And that’s “balance” in both the literal and figurative sense.

I was nervous about publishing this post for some reason. I think because it has a lot of anxious energy in it, and I don’t always feel like that needs to be shared. So, read ahead if you want!

Ah, stupid end of the month revelations. After my Sunday race I was thinking about how good I was feeling and what a great month I had, and then, the thought struck me:

Oh sh*t. I am doing it again – putting all of my eggs in one basket.

That would be the running basket. The “I feel great and happy when I can run” basket. That is a nice basket to put your eggs in, until the basket gets a stress fracture, you can no longer run and you end up eating your weight in Oreos.

Okay, so I am not making any sense. Plain and simple, I did have a great month, with a lot of running and running socials as well as other fun get-togethers (a birthday party and baking day), but I am worried about how good of a month it was. Worried that my happiness will be thwarted by another stress fracture and I will have to stop running again. Worried that letting so much of my happiness rely on whether or not I can run is dangerous. It is. It’s way out of balance.

And I am not sure how to fix that. I had stress fractures in August of 2009 and May of 2010 and each time, I kind of… wallowed in self-pity. And ate those Oreos.

What a dumb thing to worry about. Moving right along…

Do you feel like your personal interests are well-balanced? Or is there one interest that kind of takes center stage in your life?


This next part is about body weight, so please skip if it will make you feel uncomfortable.

I wanted to say a few more things about this balance photo from the top of the post. The funny thing is, I saw this little calendar page right after finishing up a tough yoga session and I thought “That is me trying downward dog. I have so much work to do!” Then I made the connection to what I was thinking after the race about putting all of my eggs in the running basket…

And then when I looked at the picture even more, and saw that the woman was balancing on a leaf, I wondered “Is this photo referencing the balance between diet and exercise?” (I know, I was thinking in to it way too much).

But that leads me in to two things I wanted to mention.

The first is that I hope to prevent stress fractures (or any running injury) by eating a healthier diet and getting to a healthier weight (along with doing yoga/cross/strength) – I have it in my mind that if I put less pressure on my lower body when I run, I should be better off. I hope that is true.

The second thing is that I just cannot seem to read excerpts from blogs about people losing x amount of weight (or gaining it, for that matter). I am usually not one to compare myself to others, but when I am trying to eat healthy and get within a healthy weight range, reading about other’s weight loss (I am talking specific numbers here, not eating healthier/having a healthier life style) is just a trigger for comparison for me. Even though I know everyone is different (heights, body compositions, whatever). It’s so bizarre.

I think that it is really easy to get lost in the obsession of being a specific weight, and when I am focusing on getting to a healthy weight, I already feel like I am thinking about it too much, so reading about it elsewhere is not healthy* for me. There. At least I figured that out! It doesn’t mean I don’t want to hear about people trying to lose weight, I do! I just have to avoid the numbers. Or glaze over them.

I know. I’m weird.

Is anyone else weird about seeing weight loss numbers on blogs? Or something else?

I bet some people don’t like to read about exercise! Or veganism. Or Data!

*Jeez, how many times did I just write the word healthy?