I can’t believe it’s been three months since my knee surgery. When I was still in pain, time seemed to move at a snail’s pace, but lately the weeks are flying by. With each new week, my knee and leg feel stronger. If I have a hard workout, I might still limp, but I don’t mind because I am so happy to have worked out.
Today I ran six miles! I haven’t run that far in so long,; it felt awesome to be out on a gorgeous fall day, running with a good friend. This good friend, Debbie, asked me to run a relay marathon in December, and since running a relay is on my running bucket list, I decided to try it. Besides, having an upcoming race keeps me motivated to work runs into my busy schedule. Debbie has only run six miles a few times, and I hadn’t since April, so this was an important run for both of us. We started out fast – too fast – and slowed a little each mile. Since speed was not our goal, our time did not matter. I need to build up my endurance before I can even think about speed………….I can type that, and in my head I know it, but admittedly, on short runs I am trying to run faster. I know it isn’t smart, but I want to get back to where I was, and I don’t want to take the long, arduous route. I just want to be there.
Debbie and I finished strong! We ran three miles, and then walked about four blocks, and then we ran the last three. It was a great run! Debbie hasn’t been running long, but I think I see a half marathon in her future. I don’t know if she realizes how convincing I can be, but I am going to work on her.
I am thrilled to be running again. It has become so much a part of who I am, and life without running seemed a little empty. Running makes me feel strong; it makes me feel confident; and it makes me feel calm. It also helps me keep my weight down, and right now I need to run about ten miles a day. I expected to gain weight after surgery, but I also expected to lose it when I got back into my exercise routine. That hasn’t happened. In the four weeks that I have been back to working out five or six days a week, I haven’t lost a pound. Not one freakin’ pound. How is that even mathematically possible? I know I am burning up calories; sometimes I work out two or three times a day. I am not eating any more than I did after surgery. I didn’t even buy Halloween candy (which I love). It is incredibly frustrating. This week is going to be better. Those of you who attend my Zumba classes know that means your classes will be kick-ass!
I was reminded this week, once again, of how precious life is, and how it can change in an instant. Embrace life. Take care of your health, if not for yourself, do it for your family; set an example for your kids and grandkids. Love deeply your friends and family. And tell them. Let the little annoyances go, and appreciate their unique personalities. Live in the moment. Don’t dwell on the past (you can’t change it anyway), and don’t fret about tomorrow – plan for it. Notice God’s gifts every single day. Hear the birds, notice the colors of fall, smell the brisk air. Hug your kids. Always, hug your kids. Teach them to be kind. I want my girls to be smart and successful, but more than anything, I want them to be kind. I want them to love God and to be thankful for what they have. And whatever you do, do it well. Take every opportunity to make someone’s day, whether it be helping unload groceries, or just calling someone to say hello. Think about who you want to be…and be that person.
Peace….
Grandma Runs! 