Monday, May 30, 2016

feeling like a caged bird..

         Back to nature. 

        When Luke was little Chris and I would take him to the woods and he'd just love it. My mom lived near a nature preserve which had a creek in Freeport, New York and he'd spend a lot of times throwing rocks in the water, getting his feet wet, and looking at the tadpoles. Nature was something he always enjoyed, it calmed him, it brought him immense joy. Later, when she was born, the same happened with Nora. These days, she loves to find new trails as we drive form one place to another and will often announce loudly that she wants to go with me to discover some trail she scoped out. 

         To me, nature is life. From having a mom who is a 'green thumb', then, having grown up in Paraguay, South America amongst the rainy mud and the ridiculous heat and no running water, I just love being outdoors. Right now, I often wish I could have more opportunities weekly to go out into nature. Yet, I work full-time, have 2 kids and most days I am busy with either work or the kids and/or making dinner; not much time for frolicking in nature alone. In addition, the times I would love to be out running in nature, early in the morning preferably, I can't afford to risk my safety out there in the trails. Fortunately, these days it's a lot brighter in early mornings, I should try to get out there. I can do that until they institute daylight savings, and then I am back in the dark for a while. 

       So all this ruminating in the midst of an injury is just torturous. I feel so frustrated at not being able to run, I feel like a caged bird, unable to fly. I keep rotating my right foot to test if the pain is gone and NOPE, it's STILL there. I love the gym and the comfortable nature of this new routine I've been forced to follow lately, but I am dying to be outdoors again. Last night I even started to look up races this summer, until the wiser me had to talk me down from signing up to yet another race I might not be able to do thanks to this pesky injury. Part of me just wants to try tomorrow, try to RUN that outdoors....I'd get up early and go for it. I'm in the middle of my 3rd week of aerobic build-up as described, or should I say, 'prescribed' in the book Primal Endurance. Therefore, staying under 138 heartbeats per minute the whole run should be a breeze. YUP. I think I will try that. 
           In the meantime I think I will treat myself (or should I say torture myself?) to a podcast episode of Marathon Training Academy, one of my favorite podcasts. 

Thursday, May 26, 2016

A new chapter of running

         A new chapter in my running journey, the chapter of no running. Well, I AM running but it's currently taking a back seat to other exercises. I've been exploring swimming, the elliptical, walking, walking hills, even low-impact running. All exercises are under 138BPM and about 30-45 minutes long. Not having to satisfy an ever-hungry monster of more and more effort, more and more miles and stress is a new feeling and one I really am beginning to like and more importantly, trust. I trust that this time of 'dormancy', if you will, WILL lead to a better, stronger runner in the future, leading up to my second Marine Corps Marathon in October. 


Friday, May 13, 2016

Injury Update.....

          who would have known an injury would bring about so many new adventures. For the past week and a half I have been going to the gym and doing cardio and some weights. What I most love about going is how little I have to mentally struggle to make it out the door. Secondly, I love seeing the same people there day after day. Today, a guy I've seen doing weights for over a week now finally managed to look up and say good morning. Tomorrow is the first day I have to pay to be a member and I cannot wait to take advantage of all the perks this set of recreation centers have to offer. My hubby too has been taking advantage and going in the afternoons after I get home. What I most look forward to is being able to do some swim workouts, but right now, seeing as I am just taking lessons to get better, that will have to wait.
           The way I see this working is for me to continue to build by aerobic capacity by working out at 138 BPM or less. This week I will do my best to bring up my workouts to at least 40-45 minutes. Once I get that in gear I can begin to plan for my fall races. In addition, I will need to dial in my eating. I am reading (listening) to this book, Primal Endurance right now and once I am done with that I suspect I will have plenty of new food ideas to implement. But until then I am having a blast working out most mornings before work.

Sunday, May 8, 2016

The Gym

            I feel so silly sharing my gym story. I have spent most of the past 3.5 years avoiding the gym....not only avoiding it, but proudly avoiding it. Nope, I was a natural runner, I would run outdoors in all types of weather. This past month something unexpected happened that changed my entire running routine. I fell. This was a fairly simple fall. I slipped on a tiny piece of white paper in my classroom and did not feel any pain until the next day after attempting to run. I walked that day instead and vowed to stay off running for a week. a week later I try running again and only managed 2 out of the 4 miles planned. NOW, I knew I had a problem. Fast forward a few more days and I had a doctor tell me to stay off running for two weeks. Seeing as my entire emotional well-being is tied to my workout routine I needed to do something fast....not running (too painful), not walking (not intense enough), not swimming (I'm not a good swimmer)....the doctor mentioned rowing. For rowing I'd need to join a gym. And that, my friends, is how I got to like the gym.

           The Universe has a way of breaking our most stubborn streaks and if we can continue to stay positive through the curve balls she throws our way, we might actually find that it's a blessing in a disguise. Yes, there will be those folks that will never see a misfortune as anything more than just that, a misfortune...but like all those who see salvation, samsara, God, not all make it to the top the first time. Although a part of me is immensely sad about not being able to run for now, and yet another a bit panicked about how I will struggle once I DO come back, I do see some positive to all this. One of them being finding that other forms of exercise might be JUST what I need. So like a parent, the Universe, throws us these apparent misfortunes and we initially whine and kick and scream, but as time moves and we adjust we begin to see the wisdom behind it all. This pattern has happened over and over so many times in my life, I now know to blindly trust its path and recognize its pattern. So I will continue to accept change and welcome whatever comes down the pipe and have it help transform me into a stronger, more fearless human being.