Hey there everyone!
Happy Monday! Are your jeans feeling as tight as mine are right now? Oh how I hate food hangovers. Especially when I am not able to run them away.
The last few days have been a bit of a roller-coaster for me. Lots of emotions swirling around, lots of news (both good and bad) and a bit too much idle time, eating my feelings.
The good news, well, my run club members are really motivated by our group fitness meet ups and excited for our potential runDisney participation in 2015. I found out that my dad is a medical marvel and has a clean bill of health (essentially his body eliminated his gall bladder and made new connections to to work around not having a gall bladder all without surgery–crazy, right). I also received a few sweet, random messages from friends over the weekend, which really touched my heart.
The bad stuff, however, just laid me out. I learned that my grandpa has taken a rather severe turn for the worse in the past few weeks. I am going there on Thursday for a visit after being a bit delinquent on the visiting front in January due to being away for work and being exhausted. I can’t even write more about it because I just can’t think/imagine my grandpa not being here, even though I know, deep down, that with his current health issues it is probably for the best. My Achilles is still a problem. It was throbbing all day on Friday, which really took the wind out of my sails. After 2.5 weeks off, I thought for sure I’d be okay to start running a little bit again…but alas, my 8 minutes of running did me in (as an aside it didn’t hurt at when I ran). I ended up doing something I haven’t in awhile. I ate away my feelings in a big way. It was obviously a silly thing to do and I even said so when it was in progress, but my emotions got the better of me.
At this point, I am really going to focus on the present more than ever. I will eat healthfully after a weekend of emotional binge eating. I will move for an hour a day and try to get my feel good chemicals rolling through my body, even if it isn’t in the way I prefer. I will get my butt over to my grandparents house on Thursday and offer my help to my grandma and I will simply embrace whatever is coming and be grateful for all that I have seen, done and experienced with people I love.