Two years ago today, I wrote my first blog post. It was on running a half marathon in my hometown. It was my third half marathon. Writing about the experience and it’s reflection on my past was a great way to start blogging, something I had been contemplating for at least a year by that point. You see, my zeal to run was borne from following the musings of others who felt similarly challenged with regards to their personal wellness.
And so, Hot Heels, Cool Kicks, & a Scalpel came to be. It’s a blog about what a traumamama does to get through the days and still be whole–a whole surgeon to her patients and their families, a whole researcher to the university and funding agencies, a whole teacher to her trainees and students, a whole peer to her colleagues, a whole friend, a whole sibling, a whole daughter, a whole spouse, a whole parent, a whole person who takes care of herself.
I was lucky to have hoodwinked my fabulously witty and sarcastic fellow traumamama @surgeoninkicks into this whole blogging thing soon after this first post. Our original connection was that we were both trying to make running part of our lives at a time when life and work was overwhelming and causing us to neglect ourselves. I had no idea how compelling her writing would be but I knew I needed to do this with her lacking the time to keep the content flowing on my own. Working on the blog together (it’s our form of joint therapy) has help our friendship grow in ways that I don’t think either of us imagined and we have also run together on many an occasion since then.
Finding time to run is still the hardest thing I do and running is my biggest physical challenge. Since my first real run without stopping at a whopping 15min/mi pace in August 2011, I have logged just about 1100 outdoor miles (and very few on treadmills). But I consistently run at an 11-11:45 pace these days (depending on hills and whether or not I have done a recent barre class!) and have finished 4 half marathons and a Ragnar Relay just this past year alone. Four days ago I ran that same hometown half marathon again. It was my third time. I posted this photo at the corrals with the caption “Suck it high school self-esteem issues.” It was a hit with my Facebook friends. (PS. if you hit Old Navy’s clearance rack in the summer you will have lots of $5 throw away fleece that comes in handy when the temperature at the start line is 29F)
With the 2 year anniversary of this blog, I want to say a continued suck it to self-neglect and thank you for continuing to read the random, somewhat disjointed, musings of two traumamamas who engage daily in the push and pull between their families, their patients, and their own well-being (fueled through food, fashion, fitness, humor, and sentimentality). Together we have written 195 blogs that have been viewed more than 1.2 million times and we now have 787 followers.
I hope you will continue to read, and subscribe, and share and I will continue trying to run as much as a I can.
Btw, there are a good amount of physicians (overall) competing in triathlons. That may also be an avenue you want to look at. Swimming is a very good exercise that would take the wear and tear off the legs when you have to stand for surgery a lot. Builds the core up also. Several of the local swim groups have a “masters” category for the parents.
One of the ladies swam until very very late in pregnancy. As a pool swimmer, she had trouble with flip turns after about month 6. 🙂 I had a running coach who ran until a week or so before she was due. Unfortunately, the pregnancy made her faster since she was fighting against carrying extra weight, and well, made the women look bad. Both of her labors were like a few hours and she was out of the hospital in less than 24 hours, perfectly healthy.
Keep up the great work!!! I don’t know how you find the time in a 24 hour period to do everything that you do. However, you’re inspiring and show us that it can be done!!! Congrats and give’em hell!!
I just want to thank the two of you for having this blog! I am a 4th year medical student heading into surgery and probably someday trauma surgery. You both have been an inspiration for me! Especially, since it has been tough to find friends/family/colleagues supportive of my interest, besides my awesome husband. I love seeing that while it’s not easy to be a mom/wife/trauma surgeon, it is doable! And I love that the two of you seem to do it with a smile on your faces (mostly!). Thanks again and good luck on those long runs!