This all started the week after I ran Chicago. Maybe this was my way of coping with the funk I've felt in the past following races/training. I didn't have time to think about if I could have done more during training, or been sad that this marathon season was over. The gardening gave me time, especially on Fridays, to be alone, be in peace with my hands in the dirt and for me manual labor keeps me sane. Plus the day after gardening I had a soreness that comes with knowing that you have worked hard- similar to 20 mile runs. Although the soreness was coming from different body parts I still felt like I had done something physical.
The Saturday, especially the first one, when Matt and I were alone gardening I felt extremely happy. Matt is not a big fan of gardening or yard work, but he got out there, put gloves on and dug in. It was great to spend time together in that way. The other part I loved about these gardening excursions on Saturdays were how the kids reacted. Kate I think thought it was the coolest to be able to play with Mason at his school. Mason really enjoys working/helping me with projects and after the first and second weekend of gardening this weekend he asked if we would be going gardening on Saturday- he asked this with a "hopeful" not "annoyed" tone. Gardening over the last few weeks has been good for me physically, emotionally and for my family. It has told me that diving in and following one of my "crazy" ideas isn't always that bad or problematic. I'm getting older and need to start realizing that embracing all of me- even my "crazy" ideas is going to make me a happier person. So I close with many before/after pictures of our work in the garden. I told my mom this weekend, " mom do you feel like we are in the 'secret garden' ?" I think I will have to read that book to the kids next.