“Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.” –Nora Ephron.
Nora was a true hero. A feminist. A pick yourself up by your bootstraps. A genius. A beautiful soul that will be missed.
Dream backyard party.
Lately. Juice and protein smoothies.
I had an interesting realization as I left the gym today. I am changing, for the better. Let me start at the beginning.
I love running. LOVE it. It is the way I clear my head, get rid of anxiety, have my alone time. Running while at times I can hate it, mostly I love it. I started running 10 years ago and never looked back, completed a few half marathons, a few 10ks, etc. I love a good runners high, I love an hour later that I can feel crunchy salt on my face, I don’t mind the beet red face and I even love those gross goobers of white saliva that pile in the corners of your mouth. When a good song starts playing on your iPod and you hit your groove on the treadmill, happiness. When you are outside and the sun is at your back and you are taking a turn like race car, happiness.
So, it has been awhile since I ran. Over the past three years I have had many health complications, mostly figuring out asthma. Than one year ago I started running again to get in shape for my wedding. My foot kept hurting while I ran, had xrays the whole bit, they could not see anything and in October last year I went to the foot doctor and they found a fractured bone. Off running for a few months. Than I was about to start and I had a very unfortunate personal event that meant I was not allowed to run for another month or so. Started running again, hurt my knee. 3 weeks off, knee healed! Sprained ankle. Ankle is starting heal, not ready for running quite yet so I found spin class last week. Love it, forgot how much I LOVE spin class, went 3 times, went to strength training classes 3 times, felt very fulfilled without running! Than Sunday, bam minor car accident. It would not be a big deal but I have a bad neck from many numerous previous car accidents. So I was bit devestated. I took yesterday off, I iced I adviled all day yesterday and Sunday. Today I thought- let’s do this. I went to the gym. I sweat on the elliptical, I did squats and abs.
Now here is the point of my story, I am being flexible. This is new to me. I am a routine person, I loved my 5 runs a week at 7 in the morning for 5 miles. I love eating the same thing for breakfast, having everything planned out. Not knowing and changing things bugs me to the core it can shake me down. I get very irritable when my routine is outta wack.
So, today when I got into my car. I thought, wait? Maybe this is lesson that is coming out of all these annoying and frusterating events. Life does not end when something bad happens. Life continues and you continue and it is better to be flexible doing so.
A quote I found from Rober Collier, “All of us have bad luck and good luck. The man who persists through the bad luck - who keeps right on going - is the man who is there when the good luck comes - and is ready to receive it.”