Progress

Over the course of the last two weeks, I have proved to myself that I can do anything I set my mind to, and that I need to not let that little voice in my head tell me otherwise. Last week when I was in NYC I did so much I didn’t think I could do, but the one thing I wanted to do more than anything was complete my first half marathon. I fell short of that goal due to a blister. I wasn’t disappointment because I completed eight miles. For me that’s the farthest I had walked/jogged continually in my life. That achievement alone made not only myself happy, but also friends of mine happy for me and that was a great feeling.

Flash forward 6 days and I fucking completed the distance of a half marathon today. Albeit there was a break to refuel, but I did it! In my town there is a new walking path that will eventually lead to a state park called Kickapoo State Park. Right now the trail goes from Urbana to St. Joe which is just shy of a 7 mile walk. The group I went with was coworkers I used to work with when I worked registration in the ER, one of the guys I used to go to church with, and a girl who works in the lab that got to know my and my dad really well because dad was always in for lab work. There were new people that I met as well, and it was a blast. We started at around 9:10 this morning and made it to St. Joe about two hours later. Myself and one other person decided that since it was such a nice day that after refueling with food and stuff to drink that we’d make the trek back. I’m so glad I did. I felt amazing by the time I got back to my car. Finally having a nice weather day made it all worth it. I did walk away with a slight sunburn on my face, but I can live with that.

This sense of accomplishment and momentum I’ve had the last few weeks has been fantastic. I’m getting out of my own head. I’m really taking to heart the talks I’ve had with a good friend and I’m no longer letting things from my past hold me back. I’m taking on the world and I love it. I’m in a really good place mentally that to be honest, I haven’t been in years. Each day is a new day to do accomplish something else and to show my dad that I’m doing well because of everything he taught me. The night he passed he asked me how I was going to take care of myself. I’m taking care of myself with the love and support of family and friends. My 20’s weren’t the traditional 20’s that many people experience, so I’m taking life by storm in my 30’s and it feels great. Here’s to many more adventures and goals to crush this year!

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Day trip

Sometimes you just need to get away from your home and your city for a day and surround yourself in a new environment to recharge. This past weekend was one of those weekends for me. I needed a change of scenery for a day and so I hit the road to Columbus, Ohio on Saturday to see my friend Jen at the Arnold Classic. I left home around 5:30am because I knew once I hit Indiana I’d be in the eastern time zone and wanted to make sure I got there in time to see Jen at her signing. The drive to Columbus was super peaceful with the open road, music, and getting to see the sunrise was just what I needed.

I got to the Arnold Classic with no problems at all. I figured there would be a line to see Jen, so the booth she was at was the first stop I made. the line wrapped around the booth, which made me so happy to see so many out to see her. As the line moved she looked over at one point and saw me and came over to give me a hug. Some people in line were looking around and Jen said she’s known me for a long time now. Once I made it to my turn to actually see her, she and I had a good talk and then again after her signing was over we talked more. She really made me think about things that have been holding me back from making progress and I shed some tears.

Sunday morning I woke up at 4am and that’s when everything she talked to me about really started to set in about what’s holding back my progress. I thought it was just a couple of things, but then I had an even bigger revelation later in the day. It was one of those holy shit moments where I realized that there have been some things I’ve been suppressing. I’m grateful for the talk and homework Jen gave me.

Sunday was a good day too. After getting some stuff down on paper, I took a nap since I was up so early processing stuff. Later in the day my friend Bri and I went to see The Greatest Show Man. It was such a good movie and I’m glad I went.

10 weeks…

Tomorrow marks 10 weeks since I lost my dad. It’s hard to believe it’s been that long since he left me. It still feels like it happened yesterday, but I’m coping so much better than I did when I lost my mom. I owe a lot of that to my dad because he wasn’t afraid to have the hard conversations with me about end of life. The bereavement class that I have been attending has also been a huge help. It is a place where it’s okay to grieve and mourn. So many of us share things that we don’t feel like we can share elsewhere and it’s a great atmosphere. I’m grateful for this safe haven.

Now to get you caught up a little bit on me and what’s been happening the last few weeks. I finished the ShapeGoal40 challenge on the 3rd. I’m sad that it has ended, but the support of the wonderful women I’ve met continues on in the group. I’m also happy to say that I was named the goal crusher for the last week of the challenge. I will come back later and share the video here. It’s a great feeling to see how far I’ve come in such a short amount of time.

Another plus is that I saw my doctor yesterday and she’s proud of the progress I’ve been making. Last year before dad died she wanted me to focus on losing weight because I had been putting on weight and pretty quickly. Then my dad died and I turned to food as a comfort, but knew that I couldn’t continue down that path. At my appointment yesterday she told me I was so close to being out of the morbid obesity range. I told her I didn’t even know I had hit that range and she said she didn’t tell me because she didn’t want that to be in my head and make things worse. She wanted to encourage me to move more and to work on eating better. We also talked about things that I’m doing coming up, like my first half marathon in April in NYC. I’m lucky to have a doctor who encourages me. It’s one more person on my team who I know I can turn to if I need support.

I hope you all have a great Tuesday!

Grieving…

Let me tell you, grieving is such a weird, yet in a way, beautiful state to be in. It’s difficult losing someone you love, but then at the same time, you get to share with other people how much that person meant to you, stories, memories, and pictures. I say this because I started an 8 week bereavement class last night through the hospitals hospice program. Last night was a lot of general stuff about what we would be doing the next seven Monday nights, but we also got to share a bit about our loved ones. This was difficult for all of us because we had to share who we lost, their name, and their date of death, but a lot of us shared other personal  things about our loved one to the rest of the group.

We have “homework” weekly, but it’s all to allow us to help heal. There is a book we are reading that has a journal go along with it called “Understanding Your Grief” by Alan Wolfelt. We are reading the introduction and first chapter this week along with bringing in no more than three pictures of our loved one(s) that we lost. To say I’m excited about this may sound strange, but being able to share my story and hear others and make unique connections with others who are going through similar situations as myself comforts me. I already know what three pictures I will be bringing in of my dad and I. All I need to do is get them printed off some place.

The first night was hard emotionally and also draining, but it’s also good to not bottle things up, which is part of why I’m blogging about my life as my dad’s caregiver and what I’m doing now that he’s gone. Life is an interesting journey and at some point we are all going to experience significant loss in our lives and at some point too we will pass. There were words of encouragement from the fall group that left me feeling like I was in the right place and need to see this through fully. I know no matter how much time passes there will be times that are harder than others and that’s life. I’m looking forward to seeing where this book and journaling will take me in my grieving process and when I’m ready to share that portion of my journey I will.

You always picture your life going a certain way and to have things in life go smoothly, but the truth is there are obstacles in the way. It’s how you deal with those obstacles that life throws at you that’s important. I never imagined I would be 30 and not have either parent still alive. They won’t have the chance to see me do so many more amazing things in my life, but I know while there were here they got to see me do some pretty awesome things and I know they were so proud of me. I’m taking this minute by minute and day by day. That’s all any of us can do in any situation in life. I’ve often heard it said that it’s no so much your start day in life (your birthday) and your end date (the day you pass) that’s important and that tell your story but it’s the dash in between those dates that make you who you are and truly tell your story, so go out there and make every day count no matter what your situation is. There’s a quite from the TV show Castle that my dad and I watched together while it was from the lead on the show Stana Katic (Detective Kate Beckett) that goes, “Even on the worst days there’s a possibility for joy”. Go out there and find something that makes you happy every day, even if  you are having a bad day.