(Originally published 10-25-14. A timeless lesson we all need to remember now and again!)
Did you expect me to wear glasses today? Did you have any expectations?
Expectations. Boy was wrong I was about you.
What if I told you the secret to true happiness was always there, inside you? The corny line that Dorothy was told to by Glinda in OZ….when she got the ruby shoes, lol. Really. What if I said to you that no amount of money, education or huge career will uncover the true happiness and life success that you know you are missing because you are still not happy?
I ran today!
(Original Post Date 7-21-14. Reposted not just because its Monday, but because I went back into training mode again today. That means running, working out, eating right and staying away from the bad stuff.. well maybe a little wine because it has resveratrol (omg I think I was calling it rohypnol, lol, big diff n maybe I should rethink the wine) Well ANYWAYS reading it today helped motivate me to go out into the freezing cold this morning and run and I feel great because I did. Happy Monday Motivation! You can get right back on the horse too!)
Me cheering on two of my best gf’s- after their first 10K! They rocked it, of course.
When I first started learning running it took many months just to be able to run long periods without stopping – and to learn to breathe properly. I started by running 20 seconds at a time (I’d count, in my head) while running with my dog Max. Then I’d feel like my heart was gonna explode! It was actually all about exercising him (if I never mentioned that before), since we have a tiny yard and no dog run. Gradually, seconds became minutes, minutes became a half hour, etc. For the first year all I did was count seconds, omg… I got up to ohh thousands (the insanity of that –I look back on now). Hey, I didn’t have an MP3 player yet- and my Discman (omg haven’t seen that word in a while), while great for skates was a bit bulky for running. Anyways, for a long time, it was “fake it till I make it”. You just keep pushing through the crap days and weeks.. and then one day, the breathing kicked in, the body was strong and I got that high, that distance and felt what running was all about.
Why is it that it doesn’t matter if your kids are grown up and moved away– if something bad happens to them or they are hurting, it hurts us JUST as much, if not more, then if it happened to ourselves.
We want to fix it, change it, do anything possible thing we can to make it better, and if we can’t we at least want to help them through it. We know having been there many times ourselves that each day things will feel a little better and eventually everything will be okay again. We know these are obstacles or “stumbling blocks”, in life that usually come when we are making some sort of progress and are designed for us to trip on, fall over, turn around at or just stop. To find our way around these sidewalk-cracking boulders is the real key, and it’s not easy, but it is very possible. And even, after a while of this fancy-footwork, obstacles can be reduced to mere rocks we can just kick out of the way… if we just keep trying and not letting them get us down.
It was a double header in the exercise department today as Max and I ran (almost 9 miles, for a total of 26 so far for the week) this morning, and this evening I then I finally went back to my Zumba class!
Guess what was waiting for me when I got home today?
No not him, well yes he was but that’s not what I meant. Got a package in the mail today! One of the best parts about your kids growing up and moving away is the extra money you find yourself left with at the end of the month. No more “allowance”, gas money or lunch money. No one else is eating all the food out of your fridge, laundry costs are cheaper and even utility bills drop. It is a whole new world for me to be able to buy things I might want for myself and not feel selfish about it.