Four laps around the track and I was already negotiating with my training schedule. Maybe I’d make tomorrow a rest day. Maybe I’d cut this run short and add the miles to Sunday’s run.
Six laps around, I had earned the upper hand in the negotiation and settled the dispute – I’d take two weeks off. A few steps later I said out loud, “What am I waiting for?” I stopped running and began a two-week holiday.
It’s a double-edged sword – learning to push the envelope of training without getting injured – although I’ve decided being downright pooped may be a form of injury in and of itself, and knowing when to hit the pause button is the next lesson to be learned in my journey as a runner.
Last year, when I got thoroughly pooped, I threatened to go to the doctor for a full set of blood work. Or was that the year before? A few weeks ago I finally went. The nurse called, “Everything is within normal ranges.” It wasn’t my thyroid, and I wasn’t deficient in this or that (although I could still blame it on menopause).
As usual, my husband was right. It’s training error. Fine.
On the first day of holiday, I went for a long walk around Lake Junaluska where the landscaping is positively inspirational. My husband went with me. This little slice of paradise is less than a mile from home. I did not even contemplate wearing running gear for this lovely walk.
There were several days of all-day gardening while my bike enjoyed a full tune-up at the local bike shop. Then I rode my bike.
My husband and I decided paddling would be fun and spent several afternoons searching for canoes on Craigslist – until I went for another long walk around Lake Junaluska and realized we could rent a kayak or canoe on the shores of their sandy beach for just $5/hour. A whole new world was opening up all around.
Then my friend, Maria, and I went for a hike – 1-1/2 hours up the mountain to Waterrock Knob and 1-1/2 hours back down again. It was delightful. We’ve already planned another even longer hike for next week.
My two-week hiatus from running ended about six weeks ago, but I haven’t forgotten the lessons learned from being too narrowly focused on running: there’s lots of fun things to do, and isn’t fun the best thing to have?
8 thoughts on “Isn’t this fun? Isn’t fun the best thing to have?”
Being diversified has many advantages……enjoy the pattern switch
Yes, diversity is a plus! And isn’t life wonderful when you live in the perfect house, and an ideal location. 🙂 Thanks Julie.
Marcia – I long for that same transformation about my writing. Thanks for sharing this slice of your journey and I am looking fwd to our next outing!
I’m looking forward to that hike too!! See you then.
Wonderful story…I’m right there where you were before you’re vacation. I think I’ll try hiking a bit more…
It’s a process isn’t it. When I started running again, my attitude was so much better and I felt so much more rested. Kind of scary to take the time off, but it’s made a huge difference for me. Good luck, and thanks for reading.
Marcia, What a great post! Enjoyed seeing and experiencing the beauty of our region through the fresh eyes of someone who – although you’ve lived here for a number of years – seems to be really experiencing it for the first time. So glad you’re giving your body some rest via alternative forms of exercise. Great pictures!
Thanks Mike, it does seem like I’m re-discovering this beautiful spot in the world. Maybe it was moving away that opened my eyes. And thanks to your dear wife for such a fun hike!