This whole blog thing is not as easy as I thought it would be. I had wanted to start a blog long before I actually started one. I have been told many times that I’m funny and I tell a good story. I’m not shy. I’m very passionate about fitness. I love sharing. Perfect I thought, all good reasons to start a blog! A few posts in, a couple of followers (ok friends), told me that when they are reading my posts, it’s like I’m right there with them, telling them my story, chatting with them, face to face. The positive feedback right from the get-go led me to believe I’d be able to post on a regular basis, ya know, engage those reading with some quick wit, a sad story or two, and perhaps a little bit of motivation and inspiration. There’s a problem though. Ok, actually there are a few problems.
It’s not always easy to put my thoughts into words without sounding like a complete goof. Even as I’m writing now, I think I sound like a complete goof. Do I sound like a complete goof?!?! Maybe that’s just me being too critical of myself. I don’t always have something fascinating to share. In other words my life these days is a total snooze fest! My day to day routine is monotonous. There’s the morning gym visit before anyone in the house has opened their eyelids. I run. I cross-train. I lift weights. I do yoga for runners. Nothing many of you don’t do yourselves. There’s my full time job. I’ve been there 26 years. Nothing exciting to talk about, well…except for the new single-cup coffee machine and the variety of flavors and brews I’ve been trying. Dark and intense is how I roll these days! My nights and weekends are filled with house chores and spending time with my family. Don’t get me wrong, I love to clean and my husband and kids are a hoot, but there’s nothing that comes to mind that they’d appreciate me blogging about. So, do you want the real reason I think I haven’t blogged? I’m going to be perfectly honest with you. This weather has really got me down and quite frankly, I just haven’t felt like sharing. I’m pretty sure I have a case of the winter blues. I can’t remember a winter I hated more. I’m missing my outdoor weekend runs. I’m dying to run outside without fear of injuring myself. I miss feeling the cool breeze as I run while the sun is shining down on my face. I miss sharing a nod, a “good morning” or an “enjoy your run” with the dozens of other runners along the trail or the lakefront path. The next time I have an opportunity to get out there I’m going to ditch the music, just listen to my feet hit the ground, concentrate on my breathing and think about all I have to be thankful for. I’m sure it’s exactly what I need to cure my case of the winter blues.
I’ll finish my post with a spoonful of motivation… I was successful in my December Runstreak. I ran every day of the month. 31days. No less than 2 miles a day. I logged over 100 miles. I was even able to shave 50 seconds off of my average pace per mile. My weight through the holidays held steady. Most importantly, I set a goal, stayed focused and committed and I succeeded.