Yesterday was a big day for me. Yesterday I leashed up Ob for a run. It was the first time we’ve ran together in 34 days. I didn’t wear my Garmin. I didn’t worry about how far I would go or how fast I could run. I just ran. And since I didn’t run with my Garmin and Ob can’t talk, let’s say I ran at a 6 minute mile pace.
34 days may not sound like a crazy long time to some people, but 34 days of not running and working out has been huge for me. In January, I got a PR in a half marathon and in the beginning of February I was told by my doctor that I would have to put my running shoes away for a little while. My mind is continually blown by how fast life can change. I’m okay (no terminal diseases here), but running just hasn’t been in the cards for me. Simple tasks (like standing over the stove to cook dinner and walking the dogs) have been too physically exhausting. Thankfully, I think I’m turning a corner this week and starting to get some of my energy back. Hence, the glorious run with Ob. 🙂
Can I take a minute to sing Dave’s praises?
He has gone above and beyond to make life easier for me the last several weeks. He has sat on the bathroom floor with me while I’ve cried tears of frustration about not being able to run (I’m such a gem). He’s brought medicine and food up to my office on several occasions. He’s cooked the majority of our meals, washed the dishes, cleaned the house and walked the dogs solo for the last month. And he’s done it all without complaining. He has seen the needs of me and our house and met those needs without ever being asked. His servant’s heart has blessed me more than he will ever know. I think having a partner that you can have fun with is SO important, but having someone who strives to alleviate your burdens in the rough patches of life is equally as important. I’m a lucky duck.
My mom has also been amazing. She’s cooked gallons of homemade soups and countless casseroles for us. We’ve devoured every last bite and I don’t even care that bikini season is right around the corner for us Floridians. I’ll wear a cute beach cover-up if it means I get to enjoy her southern food.
The last several weeks have been tough. I haven’t been able to run. I haven’t had a lot of energy to get creative in the kitchen, play with Ob & Marley or even write blog posts. But, I’ve grown a little (and not just from the casseroles). I’ve learned that I’m more than a machine. Measuring your runs is great, but measuring your life by how much you run or how much you can get done in a day isn’t so great. I’ve realized a completed to-do list doesn’t make for a complete person. To a certain extent, I was measuring a lot of my life by how challenging my workouts could be and how much I could squeeze in a day. Unfortunately, that is the wrong measuring stick. Sometime we get so caught up in making sure our make-up is done, our hair is perfectly styled and our legs are toned that we forget to devote some attention to preparing our hearts for the day. Don’t get me wrong; I’ll continue to swear by the powers of mascara, blush, a good straightner and squats. But, I think it is important to make sure we spend an appropriate amount of time making sure our hearts are focused on the right things.
Running is a wonderful blessing. It is something I hope and plan do for decades to come. But I’m thankful it isn’t all I have. I’m thankful I have friends and family who pour into me. I’m thankful that my life isn’t measured by how great I run or even my ability to run.
Being forced to rest for over a month has also taught me the following:
- Watching countless hours of Friends is an awesome way to spend a weeknight
- My couch is super comfortable (I think I only sat on it twice before February)
- A Duck Dynasty marathon is always a good choice
- Sleeping in until the last possible second and then getting ready for work in less than 15 minutes isn’t a bad way to live
- When I’m not breaking a sweat, I can go 4 days without washing my hair before people begin to notice
Thanks for reading, friends! And thanks for all your comments. I read them all and every single one of them makes my day. I missed your faces last week and I’m looking forward to sharing lots of workouts and recipes with you in the weeks to come! Just don’t ever forget….life is more than workouts!
Tell me, what’s the longest you’ve gone without working out? Did you hate it or sort of love it?