Through the Struggles, I Continue to Push
A few weeks ago, in mid-March, I decided I was not getting enough miles in the running training I was doing. Why more miles? No reason other than I am constantly looking for ways to challenge and improve myself. I do have a goal of a half marathon soon, sometime before summer, just have not found the one yet.
The only way I could get more miles in was to wake up earlier and commit to a warm-up and cool-down run, both of which I really needed to be doing anyway. So, instead of waking at 5:30am, I decided to start waking at 5:15am so I was on the treadmill by 5:30am. This gave me a minimum of 50-60 minutes of running, between 4-5 miles every morning.
In two weeks I have increased my miles to 25 a week on average. I am very pleased with that. I am getting in longer runs overall and changing my training up to include HIIT runs, interval runs, recovery runs, etc. I am still strength training at least 5-6 days a week. I am constantly getting 13k+ steps every day.My nutrition is a-ok. It's basic, it's convenient for what I have going on right now, and it works for me. I am making good choices. But also, I am eating cake. Seriously. I have dessert. Sometimes I haven't often allowed myself in the past because it didn't count in my macros. With the amount of running I am doing, I know it's okay to eat cake. I am not eating cake and running more miles because I am eating cake. I simply eat cake.
I have been running consistently since January, almost 3 months now. I am stronger, faster, and can run for longer. But in reality, I run because I cannot escape some things. Since September my little family of 3 has struggled and although we will persevere, I have not had the time to mourn the losses we have experienced. I don't know when I will. Between a toddler, a full-time job, and health concerns, I struggle not to lose it.
So I push through. Every. Day. And I celebrate the accomplishments I can. Today I have 600 workouts since I started with the Peloton app just 18 months ago. I have over 200 strenth classes and over 100 runs. I am stronger than the things happening around me. But that doesn't mean that those things are not hard or that I do not feel sad for the losses we have had to endure. I can focus on being the best me I can be. I cannot control other things around me. And so, I push through, to strive to continue to be better. To always be the best me I can be for the little lady who turns two tomorrow!
Cheers to the next half marathon!
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