I have decided that my second half-century should be as exciting as my first half-century. It was a year ago that with some trepidation I welcomed the big milestone of 50. My fifties would find me living overseas in London with my family. I would spend my whirlwind year settling into London living, doing lots of traveling, and making many new great friends. In retrospect, I have had a wonderful 50th year.
Today, I am celebrating my 51st birthday. I decided two weeks ago that I want the next 50 years to continue to be about “Firsts” and “New Adventures”. So I decided to join a women’s running group for beginners. I stay in relatively good shape by watching what I eat and exercising but I have never really run. I lost 30 pounds with weight watchers during college and it has been a lifetime goal to keep the weight off while still enjoying the pleasures of food and wine (and beer too). I have succeeded at this. My exercise routine has varied over the years and has included gyms, group classes, and working out alone. I currently ride a recumbent bike at home and do enormous amounts of walking while living in London. I do recognize I need to add back some weight/toning exercises into my routine.
Several friends had tried the running group last year that culminated in doing a half-marathon in March of following year. I have to admit that: a) I felt very proud of them for their commitment to running and doing a half-marathon, and b) I felt a bit left out from a social perspective in not sharing in this special event. A couple of weeks ago, I cornered one of my friends and said to her, “I am on the fence about joining the running group, convince my why I should do it”. She did an amazing selling job. Within hours of our discussion I had joined the running group. Not only would I start running but I set the goal of running the half-marathon to be held in Bratislava, Slovakia next March.
Initially, I did not tell my family. I wanted to start the training to see how I would do and how my knees would hold up. Besides, they tease me all the time with, “Mommy runs like a girl”, hello… that’s what I thought I was, well a woman, but certainly my running style has not been very graceful during past attempts at making green lights. My family also teases me when I tell them that I used to play on the high school basketball team. The reason this is so hard for them to visualize is that I am all of 5 feet tall. However, it was a small school and they needed players. I had enthusiasm, which was just about all I had. My basketball career soon ended but was rekindled when I dreamt about 2 years ago that the Chicago Bulls and the Miami Heat were recruiting me to play with them. In the dream, I chose to play for the Miami Heat because the weather in Miami was warmer than in Chicago. At the time in real life, I was undergoing physical therapy for a shoulder injury I had incurred while doing intense yoga, go figure. I had probably spent too many hours at the physical therapist watching ESPN and watching basketball commentaries. Although, I’m not very athletic, I have skied since my mid-twenties. I vowed I would be skiing into my 90’s. Back in 2001, I felt knee pain and after a visit to a doctor and then to a physical therapist I learned that I had to strengthen my quadriceps muscles that supported my knees. I have succeeded at this and I have skied pain and trouble-free every year.
The night after my first running training, I shared the news with my family that I had joined the running group and that I was going to do a half-marathon. I was overwhelmed by their amazing support. I expected them to tease me and instead they were all very proud of me. I relished in their positive support. I am into my 4th week of running and I feel great. I have increased my quadriceps exercises and added stretching routines and other floor exercises. The beginner program starts out with a walk-run-walk routine that eventually has you running 130 consecutive minutes. Not only am I continuing to stay fit and working towards the goal of the half-marathon, but I’m also making wonderful new friends in the group. I have rediscovered that I am a very goal oriented person. I thrive if I have goals set in front of me and I thrive in social settings.
I could not feel happier on this special birthday (they are all special, by the way) I have a wonderful husband, son, and daughter. My husband is frosting a cake he baked for me as I type this posting, and is finishing up his delicious homemade Chicago Style deep-dish pizza for our celebration dinner. I have amazing parents, in-laws, and extended family. We all have our health. I also feel privileged to have some wonderful dear friends around the world. Oh, and let’s not forget my gorgeous, chocolate lab Maya who brightens up even the cloudiest of days. I am happy with who I am and grateful for what I have on this birthday. Here’s to turning 51, and to the next set of adventures that await me or better yet the adventures that I will seek out.