Damsel Diaries 11 years ago Damsel Diaries // On Change
There is nothing more agonizing to me in this world than someone telling me that I cannot do something. Just as I reached a point in my running where I want {repeat: want} to wake up at 7am to squeeze in a 5 mile run into my day, I am presented with a major hurdle.
As part of my plan to “get lost” this summer, a few weekends ago we cruised over to Catalina Island. I couldn’t wait to hit the trails in Two Harbors where I was scheduled for two 4 mile runs.
The runs felt very strong and it was definitely a nice change of pace to run in a new setting. It wasn’t until my last run of the weekend and the last 1/2 mile on that run that the pain in my right foot began to truly set in and I knew something felt wrong.
I grew up in a very small town called Taft, Texas. My parents grew up there, my grandparents grew up there. They were raised going to get lunch at the same Dairy King {not Queen} in Taft that I was raised going to and the farm my Dad grows cotton on has been in our family for over 150 years. I do not do well with change.
My bedroom at my parents house is exactly the way I left it when I left for college at age 18. For 12 years sits the same photos on the walls of me on my senior trip to Cancun, smiling candids from cheerleading camp and silly Spring Break moments. My high school homecoming mums hang on the wall and trophies rest above the TV. There are still surfing posters plastered on the ceiling of my bathroom and my closet offers a blast of misguided 2001 fashion.
Upon my limp return to Los Angeles I headed to a foot specialist who informed me that I had torn a ligament in my fifth metatarsal of my foot and that R.I.C.E {rest, ice, compression & elevation} was in order. Come to find out, my earlier knee pain that I shared with you was a result of overcompensating for this injury and my entire right leg was pretty much shutting down on me. I have hereby been forced to stop running for 1-2 weeks until I fully heal. While I am extremely thankful that it isn’t worse, I’m pretty bummed out that I have to take time off just as I was starting to feel confident in my running.
It’s been a struggle switching from waking up to run every morning at 7:30am to waking up to rest my foot every morning at 7:30am. I feel restless, annoyed and disappointed that I am forced to change my workout routine. With this said, I recently read a quote that put things into perspective:
Change is necessary in order to allow new things to come into your life.
Something I haven’t shared with you yet is that my blog is going to be making a few changes soon. Without realizing it, by having an extra hour and half in my day, this time has allowed me to focus on following through with the administrative duties of the blog and think about “big picture” plans for Damsel in Dior.
While I have absolutely hated making a change, it has resulted in a domino effect that set in to motion some incredibly positive events.
I cannot wait to share it all with you soon!
*I write from my heart, not from my head, so please excuse any typos*
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