Transition

It's hard to believe that almost two years have passed since I completed the AIDS Marathon Training Program and left the blogging world. I'm not sure what is motivating me to begin again. Perhaps it is the inquiries from those of you who enjoyed my ramblings. It could be the desire to capture and share some of the running adventures I've had in really beautiful places. More than likely, it has something to do with life's transitions and the need to stay re-connected with the people who have touched my life.

About those transitions, there are several. First, I'm an aunt. Some of you may know this is pretty miraculous, considering my sister's health history. It is an exciting time, and I'm so looking forward to meeting this little baby girl face to face during the holidays. I wish I lived a little closer to her. It is my responsibility to help make sure she grows up to be a strong, independent woman who isn't afraid to have a voice!

Second, I'm making a career transition. For awhile, I've debated leaving the mental health field and returning to traditional social work. An opportunity presented itself to work with Child and Family Services, and I accepted. I'm trusting my instinct on this one. From experience, I know the work can be heartbreaking, but I also know the rewards.

Third, Steve and I are living in a tiny cabin in the mountains. It amazes me that we were not long ago city dwellers living on take out, riding the metro, getting stuck in traffic, with Starbucks Frappucino's within easy access. Now, we joke about our Saturday "town" trips, the interesting locals only ice fishing culture, and the need to buy airline tickets to eat something like Dim sum.
While I definitely miss live music, restaurants, theatre, Sports Authority, choices, shopping trips with Melissa, etc. I feel blessed to live in such a beautiful place (and I'm thankful for internet shopping).

Finally, I'm learning to walk. Yes, me. I've had to take three weeks off from running due to bursitis in my heel. I learned that I can survive without a run even in the midst of high stress. In a way, this "learning to walk" has generalized to the rest of my life. I seem to be more capable of remaining calm and peaceful even during times when I'm not particularly happy or when I have to be in proximity of people I don't respect much. Don't worry, I'm still a spitfire. I just choose to channel my energy into worthy causes.

One last note for those of you who don't know me well - this blog was designed primarily for sharing running stories. But, as friends and family know, I always have thoughts and questions. Please don't be surprised or offended if I casually pose a potentially controversial question or comment. These are usually intended as a tool to broaden my own perspective, so feel free to post responses.

Check out the pictures from Swan Crest 57k (pictures courtesy of Danni) and the Nike Women's Marathon.