On Sunday I read a book. I read an ENTIRE book. An entire 325-page book. In one sitting.
I sat in my new reading nook (we’ve been “renovating” the house, which basically just means decorating and getting new furniture…and a reading nook was one of my must-haves) from about 12PM until 7PM. I stopped at 4 PM to RUN for 3.2 miles (YAYYYY! Finally!) and then got back to reading. That’s the problem when I find a book a like…I never stop. I read “The Help” last week (I know, I’m like a decade late) and couldn’t put it down either.
As a side note, Brendan and I also assembled a dresser from Ikea this weekend. I feel as though this was a pretty huge accomplishment.
Back on track. My trip to Florida reminded me how much I love reading. Because I actually made the time to do it.
For me, reading really helps put things into focus. I don’t know if it’s the fact that I’m temporarily immersed in someone else’s life, or that it takes me back to childhood when I would read under the covers with a flashlight, or that every book teaches me about being a better writer. If you asked me as a child what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would say one of these things: a writer, a vet, or an astronaut. Writing was number one. As I got older, I came up with excuses for why I could never do that. But as Ironman taught me…I can do whatever the heck I wanna do.
I guess the point here is:
A) Sometimes we forget what makes us happy. We don’t find the time and it falls off our radar. Find the time.
B) Yes, I’m a proud bookworm. WHAT OF IT!
C) I did put my book down to run! OUTSIDE! And I enjoyed it. A seed has been planted. (How fitting and convenient, seeing how spring is – hopefully – coming!
And then another seed…
My friend Lauren and I were recently debating a 100-mile bike ride in New Jersey this Fall. We got stuck on the fact that the elevation gain is over 8,000 feet. That just sounds ridiculously painful. She asked me what it was in Lake Placid, so I looked it up (I’ve forgetten anything having to do with triathlons) and noted it was around 4,000. As I was reading about LP again…it hit me. That nagging urge to be enveloped in that world again. A teensy bit of leftover excitement from last year. The feeling that you can’t get enough of something…you want to read about it, think about it, talk about it all day long.
I miss triathlon.
As I’m prone to do when I get excited about something, I’ve begun frivolously searching trifind.com for something, anything I can commit to. As much as I like to think I’m internally motivated, I do need a goal to work toward. If I’ve learned anything in my months off, it’s that.
Especially if I want to convince myself to get in the pool.
AND THEN yesterday I met GB for a class at Barry’s Bootcamp (my first!). I absolutely loved it. We got to chatting about upcoming races. His enthusiasm is contagious. Another seed was planted. So many seeds.
This class (arms & abs) consisted of strength training coupled with stints on the treadmill. I started on the floor for some work with bands and dumbbells. Then we moved over to work with my frenemy, the ‘mill. Fast running, hill running, intervals…12 minute bursts of speedwork. Then back to the floor for another 12-ish minutes of arms and abs.
Fast running felt marvelous. Well, hard at the time, but marvelous when I was done. I was really glad when, in the locker room, some girls were complaining about how 7.0 was the “base speed” (the speed you go back to in between the faster intervals). I thought it was tough too (I have short legs, people!) but felt like it shouldn’t have been that difficult. Although when I looked around, some of the guys around me were at 6.0 (Not GB of course, he’s #ironGB) so that made me feel better about myself.
So now that’s like, 3 seeds. I basically have a flower, right? (Does that even make sense?) What I’m indirectly trying to say is…I think “Kara Runs” is coming back. I think my motivation just went a couple ticks higher.
I’m ready to set a goal.
Stay tuned for what that goal will be.
Don’t make me talk to myself – fill me in! What’s your non-fitness-related hobby? How do you make time for it?