Do you ever have a thirty-second burst of your life that you wish you could have gotten on tape to share with a thousand of your closest friends? I was standing in the Chicago airport today on my quick layover between Nashville and Minneapolis and I had one of those moments. I was watching the nearby moving walkway, and saw a mother standing by her toddler, with an infant in a stroller in front of her that was just screaming bloody murder (the really gut-wrenching kind of baby wail that makes your throat gravelly just to hear it). The walkway pushed this woman past me, and as she went by I noticed a woman standing behind her, who looked to be six or seven months pregnant, just staring forward with total “oh shit” eyes. Like zoning out in the direction of this screaming baby with a look of sheer terror on her face. It was so delightfully hilarious. Stop the walkway, I want to get off.
So right now I’m home for about fifteen hours between the conference and the bachelorette party—just enough time to write a quick Fueled Up Friday. This week, I’m talking about switching it up, and tiger balm. Ready? Ok.
Switching It Up
This week was a great reminder that changing up my routine is essential to recharging my batteries. Even though I was traveling for work, and the conference wasn’t restful, I am more energized than I’ve been in weeks just because I got to do something new. Stepping away from my normal surroundings and daily routine gives me a chance to reflect, and without fail leaves me feeling more appreciative of my life and happier to return to it. I try to be mindful and grateful on a daily basis, but I really need to get away every few months to really keep perspective and stay energized for my daily routine. I thought a lot about that while I was away this week, and realized I need to be more deliberate about planning a few days of routine-busters every couple of months, even if that just means working from home or taking a long weekend. And if I can get out of town, even better. How else am I going to experience something like this on a Wednesday night?
Last Sunday I experienced my first-ever true running injury. I went out on Saturday night for a different friend’s mini-bachelorette party (lots of celebrating around here) and on Sunday I was feeling a little worse for the wear, but decided to soldier on and run my eleven miles anyway. I actually killed the run—I finished with an average time of just under 9:15 a mile—but a few hours later my knee started feeling really sore. We went to see The Big Short that evening, and by the time we left the theater I was noticeably limping.
I figured out that my quad was too tight and was pulling on a ligament on the inner (medial) side of my knee—it’s nothing major, and it’s feeling somewhat better now, but it’s still sore when I walk a long distance and so far this week running is a no go. So, I’ve been icing and foam rolling and getting to know my new best friend Tiger Balm really well. Rubbing it on my knee seems to help, and it makes me smell like a cinnamon air freshener that you would hang on your rear view mirror if you drove a 1996 Buick. Who doesn’t love that? I’m hoping the Tiger Balm and some more TLC will have my knee in fighting shape for next weekend’s half marathon. Cross your fingers for me! This setback has reinforced that I need to be better about post-running stretching and foam rolling (and probably also that running hungover is just asking for trouble...)
I hope you all have marvelous weekends! I’ll be back next week with some recipes and more normal programming. And, almost certainly, another hangover. Bachelorette parties, you guys. I just can't.