Me and my bestie running buddy Pam at the Garden of the Gods 10-Miler, June 2015
Greetings from “Run. Work. Live. Repeat” (formerly known as “Boston or Botox?”). It’s been a long time since I posted, and yes, my title is a nod to one of my favorite authors and humorists, David Sedaris, and his book, Me Talk Pretty One Day. (The book is about is his move to France and trying to learn French.)
Here’s a quick run-down of what’s been going on with me since my last post. In January, I left the graduate teaching program I was doing. Unfortunately, I hit a wall with my student teaching placement in my second semester and was placed in a school district almost 40 miles from my home. This wasn’t going to work for me and my family so I took a deferral from the program. In the meantime, I began some soul searching (Who me, right?), and I decided to look for part-time work during the interim. I came across a great full-time position that piqued my interest. I sent in my resume and lo and behold, the Universe (yes, capital U) threw me a U-turn. (Wouldn’t U know it?)
I interviewed for the job and I got offer the position. I’m now a staff writer in the development department (translation: fundraising) at National Jewish Health (one of the leading respiratory hospitals in the country). It’s been a great opportunity and mission to support. (Thank you Universe for having my backside.)
OK, that’s enough shop talk. Let’s talk running.
The Universe also has a sense of humor. When I renamed my blog — “Run. Work. Live. Repeat” a year or so ago — I had no idea I was manifesting a literal interpretation.
Since returning to work full time, here’s what my typical day looks like.
Get up at o’dark early. Run for an hour or so (or whatever is on my training schedule dictates).
Get home and walk the dog; then get ready for work.
Wake up the kids (because that’s when most civilized people rise, as opposed to running-obsessed, frenzied working mothers.)
Finish getting ready and leave.
Drive for 45 minutes. Work for 8 hours (or whatever it takes).
Get back in the car and drive for an hour-plus (commute always takes longer returning home; don’t know why).
Get dinner on and help the kids with homework and/or chauffeur them to after-school activities (soccer, swimming, piano).
Clean up after dinner and make lunch. Then go to bed.
Get up at o’dark early the next day and repeat the entire sequence until the weekend arrives.
Yes, indeed, I now make the Energizer Bunny look like a freakin’ slacker.
Run. Work. Live. Repeat.
After working from home for many years, my new normal has been challenging and much like learning a new language (Me Talk Pretty One Day?).
Course á pied? Oui?
Some days, I am so tired that I miss my workouts altogether or I end up running in the evening instead of the morning, which jumbles everything to heck.
I’m managing though and still running a fair amount.
Do I like my new working life? Yes, for the most part. It’s rewarding.
Do I like what it’s done to my running and family life? Well, not always but sometimes you gotta put on your big girl panties.
C’est la vie.
I like my coworkers (they are warm and kind) and the mission of the hospital (it’s compelling and I get to do some cool stuff).
I don’t care much for plopping my butt in traffic for almost two hours a day (Who in his right mind does?) but I don’t have other choices there. (There’s no convenient public transportation near my workplace.)
I’ve often said that life and running mirror each other. Marathon training has shown me that I can rise to what’s needed. My “new normal” is a case and point. Is the journey without bumps? No, but I’m working on it.
Me … Run Pretty … One Day …
When I consider all that I am juggling, I think I’m doing alright.
My next marathon is in December and I’m gearing up for it as I write this. I’m not sure how I will make it happen but I don’t need to know everything yet. I’m running steady and taking it one day at a time.
That’s it for now. I will honestly make an effort to write sooner and not let so much time lapse again (sigh).
Until then … I’m not searching for my fierce anymore … I am living it.
I hope you are, too. 🙂
“Aging is inevitable but growing old is a choice. Lace up your shoes and let’s go!”
Mileage today: 5
Mileage for 2015: Guesstimate 1,000+ (Gotta catch up on my log, too, Sigh.)
P.S. If you need a good laugh and read, and aren’t easily offended, I recommend “Me Talk Pretty One Day” (David Sedaris). He’s deliriously funny.