Monday, December 6, 2010

Cold and exercise

I've had this ridiculous cold for over a week. Sore throat, cough, now a sexy laryngitis situation happening! I googled "running and a cold" and got lots of great hits on how to stay warm in snowy runs. Helpful since I live in Maine, but not exactly what I was looking for.

I read the advice that if your symptoms are above the neck, go for it. So I've been a good girl and kept on running. Now I'm more tired and the cold is still hanging around! I changed up my workouts today and did the 30 Day Shred and now feel utterly depleted.

SO, I'm powering down the treadmill and putting the running shoes on hold until this damn cold goes away.

(But knowing myself as well as I do, I'll be saying "damn the cold" and running tomorrow.)

Saturday, December 4, 2010

5 Miles!

Yes, that's right. I conquered the beast. For weeks, I knew that the big 5 mile run should happen. I hit 4 a few weeks ago and have been happily running along having achieved that goal. But the big, never before conquered or attempted, 5 mile run had me anxious.

This morning (after bringing the girls to Breakfast With Santa and hearing that Emily's Santa gift had an additional request, naturally) I got on the treadmill with NO goal in mind, other than to run. My run started off great...everything was going the way it should. The girls were playing nicely with one another, the dog was sleeping, the husband was at basketball so I just kept on going.

Once I hit mile 4, my usual breaking point, I decided to try to get to 4.5. A half-mile after you've done four doesn't seem so daunting. And by the time I got to 4.5 I figured I might as well go the distance. And 5 miles and 55 minutest later, I had done it! I was SO PROUD.

Running always gives me a chance to clear my head, and be quiet. I just feel the rhythm of my body running and I can just be in the moment, which is feeling more and more like a gift. Today I kept thinking, even after battling an eating disorder, surviving the toll that college took on my body in a variety of ways, putting my body through pregnancy and childbirth, nothing has shown me just how strong and capable I can be. Running has finally been the mirror to reflect just how strong I really am.

Friday, December 3, 2010

What a Week

Yikes, what a week this has been. Emily was out sick for most of the week, ending up at the docs for a UTI. I've had a horrible head cold and am currently in the process of losing my voice (not great for a school counselor/mom!). Top it all off, Andy is back in full-time basketball coaching mode.

But I made a goal for myself at the beginning of the week. My goal was to run 14 miles this week. This has been a goal for 3 weeks and I continue to fall short. But this week, my incentive was to use a new i-tunes purchase as my reward for completing 14 miles. Breaking it down into a 4 mile day, then two 3's, then one 4 seemed doable.

And I'm on track! Tomorrow is my last 4 miles of the week, and I sure as hell am going to do it, despite the sickness and crazy schedule. Running has been an amazing source of strength for me. If I can conquer my run, I can do anything.