This time of year, I typically write a post about the excitement of change: changing seasons, a new school year, maybe kicking training into high gear for a goal race in the fall.
Well. Things look a little different this year, but that doesn’t mean there’s no excitement.
As I mentioned in an earlier post, running and I are currently on a break. It’s not of my choosing, and to say I’m disappointed is an understatement.
I recently listened to a podcast in which the host suggested looking at sports-related injuries as a chance to hit the reset button. So that’s what I’m aiming for.
I’m doing rest, ice, and massage to treat my injury, but when my foot is healed and I get back to running, I want to be better, smarter, and stronger. Reluctant as I may be to admit it sometimes, I AM in fact getting older and guess what? The time that my body just keeps taking the pounding and doing what I want it to for nothing in return has passed. Yes, I still have goals and yes, they are still attainable — but it is sinking in that the tactics that have worked in the past need adjustment. Not weakening, not reversing, certainly not erasing — just adjustment.
I’m going to do it.
It’s also high time for a mental reset. Running has been my go-to for day-to-day empowerment for months now. Nothing else has come close to it. With running — any decent cardio, really — temporarily out of reach, my mental game is being stretched, squeezed, wrung out, and tossed to and fro in an unrecognizable, smelly heap.
Anyone else feeling like this?
The thing is, maybe it’s a good thing. Maybe everyone needs an unrecognizable, smelly heap season every now and then so that they can emerge new, stronger, smelling fresh and different and amazing.
Running empowers me like nothing else I’ve discovered yet.
That is a very, VERY big “yet.”
From Glennon Doyle’s Untamed:
“I am a human being, meant to be in perpetual becoming. If I am living bravely, my entire life will become a million deaths and rebirths. My goal is not to remain the same but to live in such a way that each day, year, moment, relationship, conversation, and crisis is the material I use to become a truer, more beautiful version of myself. The goal is to surrender, constantly, who I just was in order to become who this next moment calls me to be. I will not hold on to a single existing idea, opinion, identity, story, or relationship that keeps me from emerging new. I cannot hold too tightly to any riverbank. I must let go of the shore in order to travel deeper and see farther.”