Puntos y grapas…

Stitches and staples.

It’s been a tough month of zero exercise. Or, as I like to call it, everything I’m trying to do while my foot heals and I can run again.

I had a little accident while trying to paddle surf and ended up cutting my foot pretty badly on some sharp rocks…requiring a trip to the hospital and receiving a gift of some stitches and staples.

But, during the last 24 days, the most painful part was not being able to run, not being able to bike, not being able to hike, resulting in a complete makeover of my entire morning routine, which I did not handle well.

Exercise is my outlet. Without it, it’s like I don’t know what to do with myself.

I recently read this amazing post (see link below) about running and its affect on grief. When my dad was diagnosed with cancer two and a half years ago, I would take him to the park to get fresh air and exercise. I would run and he would sit on his favorite bench. That became our daily routine.

After he passed away, I could barely make it out the door. It was painful to go out there without him. After a year and a half of many failed attempts, I finally got into a routine again this year. Running is the only thing that brings me closer to him, the one thing that makes me remember how amazing our days outside were and how I would give anything to see him sitting on his bench while I run laps around the park.

Nowadays my running is more challenging: hills, tough routes, trails…anything I can do to fight my way through the grief. And, believe me, some days can still be as difficult two years later. Some days, I’m listening to music on a run and one song knocks the wind out of me. I feel like it was just yesterday that I was talking to him.

This week I can finally start running again. I can finally have those “conversations” that make me feel at peace as I start my day. I can finally get back into my routine of grieving, time set aside that allows me to reflect and move forward.

In case you’d like to read the other article as well: https://runmammy.wordpress.com/2016/11/16/running-after-mom/ …