I had a bit of an internet hiatus while I was working on our old house. It was actually quite lovely! I got a ton of work done and quite a bit of quality time with the kids too. I got to run through my old stomping grounds at the cemetery. I ran 2 miles one day, 1.5 miles another, and 1 mile every other day. Oddly enough, I managed to run into a fellow streaker while I was in my hometown! I was running laps around the local park while my youngest played basketball and his son joined my son on the court. He asked how far I ran and I mentioned that I only ran a mile but I make it a point to run a minimum of a mile every day. He mentioned that his wife has done the same for over a year now and he has joined her since the new year. I was so surprised to happen across another streaker and to have it be someone from my hometown. It was really encouraging and motivating. Then, on Easter, we got another snowstorm. I worked on the house and then drove a couple of hours to meet my family for our Easter dinner. By the time we drove home, it was snowing. It accumulated disappointingly quickly.
I needed to run when we got home from dinner so I ran in the snow. I really hope it was my last run in the snow for this spring. I think I’ve wished that before already though. I’m going to keep hoping for warmth and sunshine until it’s here consistently. On Monday, I ran at the gym while my youngest played basketball. Yesterday, I ran on the treadmill at the gym with my husband. It was the first time I’ve run with him in months. It was nice to have conversation to get my mind off of my exhaustion. I really prefer to run in the morning but sometimes our schedule doesn’t allow for me to get my run done before work. Today, I took a break at work to run. It was chilly outside but it was good to get some fresh air and natural light. I also appreciated having my run done so I didn’t have to run after work again. Tomorrow looks like it will be busy again but warmer. I might try to run on another break at work. Keeping the streak alive!
My husband went to Phoenix for work this week and my older boys went with him since it’s their spring break. The pace has slowed considerably in our household and I’m grateful for the break. However, we had a blizzard on Saturday, which made me seriously regret staying behind! There was a lul in the snow around noon so I left for the gym. My youngest took a friend with him so we stayed longer while they played basketball. I had no idea the storm was escalating while we were in the gym! By the time we left, the snow was coming down at an alarming rate, the wind was raging, and visibility was less than a quarter mile. It was easily one of the most stressful drives of my life. It didn’t help to have someone else’s child in the vehicle. I certainly didn’t want to crash with my son’s friend with us. By the time I got home, I was shaking and completely drained. I’m glad I got to run but I certainly should have gone earlier in the day. I did get to run 1.5 miles though, which felt good at the time. On Sunday, I went back to the gym with my youngest so he could play basketball while I ran around the indoor track. We went later in the day to ensure the plows had time to clear our path. I only ran a mile on Sunday. Yesterday, I got to run outside! My youngest is also on spring break so we signed him up for a day camp at the local children’s museum while I worked. The day camp started an hour before I had to be at work so I took the opportunity to run 2 miles on our local trail. It was beautiful after the snow. Regardless of the beauty of snow, I’m ready for it to disappear for the next 8 months at least.
This week has been busy at our house. I have managed to run my mile every day but I’ve had to get creative to find the time. I guess I did run almost 2 miles on Monday but the rest have been only a mile. I even snuck in a run during a 15 minute break at work on Wednesday. I’m ready for spring weather to stick around and for the pace to slow in our household.
Every day this week, I have assessed, “Is today the day I run farther?” Not today. My cold has really lingered. I’ve been awake at night coughing. One night I woke up feeling like I had swallowed glass. Last night, my chest felt constricted. It’s been a huge bummer. However, I’ve still been able to run my mile every day. Yesterday was absolutely gorgeous outside. I ran over my lunch break and I wanted to keep running so bad but I knew I would pay for it later so I stopped myself just after 1.25 miles. My heart rate was more elevated than usual so I’m glad I didn’t push it but I walked a bit farther to enjoy the sunshine. On Wednesday, I ran at sunrise and it was absolutely stunning.
It reminded me of the early morning runs I used to take before school with my running buddy. I miss him. The beginning of the run felt amazing. I thought maybe it was the day to run farther. As I passed the half mile mark, I realized, “Not today.” I know I will get back to where I was before I injured my knee once I start feeling better but waiting has never been my forte. Until then, I will do what I can to enjoy my 1 mile runs.
I’ve had a sore throat the past few days. It’s hard to hold myself back from running farther when my knee is just starting to feel better. I know I will just get more sick if I push myself too hard though. I ran a mile after work on Friday, a mile and a half around a small town in west central Illinois during my daughter’s scholastic bowl tournament yesterday and then another mile around my neighborhood today. Yesterday’s run really caused me to reflect on the poverty and disrepair of rural America. It makes me sad. I wish we weren’t a society that valued new and shiny so much. I wish we wanted to keep older homes and factories from falling apart. I feel like there are creative solutions for these issues but I haven’t been able to come up with any of those solutions yet. Rural America is aging and unwell and not many people seem interested in taking care of it in it’s old age. It makes me sad.
This week has been busy. However, my knee is continuing to improve so I was able to run more than a mile without pain! I’m hoping to have the time to do that again soon. Maybe I will this weekend. I ran just under 2 miles on Wednesday morning before work. I was able to leave my immediate neighborhood while running, which was the first time in almost 4 weeks. I was rewarded with witnessing seven swans a-swimming. I’ve never had the pleasure of seeing that in real life. I’ve been singing about it every December for probably 35 years now and will no longer need to imagine what that might look like. I wish I had taken a picture so I could share the experience. I have managed to squeeze in a mile run every other day this week to keep the streak alive. This week has been much more enjoyable without constant knee pain. I’m even starting to think about doing yoga again. These are exciting times.
I got a pair of rollerblades over the weekend. Someone healing from a fall that occurred while running probably shouldn’t strap a set of wheels to their feet but here we are. I did buy the set of pads that my daughter claims make me look “lame”. She has been learning to rollerblade for the past few weeks so I decided to join her. I did enjoy rollerblading as a teenager but apparently that was too long ago for my brain to believe that they aren’t trying to kill me. The pads help. I honestly thought it might be a good way to get more physical exercise without jarring my knee joint as much. I didn’t expect there to be such a large relearning curve. So far the only extra physical exercise I’ve gotten has been an increase in heart rate due to anxiety. I am reading The Places That Scare You by Pema Chödrön. It turns out that every place scares me when I’m wearing rollerblades. I’m hoping the book can help get me through the fear. I have been consistently running my daily mile to keep my streak alive. It still feels like a chore but I can tell my knee is getting better. My pace has gotten back to my pre-injury state but I’m just running significantly fewer miles. I know I’ll get back to where I was but I’m just not super patient. Maybe Pema’s book can help me with that too.