Or perhaps, reVolve, if you will…
I recently had a conversation with my best friend and sister Jessica, (you know, gorgeous mom, with an adorable daughter, super fast runner without doing much training…yeah that girl) about this little blog we were once so faithful with. I mentioned how I had been thinking about writing a post, but that I didn’t really feel like much of the reRunner I once was, thus not in a good position to post anything.
As usual, I’m so glad I talked with Jess about it because once again as usual, she was/is full of wisdom.
You see, the idea of “reRun” stemmed from the fact that our days often felt like an endless run, with a little normal-life stuff squeezed in-between. At least, that’s how it was for me when this blog was born. It can feel that way when you’re running 65 miles in a 6 day period each week.
I haven’t been anywhere near that for some time now. A couple years at least. Many reasons contribute to that. Mostly injuries, but also just a lot of life; personal struggles, but also wonderful things.
As I talked with Jess, she pointed out that reRun really means the way running will always be apart of our lives. How it evolves with where we are at. How running will ebb and flow at different points along the path of life.
With that in mind, I can’t think of a better time for me to post on this blog!
Matt and I are back in the USA. Actually, I flew home from St. Maarten a year ago today exactly. Craziness! In that year, we lived with Matt’s parents while Matt studied and took the dreaded Step 1 test. Then we moved to Michigan for his first three month clinical rotation. We moved back to CA in January to begin another rotation in Bakersfield, where we will stay for hopefully another year. Since this time last year, I have a new little job working for my father-in-law’s medical practice, I have run four Ragnar Relays, I took every opportunity to run road races in Michigan, and even spent my last two weeks there running with the elite Hansons-Brooks Distance Project (what an awesome group, by the way). I’ve also started volunteer assistant-coaching the Cal State University Bakersfield track team’s distance kids (and subsequently learned that I LOVE coaching and being around the sport again).
And last but not least…
Matt and I are starting our family!
I found out the very end of January and I’m so incredibly happy and excited. I’m even more happy now that I’m in my second trimester and I am not quite so sick anymore and food sounds appetizing again. I was/am lucky however, and didn’t actually throw up much. I learned that if I paid attention and made myself eat every 2-3 hours, I could beat the nausea. So…I may be the only woman who ate her way through her first trimester sickness. Thank goodness for peanut butter and jam sandwiches. (Special thanks to my mother-in-law’s homemade peach jam. Delectable).
So, where has running fit into all of this? Well, as my sickness got worse around weeks 6 and 7, I stopped running altogether for about two weeks. I’d never been so happy to not run! When you’re constantly nauseous and chronically fatigued, running is slow and horrible. But, then I remembered I had committed to my family’s upcoming SoCal Ragnar team. I only had six weeks until the race! I reluctantly resumed my running. I went from breezing through 9-11 mile runs at sub 7-minute pace pre-pregnancy, to gasping for air and plunking around the neighborhood for a mere 3 miles.
Six weeks later I was up to 7.5 miles as my long run (because that was the length of my longest leg of the relay), and I was ready for the Ragnar! I had a great time and it went much better than I thought.
Now that it’s over, I am happy to just run a few times a week and to base how far I run on how I feel that particular day. Because believe me, this baby is already growing! Either that, or my appetite just grew…probably both. But I don’t care. I’m so happy to have this long-term running partner!
Here’s to reDoing the reRun. So maybe I’m not the Saucony pro-runner I was attempting to be three years ago. Maybe I’m not going for the 2016 Olympic trials (as I’ve day-dreamed about a few times). So maybe I’m not running every day…or even every other day.
Guess what? I wouldn’t have it any other way! There’s plenty of time for my running to change and evolve. That concept used to scare me. Now? Bring it on.
(And thank goodness it isn’t as scary anymore because I’m about to be a mom…so LOTS of changes are in my very near future!)