Head Over Heels: Hiatus from Blogging

August 11, 2010

Hiatus from Blogging

So I've been majorly slacking lately. Not on running, but on writing about running. I wrote constantly before the 1/2 marathon, it was a motivating force to get me through those long and exhausting training runs. But after I crossed that finish line (!!!), I stopped writing. Maybe I needed a break from the long runs and the writing, but nevertheless, I'm back now.

My solemate/running partner, Cat, and I have a 7-mile race coming up in a week and a half. I've been running M-F with one of my coworkers ever since the 1/2 Marathon, and I set my PR in a 5 mile race a few weeks ago. Cat and I haven't really gone running much since our 1/2 Marathon in the end of June, but that's changing tonight. We're going to go back to Castle Island and go running and then get our traditional ice cream together. We're determined to continue our "training runs and ice cream," even if we're not really training for a specific race. Sometimes all you need is your solemate, ice cream, and an open road.

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Welcome to Head Over Heels!

Like many 20-something women, I woke up one morning exasperated. It seemed like every day I would find a new passion, a new dream, and get excited about yet another project, just to find that they would all crash and burn. I wanted something that I could control and that would be all mine.

Because our 20s are a time of exploration and discovery, it's very hard to find that path that directs us exactly to our dreams, especially because our dreams have the habit of evolving overnight. I had worn myself into a tizzy of exhaustion, disappointment, and an overwhelming sense of having no control over my own life. And that's when I went for that first run.

Two minutes later, I arrived back at my apartment steps, panting. As long and as torturous as those two minutes felt, they also gave me a sense of liberation, a feeling that had been severely lacking in my life. The next day, pathetically still sore, I again put on my sneakers. Three minutes, yes! This routine was repeated daily throughout the summer and now, I'm a half-marathoner! My ultimate goal, a marathon, still looms in the distant future, but the even bigger goal is one I can actively work on every day: learning to gain control over my own life and learning to fall in love with myself one step at a time.