With September and back-to-school in full swing, we had a full/busy week of running and non-running activities. From B’s family golf outing to B’s birthday to helping coach FW’s cross country practice one day, the week was hardly uneventful. Here’s how it went:
This week, many members of the global running community found themselves feeling shocked and horrified with the news of the kidnapping and death of Eliza Fletcher. Liza, a mom of two, was out for a run at 4:30 a.m. before her family awoke. There are so many of us that see ourselves in this young mom, and feel sick thinking about what happened.
This week, I woke up anxious. I had a knot in my stomach before I went out for my runs. I ran more cautiously than normal, keeping my eyes peeled for any unwanted visitors. My ears were extra sensitive to the noises around me. I even second guessed running some days because really – is it worth it to go outside and go for a run if this is a possible outcome?
But I did run. And on Friday, I joined in the “Finish Her Run” virtual event, where runners pledged to run for Liza, on their own time, as long as they felt safe. Knowing there were many other runners doing the same thing as I was going, I signed up and dedicated my miles Friday to her. I didn’t make it to 8.2 miles as she would have, but ran a little more than my usual 5 and got in 6 to celebrate her life.
It feels like only yesterday I was writing and sharing my August goals. And now, the month is over? I wish months like February and March came and went this fast, not just the wonderful summer months! I don’t typically make monthly goals, but I came pretty close to keeping on top of mine for August. First off, I had a pretty good month mileage-wise. Here’s how I ended up – almost 143 miles!
And here’s how it went in terms of my goals:
This week brought back to school and some EARLY mornings for half the week. I now run early enough that I miss the sunrises and probably won’t see them again for some time! I also am on a time crunch and it impacts my running. Most days in the summer if I’m close to a mile or so, I’ll finish the last .2 or so. But this week, I made myself stop at a certain time, regardless of mileage. Maybe as we get back into our routines I’ll feel more comfortable being a minute or two late, but as we figure out our mornings, etc. I’m trying to stick to a strict schedule. Maybe in a few weeks, I’ll feel differently.
Here’s what the week looked like:
This week was our last week of summertime. School starts next week, along with early mornings, earlier (hopefully) nights and a change in our routine. So, this week I tried to take advantage of sleeping in a few last times and get in some good runs. I’ve really been enjoying getting out there and watching the sunrise at the end of my runs, but with the days getting shorter and having to get up earlier, I know that time is limited. I’ll have to start a countdown until next spring/summer when it starts again!
Here’s what the week looked like – including some of my sunrises:
This week was a little out of whack, workout wise. But for good reason – I was in Upstate New York visiting my family! It was the first time we’d been out there since GM was born, and only the second time since 2020 (thanks, pandemic). That’s why I didn’t get in a long run, or even every day of DR exercises. But I got in some runs with new scenery, some long walks, and – most importantly – some great family time.
Here’s what the week looked like:
July was a good month. We had some good weather (I do love it warm!), I got in runs most days of the week, I stayed injury free, and ended up with more than 130 miles:
And so, enter August. I only have a few goals this month as it relates to working out:
- Stay injury free
- Keep up the running (3-5 miles most days of the week)
- Get in 2-3 “long” runs (6 or more miles)
- Get in 2-3 stroller runs while the weather is still nice
- Continue with my diastasis recti abdominal repair exercises
Sounds reasonable enough, right? We’ll see how it goes!
In the meantime, here’s what this week looked like:
I realized this week that I just have a few more weeks of summer. A few more weeks of “sleeping in” until 5:30, a few more weeaks of running during the daylight and a few more weeks of my favorite season.
It’s bittersweet – I’m not ready for back-to-school and all that comes with it. So instead, I’m just in denial and going to enjoy the next few weeks and stop thinking about what’s to come. That’s healthy, right?
Knowing that, here’s what the week looked like:
My baby boy turned one this week. And it made me sentimental, about not only how fast the time goes, but also feel proud. Proud of me.
Too often, I think negatively about my running abilities. I had a few mornings this week where I stopped to walk, because I was hot or tired. I bemoaned how my speed still hasn’t picked up since the baby was born, and if anything, I have gotten slower this time around. I groaned about my diastasis recti, angry that I still have it, and the back pain that comes with it.
But on GM’s first birthday, I suddenly felt grateful and proud. Grateful that I’ve been able to run consistently since having him. Grateful that I can bring him along on a stroller run. Grateful that I can get outside for alone time on mornings when my days are jam packed and filled with family. And proud – proud that despite everything going on in my life and all the change the past year, I’m still here, still running.
Here’s how the week went – and spoiler alert, I was still running:
If I had to pick one word to describe my workouts this week, it would be consistent.
I was consistent, getting in my “feel good” (4-5 miles) runs every day. I was consistent, doing my diastasis recti exercises every day. I was consistent, getting in my step goal every day.
So, I also guess you could say it was boring, because there’s nothing exciting to share!
Anyway, here’s what the week looked like: