A week of perpetual sinus headaches and a facuet of boogers had me down for the count. It also coincided with a particularly busy week of work, absurd week of schoolwork, and very little time for rest. I had a good 'ol fashioned 6 minute meltdown, as we moms allow for ourselves every now and then, and tried to keep my head above water. I was out of any physical activity for a solid week. I finally hit the point where I realized if I used my sluggishness and stuffy nose as a reason to not exercise then I would probably not run again until May. I finally got back to yoga on Wedesnday and got a slow run in with Cooper today, and actually felt semi-okay. Semi being the key word.
I'm officially in the second half of my training plan and not feeling *that* much better about my ability. I've never doubted that I will be able to finish the race, it's more about how much I can enjoy the experience. I can drag my ass around a 10k loop, but I don't want to just drag my ass. One thing that did make me feel better was scrolling through my Strava (an app I use to track my runs). I used Strava back when I was bike commuting in Boston and got back on it once we got Cooper and I was going out for walks/runs every day. I scrolled back to the beginning and was happy to find that when I was doing things like this:
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| AKA, very in shape |
I was also running paces like this:
Turns out me gaining a bunch of weight during my pregnancy and being a slug behind a desk isn't the problem! I'm just a shitty slow runner!
I say that in jest, but only kind of. It's a good reminder to myself that - Oh Yeah! - I was a sprinter, never a distance runner. And yes, 1.3 miles is distance for someone that competed in the 100m sprint.
Slow running paces don't necessarily mean you're out of shape. Also, your weight may not mean you're out of shape. I've actually found it so freakin' liberating to stop weighing myself and start putting mental practice into being happy with my body now while still striving for what I want it to be. I listened to an AMAZING podcast episode with Jessamyn Stanley, hilarious yoga teacher, on my new favorite show Unladylike. She makes a great point that any body can do almost anything. She says she often gets people commenting/writing to her saying "I didn't know fat people could do yoga!" And that's not meant as an insult - they are saying that they didn't think people with bigger bodies could even do yoga, get into certain poses, would be accepted in a yoga class, etc. The episode is great for so many reasons, but it helped me remember that the look and shape of your body doesn't prohibit you from doing things. You may have to do things a little differently sometimes, but who cares. What's more important is how you feel in your body, and what you do if you don't feel comfortable. The harder work is mental, not physical.
Song of the week: Rythym is a Dancer by Breathe Carolina, Dropgun, & Kaleena Zanders
For some reason this song reminded me of La Bouche and I had to go down a long black hole into the weird techno era of the mid-90s
LA DA DA DEE DA DA DA DA.....
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