I can’t believe I am about to say this but, ohmygosh, I am running again.
I actually picked up my shoes, put on my headphones and hammered away on the treadmill. I was on a mission.
My motivation came from one of the most unexpected places. I was frustrated. I didn’t have answers. I had nowhere to turn but my trusty treadmill.
It is not as if I ever WANTED to be a slacker. It started with my new full-time job in April. Less free time directly correlated with less running time. Then after the Frederick Marathon, I found myself injured. I’ve been fighting that IT Band injury ever since. And then, well, then I just lost all motivation. I lost my mojo. I lost my drive.
Nothing made me want to kick it into high gear. Not even blogging about kicking it into high gear made me want to flippin’ kick it into high gear.
Then we went to Disney World and school started for the kids and I swear I have been exhausted ever since. Now, there is a saying – “You need to EXPEND energy to GAIN energy.” And oh boy, did I find that to be true.
I’ve been a sloth.
Until that THING happened and consequently my emotions were raw and for the first time in years I felt, well, vulnerable. So instead of steaming about it I decided to run.
And I ran. And ran. And ran.
I was like a female Forrest Gump. (With a bad IT Band and flabby thighs and two kids, but you know what I mean, don’t you?)
The result? I felt exuberant. I felt alive. I have run three times since Sunday… 14 miles so far!
Suddenly, I am ready to get back INTO THE GAME. It is time to get back into the grove and get moving in the right direction with my life.
Talk about unintended consequences. Who even cares about THE THING anymore?