Why is the world (at least the running world) against me?

I’ve been an absentee blogger for the past week. I’ve been dealing with a lot of pain and we have finally found the cause (at least we think we have found the cause). And one of the solutions (for now I’m promised) is no running.

See, I had that ONE day of great running…last Monday to be exact! Then the another doctor told me no running for another three weeks. I am still mad. Why is that the one thing that I LOVE to do, that helps me be a better mom, that gives me life and fuels that fierce competitive side in me is taken away for now?

I’ve been reflecting on this all week. Maybe I’m supposed to rest. What a novel idea huh? Maybe I’m supposed to get this running craze put into perspective. What was once a fun hobby had lately become a competition internally to see how far I could run, what personal records I could beat? Goals are good but at the cost of spending time with my family, just to beat a record? Really that important, I don’t think so?

So I’m still listening to all my hip hop and rap music (yes, I do love the latest rap and dance mixes…any suggestions send my way!) and swimming and spinning. And I will allow my body to heal and prepare for a reclaimed hobby.