and Glory Be” to distract myself up the last hill. I made it! It really felt good, mentally. I am not sure of the distance, but I will be clocking it next time I drive that way.
When I got inside, I was thirsty, I guess coffee doesn't cut it for hydration. My legs already felt a little tight walking downstairs to put wood in the stove. When I came back up my 6 year old said to me, “Mom, you look like a runner”. I smiled, hugged her and said thank you. She had no idea how much that meant to me.
I am happy to report within an hour of finishing I was caught up on the chores, had Pizza Muffins in the oven from a recipe off pintrest and wrote my rough draft of this post. The rest of the day was much more productive too, even with all the kids’ home.
I always thought it was silly when I heard Mom’s say they need “ME” time, but maybe it’s true. My Mom always said running was the way she was able to refresh herself. I may not need a shopping trip or a night out on the town, but maybe I needed to run! Running wasn’t on my list of Focus Goals this week, but it is now. It DOES fit in. It build’s my relationship with God what better place to spend time with God than outside in his space. It also gives me fresh energy, which gives more of me to my family, not to mention setting a good example to my kids.And who cares if my shadow looked more like someone who’d never ran before than Melody Fairchild yesterday, that’s OK, I was still glad I went, and I plan to go again today.
Sometimes Mom’s are right, I wish I would have listened to her sooner. Don’t get any ideas Mom; I am not training for a marathon yet :)
I stopped briefly to take the picture of one of the hills and I was hoping to share it, but couldn’t figure out how to get it off my phone so all I have to share is the picture above. Which is what the hills looked like to me and my number one rule on running hills:
Never stop on a hill, no matter how bad you feel, you’ll lose momentum physically and mentally. Just another way running applies to life. I made it to the top without stopping, maybe I'm not be as out of shape as I thought.