Hi from Miami! I’m back in the swing of things and feeling very grateful for this past week. This was my last spring break, and unlike the majority of the college population, I didn’t go to Mexico and get drunk. It was simple, restful and marvelous. Oddly it was pretty eye-opening as well. A few of my realizations…
Not running for a week won’t kill me. I didn’t do any cardio for 9 days and while I did workout, part of me was paranoid that I would a) gain 10 pounds…not that that’s a bad thing, b) never want to run again, or c) lose all of my fitness. Wrong, wrong and wrong. Taking just those few days off revived my love of running AND allowed me to focus on other forms of exercise that I enjoy as well, like strength training. I *hope* I can continue lifting at least twice a week because I’m already seeing progress and, more importantly, feeling strong.
Sometimes you need a little more food. While I can’t remember when I last stepped on a scale, I can tell I gained some weight. Guess what? I’m happy about that. I know, how often do you hear people say they’re happy about gaining weight? Before break, even though I might not have noticed it, I was exhausted and weak. I needed rest and more nutrients so I made it my mission to take advantage of a full refrigerator, hearty meals and leftovers. What a difference proper nutrition makes. Seriously, healthy fats and carbs are good for your soul (at least I think so).
You can celebrate St. Patrick’s Day and Easter in one night…before either holiday happens. Saturday night my mom realized that we wouldn’t be together as a family for St. Patrick’s Day and Easter so we had a mini-celebration of both holidays. We wore green necklaces and hats at dinner and then painted Easter eggs after.
You don’t have to talk every day to remain close friends. My best friend was in town for a few nights so we met for dinner. Over two hours and many stories later, I felt like we’d never spent time apart. We text regularly but nothing will compare to catching up in person. She’s pretty special.
I may never want to leave home, but the transition gets a little easier every time. When I used to visit home during my freshman year, going back to school felt impossible. It was almost easier not to go home so I wouldn’t have to make the transition back. Now, while it may not be fun, I see the bigger picture. In just 7 weeks and I’ll be back again so it’s time to finish out the semester on a high note.