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What Being Injured Is Giving Me

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I have to say that one thing being injured can give you is a lot of time to think. Sometimes this is a good thing - sometimes not so much. This year has been a tough one for me when it comes to injuries. The 5 month and counting hip injury really put a damper on my fitness goals this year. Then I got staph as soon as I was cleared to run. That set me back. Then the hip got super angry again, and now this (When Life Throws You A Curveball)

It's July ya'll, and I have only had a few weeks here and there this year of running consistently. It's been my worst year to date to deal with such issues. And mentally I was finally ready to run races. I had registered for both the Harrisburg and Hershey half this year. Well, we all know that's not going to happen. I'm still hobbling around in a boot. Thankfully, I was able to transfer those bibs through the registration system.

But, lately I couldn't help but wonder where does this leav…

Finding Inspiration When We Least Expect It

I've never been one to enjoy strength training. In fact, unless I'm with a group of people, or taking a class, I find it really hard to make myself do it.

But years ago, Hubby decided to get a bowflex. I had my doubts then if we'd ever use it. The answer is.. no we did not. It's used more to 'dry clothes' than build or tone muscles. In fact, I'm in the process of selling it. When I do any strength training at home, I use my free weights.

But a couple of weeks ago, I decided to do a few reps and Lil Man was amazed by it all. Today, as I was working on the computer, I heard a noise. I looked over to see what he was into, and this is what I found.





He was 'working out'. It was beyond cute, but it was also an "aha" moment. Sometimes we can find inspiration when we least expect it. And our children are always watching, even when we think they aren't.

So, what did I do? I stopped what I was doing, and went and 'worked' out with him. He actually climbed up and stood up behind me and assisted with lat pull-downs. (I took a video of it, but it's too large to post here.)

But each time I go for a run, or take him running with me, he's watching. Each time I drag out the weights, or do a workout video, he's watching. But he's also watching when I eat the chocolate, the ice cream, and the processed foods. So, what do I do? I wait until he's napping then sneak my food (just kidding). I'm trying (notice I said trying which doesn't always mean succeeding) to set a better example. Because he's watching. He's absorbing, and he's using us as examples.

I'm very thankful to have this inspiration today, and the reminder that I am setting an example for my son.

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