Sunday, August 04, 2013
Itís been a long time. So much has happened and so much has changed. All I can tell you is that I try to be humble and grateful every single day. There are days when things arenít so great, but they could be so much worse than they are.
Iíve been running for a good part of the year. It was like starting over when I first began to run again, but Iíve made a little progress and I feel like Iím in a good place. Whatís funny is that itís been so long, I really donít miss racing. I enjoy every step of every run without feeling the need to sign up for a race ďjust to feel like a runner again.Ē
My goal for this year was to just start running again, enjoy every run, and improve my health. So far, Iíve made progress, although I would be the first to admit that itís taken me longer to work my way back in shape than ever before (as we speak, Iím nowhere close to being ďin shapeĒ, but progressing). July was my best month in a very long time, and Iím hoping to carry that motivation forward. Iím still way too heavy, but moving (slowly) in the right direction.
Iím still counting my blessings! Here are some recent photos:
Evelyn heading out to girl scout camp; dad proud but sad that she's growing up so fast
today's haul from the garden: cucumbers, cherry tomatoes, green beans, and lima beans.
Bailey & the little ones on the trail in KY
Ethan at the apple orchard last weekend
Evelyn running the trail at the nature preserve earlier today
I love all my wonderful SP friends!
Saturday, July 09, 2011
I ran 2 miles a few days after my initial run. All went well and my pace was quicker.
The next weekend found me stuck on stupid, as I ran at an easy pace for about 4.2 miles. The cardio part was fine, but it was too much of a jump in distance (and yes, I am familiar with the 10% rule). I followed the run up by going to work and carrying a sprayer on my back for a few hours. That night, I was in a good deal of pain. So, I iced and took a week off.
I went out this morning and ran 2.5 miles. It felt great and everything went well.
I hope to get out there again in a few days. For now, I want to keep the distance under 3 miles.
It's wonderful to be a runner again!
Sunday, June 26, 2011
It wasn't pretty, but you couldn't pry the smile off of my face. After a very long absence, I went to the park with the kids today and ran 1.2 miles.
It was very slow and much harder than before I stopped running, but it was a joy. I'm just thrilled to be back among the living again. Every step felt like a victory and I can hardly wait for my next run. There's no rush on my part, but I am embracing my baby steps and living in the moment.
This couldn't have come at a better time for me. I am so grateful to be able to run again.
Yesterday, I was a volunteer at the first Hendricks County Park to Park 60-mile relay run. I spent the afternoon with my wonderful Sp friend, Mary, and her husband and parents. It was great to see the runners and feel like I was a part of things again. And I got to spend some quality time with Mary's husband, Brett, who is as good as it gets.
Have a great week! Many congrats to my SP friend, Sharon, who set a marathon PR in Seattle yesterday. You are amazing!
Monday, May 02, 2011
Briefly, my sports podiatrist prescribed prednisone a few weeks ago and it seems to have helped. My heel seems to be improving, even though progress is slow. I no longer wear the air cast and have a little soreness at the end of the day, but nothing like it used to be.
I've had a couple terrific running dreams lately. In the first, I ran another marathon and broke 4 hours without even trying (my friend Mary and her husband, Brett, were running it with me). In the other dream, I was trail running without pain, which would be a dream come true in itself.
Here are some recent pictures:
Bailey on Easter Sunday
Madison in her Easter dress
Easter with the light of my life
Have a great week, SP friends!
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
As usual, I must apologize for being MIA with my SP friends. I wish I had more time to keep up with those who have stuck by me for so long.
I saw the podiatrist again last week and he was a little disappointed with my progress (or lack thereof). Long story short, he prescribed some prednisone to help with my tendon. I will finish it tomorrow and then go back in mid-May. I'm still in the air cast.
Some may recall that I lost my aviation job this past January when the company I had worked for during the last 9 years shut its doors. I wasn't shocked when it happened, because my income had dropped by more than 90% since 2007. High oil prices and the lackluster economy have put many pilots on unemployment since 2008. There are many more pilots than there are flying jobs. And many flight schools have closed their doors.
I started a landscaping job last August. In my interview, I was promised a managerial position and a nice raise this Spring if I did a good job last summer, fall, and winter. Well, I did beyond great by anyone's standards; the customer just raves and raves about me. However, I was not given the increase I was promised; instead, I've been asked to work harder and harder for very little money (which is why my tendon hasn't recovered). In addition, they've also cut my hours. I was also told that I would be eligible for benefits this Spring, which hasn't happened. Needless to say, it's been very disappointing and quite stressful.
I do what I'm told; I'm extremely dependable; I work very, very hard; I treat everyone the way that I would like to be treated. I don't know why I can't get above the poverty level when it comes to earning a living, but it's killing me, physically and emotionally. My wife and kids never complain, but it hurts them, too.
I could put all this past me for a few hours when I was able to run. Just getting out there on the trail with my music and the deer was better than any therapy that could be prescribed. And when I was PRing at races in my 50s, it gave me hope and confidence that I could achieve and overcome. All my hard work in training was rewarded. Running was my outlet and salvation. I really miss it.
I hope this doesn't sound like a huge pity party, because my life is not about me; it's about raising my children and giving them half a chance to succeed in life. I'm sorry for them and not for me. I'm just tired of feeling guilty 24/7 and not being able to sleep well (or some nights, at all).
I know my situation isn't unique. I'll keep looking for the right job. I'll work at whatever it takes until then to keep my family together. And maybe I'll get to go for a run again someday.
God Bless all of you. I'll end on a positive note with some family photos from Disney.
family photo before leaving
Ethan and Bailey by the fountain
the little ones pose for dad
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