Ahh….a day off. I mean, a day off in which I am completely disinfecting the house after a close brush with death flu and both of the children are running around since they are “feeling better”.
It’s been a while since I posted last, since I have been attempting to drink from a fire hose balancing a new position at work, family, and training. You remember, training? For a trail half marathon I felt quite confident would be no problem way back in November when I suggested it to Mr. Prepared. The new position at work has really been challenging, as it is a really busy time of year with the start of a new semester at the college. In addition, just learning the day to day of who to call about what and what to do has been slightly overwhelming. It has definitely put me out of my comfort zone. Enough that I have found myself throwing some mental temper tantrums with a few bouts of tears thrown in, but you know what? It’s good for me.
It’s a good idea to get uncomfortable in life. Nothing ever changes if you’re always comfortable. And I was getting pretty darn comfortable, I guess. I mean work was pretty dialed in, I had set some pretty serious but achievable racing goals for myself this season, and the kids were settled into a routine we have been doing for a while now.
Getting uncomfortable means that you have to expand your “solutions playbook” and keep adjusting to what life is throwing at you. More than a few times these past few weeks I have said that I think this new situation is too hard and I no longer wanted to continue. But whether or not I wanted to, I had to keep pushing on. As I push on, it gets easier- the new position, the training, finding balance between life and work. And the opportunity to become a new, stronger, better version of myself has emerged.
Today I ran a new lactate threshold test on the treadmill with my “poor man’s Garmin”- a HR monitor strap and a piece of paper. I ran faster and was able to hold a higher heart rate than the last test I did at the beginning of August last year. I couldn’t imagine I might be in better shape than I was in the beginning of August- particularly after taking time off and not doing any consistent training. But I guess I could be at a new base level of fitness that I didn’t have last winter. As I ran the Boneyard last week in the snow, I remembered that I had just started trail running last March with Mr. Prepared. I remember how uncomfortable that experience was the first time I ever did it. And while trail running can certainly get uncomfortable, I know how lucky I am to be able to continue doing that, and it’s still as enjoyable as ever to push myself up the hill and be alone, singing out loud in the sunshine.
Lastly, if you think I am just plain nuts after this post, I messaged Swim Bike Mom about how one could possibly stand riding 3 hours on a bike trainer. Her message? Get comfortable with the pain. So I guess if I am crazy, at least I have some good company.