Labor Day weekend just marked the end of summer and the beginning of fall. Another great season, although this one felt like it flew by now that my baby is WALKING!
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heavens. Ecclesiastes 3:1
Working out has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. I’ve always loved the way that exercise made me feel, and it didn’t hurt that it also helped keep clothes fitting through the holiday season. But then something shifted. I ran my first marathon in 2013, and then in 2014 I decided to try to qualify for Boston.
Before I knew it, working out was exclusively about helping me run better. I work out to run and I eat to run. I sleep to run, and I read about running. The podcasts that I listen to are pretty much all about running. It’s been really rewarding to see the progress that I’ve been able to make in both speed and distance. I’ve met incredible people through running, and I feel like things in general fall into place better when I’ve got goals, even if they are running related. I ran through pregnancy, and I think that it helped keep me healthy in a lot of ways. I have run after pregnancy, and I think it has made me a better mom and wife.
As you can tell, I realllllly love to run. And right now, I am at the height of a big training season, so my training is at a high right now (and I am functioning on an endorphin high!). But just as summer turns to fall, seasons make us focus on different things. Hopefully I’ll always have a race to look forward to, but I’m reminded that through it all, I’m not a professional athlete. I don’t even work in a running related field. I am a wife and a mom first. And those two things fill me up more than I ever imagined!
This last season of figuring out how to be a new mom, waking up all through the night, breastfeeding, cooking our meals, going to work, keeping laundry clean and folded, maintaining a somewhat clean house, and remembering to feed the dog have all made for a beautiful blur of months. And all of that doesn’t even include going for a run or training for a race. I’ve learned a lot about what is important (my family) and what isn’t (a clean house). I’ve also grown to appreciate just how much a human can handle–in emotions, physical limits, and time management. I believe that all of these things do make me a better, more grateful runner, but they are also proof that running is a complement to the seasons, not the season itself.
What has this last season been like for you?