Mother’s Day Recovery 🤦🏽‍♀️

Today’s run was supposed to be an easy recovery run after Saturday’s half-marathon. My entire body aches, including muscles that don’t ever normally ache after a race. I really needed a recovery run today and probably should’ve taken the day off. 😜 I headed out this morning with stiff, heavy legs and a full mind, and started running…and thinking.

Thinking about my weekend; the highs, lows and complexities of family life and motherhood. You see, I have a love/hate relationship with Mother’s Day. I love my kids 💗 and am very grateful to be their mother; but I hate to think about the sadness that this holiday recalls for so many. 😢

Mother’s who’ve never had children and might not be able to; mother’s who’ve lost a child; mother’s who feel inferior; daughters or mother’s who’ve lost their mother; those who don’t even know their mother or have a strained relationship with their mother. 😰

As you can see, it’s a pretty broad net. My feelings about Mother’s Day is wrapped up in one of the previous scenarios.

I don’t dwell on the situation often, but the reminder always comes due every May, and I hate it. I hate it because I can’t change it and as a runner, I believe in the ability to adapt and change. Ultimately though, I know there’s just some things I just can’t control.

So today my speed was a little to fast and heart rate a little too high for what my training schedule called for. Being able to run really assists me emotionally and mentally to get through tough days. I’m grateful for the lessons and strength running provides. The beauty of running is, tomorrow I get to try again.

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