There were a few bitterly cold days to start off the week, but temperatures moderated nicely. To start the week, I set an intention of finding joy. I bundled up and headed out into the sunshine, pulling off jumps that Cory would be proud of! I'm telling you, this having fun on the run thing is a game changer! As the week went on, my runs started feeling easier and I was able to go farther. Am I starting to feel better or is it my new attitude about letting go? Whatever it is, I'll take it!
I understood that she wanted me to roll with it, to not get caught up in the chronic illness mentality. Up until then, I felt like I was doing a pretty good job of working through this new diagnosis of RA. My coach, who always keeps me grounded and on track, clearly wanted to help me with this. I won't lie, though, I wanted to cry. Tough as nails? Not so much. It was like opening up a healing wound.
Fragile. Handle with care. Reality bites. Swallow hard. Don't cry. There's no crying at CrossFit.
If Becky had handed me slam balls that day, I may have thrown them at her.
She probably figured as much. Instead, I sucked it up. I held those wall sits until my legs were shaking and then some. My goblet squats were lower than low. Later that night, I reflected on our conversation and how much it bothered me. I sent Becky a text telling her how upset I was by her comments. Then I went to bed.
The next morning, there was a response from her. She apologized, saying that she didn't mean for her comments to upset me. That she doesn't want me to focus on my illness, instead reminding me of how strong I am, how I am so determined, and that I have never let anything get in the way of my goals. I was glad to hear that, but the whole incident took the wind out of my sails. For the rest of the week, I worked hard to find my joy again.
Fortunately, the theme for Friday's yoga class was joy. Isn't it funny how the universe sets everything right again? Megan started this class with a most fitting proverb:
On Saturday, I did a virtual 10k with the #holottafun ladies. There was a Christmas morning run too. I always like to run on Christmas to remind myself that running is a gift. Running gives us fitness but more than that, running brings joy. Joy in the run itself, but also in everything that goes along with it. The friendships, the races, the bling, the confidence, and the strength. Plus when else do you get to run in the cold and snow wearing a Santa hat?
Happy Holidays! Were you able to sneak in a few runs, a few yoga classes, or a few workouts? What brings you joy over the holidays?
I'm linking up with Tricia and Holly for their Weekly Wrap, and Angela and Ilka for the Sunday Fitness and Food Link up! And with Patty, Marcia, and Erica from Tuesdays on the Run!