Running. Lifting.Blogging. and LiviNG lIFE IN THE hAWKEYE sTATE!!!



First, let me preface this post by saying that I have never been one to buy into the “everything happens for a reason” mumbo jumbo.

I’ve never had the click/light bulb moment that convinced me that a specific life altering event (or series of small events) served a grander purpose, etc. Yet, here I am at the tail end of 2018, 22 years old, and suddenly seeing signs, omens, and blessings in disguise virtually everywhere I turn. It’s a mind boggling experience to say the least. And, as one might expect, these signs/omens/blessings in disguise have crossed over into the fitness and running part of my life as well. And, I am beyond excited to see exactly where things will go in the upcoming new year.

It all started funny enough this past Sunday, with a late and slightly hungover workout. A workout, that I had serious doubts was even going to happen. I have never been one to let alcohol or lack of sleep get in the way of my workouts. Ever. Injury or physical pain, yes. But, I’ve always done a fairly decent job at balancing my social life (or lack thereof) and drinking with my fitness goals. In fact, if I know I have a long run or intense workout the next day, I will usually just avoid drinking altogether and make sure to be in bed by 8 pm at the latest.

Then, Saturday night/afternoon happened. What was supposed to just be a 2-3 beers and hanging/talking with friends turned into, downing four 16 oz. cans of alcohol (so like 6ish drinks??) And, it wasn’t just regular beer or only drinks the I’ve drank before. So, when I crawled into bed at 7 pm that night, I didn’t think the chances were good of me getting up at 4:15 am to workout. When I turned my alarm off at whatever time and eventually awoke at 7:50 a.m….things weren’t looking any better. But, I somehow mustered the strength to get out of bed and hit the pavement at 9:15.

By the time I had ran 3 miles in near record breaking time (given my latest 3 mile times), I sorta had this feeling that Saturday was a blessing in disguise.

I mean, just think about it. There is no way I should have been able to physically get out of bed and walk around without vomiting everywhere…let alone run 3 miles and then train legs for 90 minutes. NO. WAY. Yet, I did it without difficulty. However, the realist in me thought that just maybe this stellar run and leg day could have been a fluke. I have recently cut down on the amount of cardio I do each day, and been actively trying to eat in a deficit 5-6 days a week to lean down for the winter. Soooooo, there are about a dozen variable at play that could have lead to these unexpected results.

Feeling particularly proud of myself for getting my workout despite being hungover, I decided to reward myself with some new music. New music is the best way for me to run faster times, enjoy running more, and make “gains” in my lifting. Then, I decided that I would attempt to run 6 miles today AND actually get in 6 workouts this week (I have recently cut down to 5 a week because of the whole pelvic/hip issues aka I am living in the body of a 90 year old some days). I had no idea how/if 6 miles would even happen, but I set out to do everything in my power to make it happen.


On top of that, I shaved over 2 minutes and 30 seconds off last Monday’s 6 mile time. Even better, I didn’t have any pain and had a blast for the whole 57 minutes and 50 seconds of my run. There was not one single moment where I thought to myself, “This is too hard” or “I’d rather be in bed sleeping.” Not. One. Moment. If that’s not a sign of progress and even betters runs/lifts to come, I don’t know what is! Plus, after going something like 8 months without being able to do regular push ups (hello pelvic issues) I did 3 sets of 5 today. No knees, but definitely not perfect form non girls push ups.

All in all, these past two runs+lifts really have got me seeing good omens and signs everywhere around me. I can actually say that all the time off from running, all the 5 times a week workouts, have made me appreciate running so much more and forced me to find a route and running routine that works for my body based off where I am right now physically. I finally feel like I have that balance that I have been working on for years between fitness and regular life. Running and lifting these days does NOT feel like a chore. Quite the opposite actually. It’s a chance for me to get my mind de-cluttered and try my best to make sense of all these signs.

If I’m being honest, I have no clue what 2019 has in store for me or how many more blessings in disguise will come along in the near future.

If I’ve learned anything from 2018, it’s that you can never really be ready for or fully anticipate what life is gonna throw at you. Although, I would like to think that the struggles and obstacles of 2018 have prepared me in some way for what is to come. Regardless, I am ready to hit the ground running (literally!) in 2019. Ready to chase new goals, jump a few hurdles, and become the best version of myself. And, of course try my best to leave the past (the good and the bad) behind in 2018.

Now, where is that next sign/omen at that’s gonna give me just the slightest hint of what the near future holds?!?