The bad news? It’s Monday again.
The good news? It’s the week before the long holiday weekend! Now that’s definitely something to look forward to.
This time of year is bittersweet for me. I’m a summer girl – love the warmth, the beach, flip flops, long days and abundant sunshine. Even though the calendar says summer isn’t officially over till September 20, I feel like this is the last true week. The air feels different. It smells different. The shadows from the trees in my backyard are different. The sky is a different color blue. I start to drift towards wanting to spend our weekends in the woods hiking and exploring rather than digging our toes in the sand. I do love Fall – sweaters, jeans, boots, Pumpkin Spiced Lattes, apple picking, the leaves changing and the crispness in the air – but I’m not ready for it just yet.
On Saturday we thought we’d try a short hike with the kids in preparation for the new season. Hiking in New Hampshire in the Fall – marvelous. I kind of chuckle saying hike to describe our little jaunt. Essentially its a trail in the woods that leads up a “mountain” but you can take a paved road to the summit too. This is the first year that we wouldn’t be lugging the kids in packs hiking so we wanted to test out their little leg strength (and tolerance).
It actually went well. They loved racing to each interpretive sign, chasing after Cooper and doing pseudo box jumps onto rocks. There was not one “carry me” until we started back down. I’d call that a win!
Let’s talk running –
Saturday morning before our hike, I got in a run. I woke up not looking forward to my 10 mile run. I just wasn’t feeling it so of course the mental game of running took over. Everything was blah for the first mile. I’ve learned over time to never judge a run by the first mile (or three). That’s usually the length of time it takes for my body to wake up and find a groove. After 3 miles I still wasn’t into it. I then started to compromise with myself – You could run 5 miles today and attempt 10 again on Sunday. Eventually I told my mind to shut up. Suck it up buttercup. Once my mind stopped thinking about the blah, magically my legs kept going. I didn’t feel a million times better but I’m happy that I stuck with it and didn’t quit just because my mind wasn’t into it. I got home and told Ron I didn’t think I could do the 10 mile race next weekend. I just wasn’t ready.
And then just like that my confidence was returned on Sunday. I set off with the intention of an easy 5 miler. From the first step I knew it was going to be good. My legs were light, my foot felt good and my mind was clear. I ran without looking at my Garmin, only by feel. Obviously I was feeling pretty good since I had one of my fastest runs since my foot injury. When I got home, I walked through the door with a smile on my face and told Ron – that 10 mile race is on!
Some runs are good. Some are bad. It happens. But you know what? I’ll take ’em all.
I’m linking up with Katie for Marvelous in My Monday. Because marvelous is all around you.
**The winner of the $30 gift certificate to Words to Sweat By is Heather from Where’s the Beach. Please email me (happyfitmama at gmail dot com) so I can pass your information along to Dana. Congrats! **
What’s marvelous in your life right now?