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I've lost that loving feeling

I didn't think this could actually happen. Me? Fall out of love?  But, it has been coming on for a few weeks now.  And, I think I can say that I am not in love with running as much as I used to be.  Or, at least, I should say, as addicted to running as I used to be. 

I have not run any significant distance since the beginning of May, thanks to my lovely IT band.  At first, I was worried I would go into a state of depression.  And, at first, I think I was.  But now,  I have grown accustomed to NOT running.  To finding other ways to exercise.  To searching out new goals, physically, for myself.  And I am happy.  And I am not running. I did not think I could be both at the same time ;)

My husband has even asked my why I think I am so content NOT running right now, when, before I took it really hard. And I think it is because I have hit my major goals already.  I have run two marathons, several half marathons.  There are no races I have planned on and there are none I really want to run right now.  And, I am finally getting more balance back to my exercise routines.

Since, I have all this extra time on my hands, I have given a lot of thought to what I miss and do not miss about running.

First, what I miss:

 - Being able to head out the door for a run. A long run and enjoy being by myself.  Listening to music on my ipod and enjoying nature.

- Getting lost in a run (Not ON a run!)

- Hitting new mileage on a run and feeling a sense of accomplishment.

- And there is nothing like pushing the pace past where you believe you can go!

- The endorphin rush (but the 60 min Insanity workout supplies a large amount of endorphins  . . . . too bad I cannot do that for the next few weeks either . . . long story).

What I do not miss:

- Wearing my Garmin and constantly watching my pace.

- Feeling like I have to run

- Wondering if this run will be the run that I will return from injured

-  Running in the heat

- Running in the cold rain

- Ice baths

- Going to the chiropractor weekly. I spend so much time there when running high mileage that I am probably paying for his kids' college educations!

Will I return to running?  Of course!! I do miss it tons.  But, I am hoping that this running hiatus is teaching me more about balance and learning to enjoy the run more.  And, I am hoping that that balance will lead to less injury.  A girl can dream, can't she?

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  1. Sometimes we have to give ourselves permission to take a different direction in life. I spent nearly a year after I had my fourth baby doing cross training workouts with only occasional short distance runs in between. I let go of the watch and the feeling of failure because I wasn't running far or fast. I think that time "off" actually made me a stronger runner. There is always something to be learned right where we're at in life. Lovin' your blog!
    ~Susan
    www.solesearchingmamma.com

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  2. I can relate on so many levels!!!

    I've been out for about 6 weeks now due to a tibial stress reaction in my right leg. I've had nothing but chronic injuries for the past year and a half. I finally ran my first half marathon injury-free in May and then BAM tibial stress reaction. I don't miss the constant wondering if I'm going to injury myself with every single run. I don't miss preparing for runs and the recovery stuff afterward. I do miss the same things you said you missed, but it's been a nice break. I think so often we just go go go without giving ourselves proper "down time" from it. I think at some point you'll probably miss it enough to get back into it, but maybe in a way that is more balanced? I'm hoping that for myself anyways. Thanks for your post!

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  3. I really needed to read this! It is ok to not run and be ok with it. I think I sometimes wouldn't stop becuase I didn't want to be a failure. I am still struggling with it being ok not to run as I still have races that I paid for on my calendar, but it's nice to see that if you stop running it's not the end of the world!

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  4. This is why I say I love to exercise, and not I love to run. Because sometimes I do love to run, but most of the time I love to kickbox and do toning classes. Welcome to the club!!

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