Almost a former blogger

Still rambling about running. Sometimes other things.

Finding the love, again

Three years ago this week, I fell back in love with running as I had one of the greatest experiences ever at the Runner's World Festival.

It was my third time at the event, but really the first time where race day really felt like an after thought. It was all about connecting with other bloggers who truly love running and spreading the word about all things running. 

Look, we even were on the "cover" of Runner's World magazine ...

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... Well, not really, but it was FUN. I was ready to get back to regular blogging and refocus on doing great things. 

But the truth is, I was running through an injury at the time. Or at least trying to. I did that for another several months before FINALLY going to a doctor and treating my already-known-self-diagnosis of plantar fasciitis. 

I won't rehash what happened after that race - I've documented it well enough that I've dealt with injury after injury after injury (I think three is right ... could be four)

I've almost quit on running several times, even when the moments haven't been so low. I've gained some weight here and there, my running has been so slow, I often have felt like I've had no signs of progress, I'm tired ... all those thoughts and more have crossed my mind since that awesome weekend. 

But in the past month (and since my last post almost two months ago) though, I've stop caring about being fast or slow or tired, and don't care that I really should lose some weight. 

I just want running to be fun again, and eventually, great ... again. Maybe the greatest is in a couple of months at my next race, or maybe it’ll be in 2019 … I just know it’ll happen.

I really don't have a point for this post other than a bit of reflection and even a little bit of sadness that the Runner's World Festival is here again this weekend and I'm so far away from it. Far away physically; far away emotionally. 

But it's those pictures and those memories that keep my drive going to find the love for running again that I had then ...

No. 1,243

It's been more than a year since I had a numbered post - for a refresher for anyone who's coming across this blog, it's simply the number of posts I've written since I started blogging April 2017, and is what I use for a title when I have a bulleted list of random thoughts. 

  • And that reminds me... yup, I missed my "blogiversary." There was a time - when I wrote about 10 times a month (sometimes more) - that celebrating my blog was HUGE. Right now, I'm lucky to blog once or twice a month. But keeping this going under a variety of names and domains for 11 years is still special enough to mention.
  • A little more than a month after my first race in 2 years, I really don't have a desire to race again for a little while. I certainly won't go two years again, but my running just isn't where it needs to be to even enjoy a race. 
  • I ran at the track a couple of weeks ago so I can at least get this idea of racing and speed back into my mind. It was ... interesting. I was consistent, a little faster than I thought I'd be, but I didn't like it. 
  • I fell on a very flat trail after a root jumped up and hit my foot. That was nearly 2 weeks ago and I still have scabs. It really threw off my running for this month and set me back much more than I expected. But I march forward anyway. 
  • My biggest problem right now is eating and some weight gain, pretty much negating anything that I started the year with ... I just don't even know why I continue to have this issue. I know what to do, but when running isn't a high priority for me, I slip up. Often. 
  • In the next few weeks, I'll have baby no. 3 here and I'll then be 40. Life's on fast-forward and running isn't all that important. It will be again, but for now I'm going to be in maintenance mode.