
And by recently, I mean 2 days ago. Most of you know I'm training for a half-marathon that will take place October 27th. What most of you probably don't know is that I've been out of running for this week, and I was struggling with running a few weeks prior to my ER visit. I've been having serious abdominal pain concurrent with frightening neck pain, both on my left side. I was told to follow up with a Sports Medicine doctor, which quite frankly made me feel athletic despite the fact I couldn't run more than a half a mile, or a mile if I'm pushing it, without doubling over in pain. My goals for the half quickly shifted from running the whole time, with a quick-ish pace to simply running the whole time, to FINISHING. I was disappointed. Really disappointed. My dad is coming out to run the race with me, and I'm really excited about that. Running has brought us a better connection and strengthened our relationship.
Back to the book. I love lifting. My training program looked something like this:
Monday: Medium run, Abs, Glutes.
Tuesday: Light run, Arms
Wednesday: Medium run, Abs, Glutes
Thursday: No run, Legs, Back
Friday: Cross train (time increases each week.), Abs, Glutes
Saturday: Long run
Sunday: Off
Needless to say, I was killing myself in the gym. And I loved it. It was my "me time", and I loved seeing my body change. I got to my smallest weight and size EVER. I could honestly say I liked how my body looked. However, with the vegan diet, I was hardly getting enough protein, and not nearly as many calories as I needed. I think it really added to my muscle damage.
Last night as I was reading my new book, I came across the anatomy chapters. (Ok, I've never actually taken an anatomy class so I was FASCINATED!!!) I learned the different directions of muscles, how they're connected, and the best part: I learned why my lower abdominal muscles and my neck have been giving me so much grief!!
I'm going to try to start running again this week, after having a week and a half off the vegan experiment and a week off of running, I'm feeling better. The first couple weeks of the diet, I was feeling great. I loved it. After that I noticed how exhausted I was 24/7. I was grouchy most of the time (as Ross will attest, I'm sure), and I had no idea the damage I was doing to my body. Maybe a vegan diet would be great for a 7-10 day cleanse, But I definitely won't be trying that ever again.
While we were at the library, I wanted to find a basic book on nutrition, not a diet book, or a cleanse book, just old school nutrition. I guess I was looking for something like a textbook. I was horrified and appalled at how many books I found about diets to be skinny I found. There must have been over a hundred different diet ideas.
I've always had a problem with body image, and obviously it's an even bigger problem in America. I developed a routine where I would wake up in the morning, go to the bathroom, undress, and weigh myself. Every morning. Sometimes Claire would run in and laugh and proceed to step on the scale right after me. She just likes the flashing lights, but I realized I didn't want her ever to think about her body the way I did mine. About a month or two ago, I stopped weighing myself in front of Claire. And recently I've stopped weighing myself so often, and I'm starting to not care at all what that number reads. Claire still likes to play with the scale occasionally when she goes into our bathroom, but she just pushes the button, watches it flash a few times until it reads "E".
After we got married, Ross and I were talking about bodies. (Remember this post?) He was explaining why he loved to exercise. It wasn't for the outward appearance at all. It was simply because our bodies are a gift from God. So why wouldn't we want to give our bodies the best care and get them in the best shape that we could? Why wouldn't we take extra care of that gift? And I love that. That's how I want to teach my children. I don't want to teach them that they need to be skinny to be beautiful, or that there is anything wrong with their bodies. I just want them to know that our body is a gift from Heavenly Father and we should take care of that gift because bodies are important.
I just remembered that conversation yesterday and got to reflecting on that. Of course I want to look good, who doesn't? But I think more importantly, I want to take care of my body. I want to fuel it correctly, and get it in the best shape that I can. So here's my new plan:
Hopefully running tonight goes well and I can get back on track. If not, hopefully it'll just be a couple more days of eating what I need to and recovering. I'll be lifting 3 days a week, still running 4 days a week, eating a lot more calories, and taking more time to rest and recover. Hopefully it'll go well and I'll be back to running in no time.

