Tuesday, March 10, 2020

Midlife crisis

I haven't checked in here in six years.  Six years.  So what happens to a surrogate that retires in six years?  Well for me, the kids all grew up.  They moved out.  The first six months I swear I just slept and read books.  We took some nice vacations.  We still went to work every day and did normal stuff but I feel like the first six months were truly just recovering from raising kids for over 20 years.  Then the inevitable "what's next" came up.  I recognized the question because I faced it when I retired from surrogacy.  So what was next? 

I have been a jogger (plodder) for years now.  I would jog some and then not do it again for a month and then go for a jog again.  For some unknown reason, on 12/29/2017 I went for a run and decided to do it daily.  Today, 3/10/20, I'm over 800 days into a run streak.  I started and just haven't ever stopped.  Meanwhile my husband had a mini-stroke and we went plant based in our eating (mostly...we cheat some) and he joined me on my run streak, his first day being 3/24/2019. 

After about a year of running daily I decided I wanted to try a race.  Joe and I had been training for a half marathon when he had his mini-stroke but that didn't excite me.  I had done a 5K or two in the past and that didn't excite me either.  So I signed up for a 50 miler.  Because why not?  I did the 50 miler in March of 2019 and loved/hated every minute of it.  I signed up for a 100K that fall, followed 2 weeks later by a 24 hour race.  I loved/hated every minute of those too.  So I signed up for my first 100 miler.  It is in 3 weeks.  More to come on that later. 

I did a tune up run, a 12 hour race last weekend.  It was a blast.  In a stunning turn of events I won my age group (and I wasn't the only one in my age group).  I'm still slow and never will not be slow but I am learning how to hurt I think. 

So that's the update.  I plan to post here for myself, so I can talk about my ultras and training without boring those people in my life I love.