Weekly Recap #8

I’m sorry that my weekly posts became bi-weekly, but I will go back to posting at least once a week. The start of the school year is always tumultuous for me. It takes a couple of weeks to get my brain back in thinking shape. I also started my new job and it’s wonderful. I’m learning a ton, but part of that learning process is realizing that there is so much to learn. I don’t know what I’m doing most of the time and I feel like a burden to those training me, but they are kind and patient. I’ll be in training for awhile so I can only hope that at the end of it I will feel much better than I feel now. Until then, I’m going to keep scribbling notes in my little notebook and try not to mess up too badly!

How’s my running going? Not too shabby. I’ve laced up my shoes a couple of times and gone out with the hubs. Running together is great (I pretend he’s having as much fun as me) and so far, September has been beautiful and perfect for running. It’s cross-country season after all! I haven’t worried about pace or length of runs. It’s been great. Just running to run and enjoy each other’s company. My foot has been feeling better, too. No need to call the doctor. I don’t think. We found a flat, gravel trail about 10 minutes from our place so we’ve gone there a couple of times and it’s been good for our feet. Any ideas for soft trails in the Albany area? I want to avoid concrete sidewalks and other hard surfaces as much as possible. I should mention that we aren’t fans of the Pine Bush, even though many runners go there, so suggestions other than there are welcome. Although, if you can make a good argument in defense of it, I’ll consider it. We’ve experienced firsthand the high tick population there. I know ticks are everywhere, but I think what makes that place “globally unique,” so called by the website, also makes it the perfect tick environment. Be warned.

One of the best things about my new job is that I get to hear people talk about their running all day. It’s also one of the hardest. Being injured and coming back from it challenges all runners of any level. Coming back from injury is a lot like being a new runner and there are many mistakes that can be made. Check back later in the week for my list of common mistakes runners make that I’ve observed/been guilty of over the years.

 

Weekly Recap #7

Two weeks ago, I was feeling sorry for myself something awful and indulging in Oreo flurries wasn’t helping. No running. No biking. I was in the midst of waiting for my foot to get better. Again. Have I gone to the doctor? Uh…funny thing about that. I’ve taken on another last name, but I haven’t left my roots behind. In my family, we’re always trying to convince someone to go to the doctor while simultaneously refusing to go ourselves.

I have to tell a story because it sums us up. Calling you out, Mom! One day, I was kicking around the yard while Mom trimmed the front bushes with an electric hedge trimmer…She says, “Ouch.” No exclamation. Shuts off the trimmer and walks in the house. I stopped doing whatever it was I was doing and watched her go in the house, unconcerned, but I had that feeling I better go investigate. I follow the sound of running water to the kitchen. She could have been washing dishes. She was that calm. Approaching her from behind I asked, “Mom? Are you okayYYyyeeech! What happened?!” Peering around her, I saw that the sink was full of blood. Whatever she was using to stop the blood wasn’t stopping it. She asked if I could go get her a towel. I scampered back and forth trying not to get too worked up, but somebody had to be concerned since Mom wasn’t. I had to CONVINCE her to go to the urgent care and I insisted on driving (I had my permit at the time). Turns out she almost cut the tip of her finger off, but a few stitches kept it intact. She probably has a different story to tell you, but trust me, getting my mom to doctor is the hardest thing in the world. She could be missing a fingertip if it wasn’t for me. Love you, Mom! 🙂

Getting me to the doctor is pretty tough, too. Ask the hubs. He’s been telling me for awhile now to get my foot checked out again, but I keep thinking that it’ll be okay in a week. Just another week… This is it though. Really. Next Monday, if my foot is still bothering me, I’ll call the doctor. Internet, keep me accountable! I did run for 15 min. twice this week and my foot really wasn’t sore. Just a twinge or two during. Little victory? Maybe I don’t have to go to the doctor? 😉

In the last two weeks, God gently convicted me about my attitude for which I am thankful (conviction isn’t always gentle!). Satisfaction in Him is sweet. Sweet. So sweet. Running doesn’t compare. Not coincidentally, as the Lord drew me closer to Him, I was filled with peace about a lot of different things that were weighing on my mind. In the last two weeks, he also gave me a job! It’s running related so even though my own running isn’t happening, I get to help others and be a part of the running community! Exciting. Exciting.