Although most of you have probably figured it out by now: Since the NYC Marathon, I’ve been pretty disillusioned with sharing my running journey online.
*sarcasm* shocking, right?
I guess it comes down to the fact that I started to get tired of playing the game, especially around Instagram.
Looking back, the amount of time I spent on that app is embarrassing. I wracked my brain coming up with a creative Instagram-worthy photo angle for every run. I wasted a half hour after every run selecting, editing, and captioning a picture. I worried about what I wore because I’d already worn black for my past three runs and needed to inject color into my IG feed. I found myself sitting at dinner in a restaurant with my husband, with my nose buried in my phone while I picked out hashtags. I was injured, but I still went on painful runs – sometimes just to “keep the feed fresh”.
And even though I did those things, I still lost followers.
Then I lost my job and fell into a depression. For those of you who haven’t had the good luck (again with the sarcasm) to experience depression, my idol Carrie Fisher summed up what it feels like with heartbreaking clarity while in the middle of her own manic episode in Bright Lights:
“You know what would be so cool? To get to the end of my personality and just, like, lay in the sun. I’m sick of myself.”
At my lowest point, I was so sick of my self that Instagram seemed like a cruel joke. I hardly felt inspirational. I couldn’t even look at myself in the mirror, let alone take yet another picture of myself and share it with 16,000 people – the majority of whom I have never and will never meet.
I lost the courage to even try.
Because I dropped out of the game (and yes, it is most certainly 100% a game that Instagram will always win because they control what accounts get exposure), I lost nearly 1,000 followers since November. And I’m losing more every day. I can’t figure out the algorithm no matter how much or little I post or what hashtags I use.
But a funny thing happened since I came out the other side of that whole depression thing: I finally want to run more.
After nearly 10 months of being disillusioned with running in general and not even thinking about racing, the other day I got an email from the Run Newport folks about running the Newport Half next month and actually got excited.
The thought of a half marathon gave me butterflies.
I got the jimmy legs thinking about the thrill of the starting line.
I started looking at training plans.
While I’m in absolutely no shape to run the Newport Half (because it’s in less than 6 weeks and I haven’t run more than 4 miles in about 10 months), I’m probably not going to be running it (but I WILL have an entry to give away, woohoo, stay tuned!). But I WILL start slow, starting now.
It’s going to take courage to try again, but I’m ready.
I’ve committed to run 2-3x during the week after work and slowly build up my long run mileage on weekends. The plan is to get to 6 or 7 PAIN FREE miles for a few weekends in a row before I even sign up for something.
It’s not a plan, per se, but it’s more than I’ve done in 10 months, so there you have it.
Once it became more of a plan in my mind over the past few days, I found myself excited to blog about it – and even more excited to share my story on Instagram once more.
I don’t know what race I’ll be doing or even when I’ll run it. Throughout training, I won’t spend a half hour picking out the perfect filters or an extra half mile trying to get the right running selfie after every run. But I WILL be sharing my journey again, and I’m excited to have you along for the ride if you’d like to join me. ❤
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Glad to hear you’re excited about running again.
Good luck figuring out a race. I look forward to reading about it and seeing the pics (colorful or not, filter or no filter).
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thanks so much! ❤
Welcome back! I always enjoy your posts (blog and insta) because they seem so genuine.
I’m truly bothered by the cattyness that is insta (maybe I knew but didn’t really want to know) and am shocked that people are so proactive as to actually unfollow people for lack of posts.
But I digress…
Welcome back and good luck with whatever you choose to run!
thanks so much! I had a hard time with the losing followers thing on IG at first but after a while it hit me that I don’t even know these people anyway! ❤
You are such a funny and honest writer even when you feel like you couldn’t possibly be inspiring anyone. It’s those honest moments that ARE inspiring, and many of us read your posts and completely relate. I’m not even on Instagram, but you’re still reaching me. I enjoy your posts, so please keep sharing.
thanks so much! I’m glad to have you along for the ride here on the blog and appreciate you taking the time to say that! ❤
I am glad to know you’re back to blogging. I’ve missed it.
I have to be honest, I had NO idea how stressful IG was for bloggers! I don’t care what you wear, what your hair looks like, or how far you run. I just like seeing your posts here, and your pics over there. I try to “like” them as much as possible, because (I think?) that helps me see more of them! (Stupid algorithms…) Anyway – still here, still enjoying your updates, and cheering you on from afar!
Thanks so much! Honestly, I’ve come to learn that it’s as stressful as I make it, so I’m just letting it go anymore! Once it stopped being fun and turned into a stress-inducer, that’s when I had to do a reality check. But I’m happy to be running again, for sure! And I really appreciate you coming along for the ride ❤
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