Well, I’m back.
I was gone for a wee bit. And since then, I’ve made massive changes in my life.
I’ve moved back to Anchorage.
And I am SO happy.
I lived in Seward for one and a half years. I loved being so close to the mountains, loved walking the beach in the summer twilight, loved running the trails.
But I didn’t care much for the near constant rain (Seward averages 72 inches of rain a year, more than Juneau) nor the fact that the sun rarely appeared.
After my newspaper folded in September, I decided to stay in Seward and finish my second book.
And I was doing well, really. I was running and writing.
Then winter came, and the near-constant darkness.
I hurt my ankle and couldn’t run for over two months.I slowly stopped working out. I found myself sititng on my butt and eating whole bags of pretzels while watching “Mad Men” DVDs.
I gained weight. I stopped writing. I stopped blogging.
The temps quickly dropped. The diesel stove broke, again, and the only two repairmen in town refused to work on it, deeming it unsafe.
I sat huddled around small electric space heaters. I had to wear mittens indoors. My cats were miserable. The dog shivered at night.
I know that most people talk happy-talk in their running blogs but I have to admit that I was really depressed. It got so bad that I’d take allergy medicine early in the evening so that I’d fall asleep sooner and the day would be done with. I went for almost two weeks without washing my hair. There were few job openings, and none for a writer with a Master’s degree. I felt stuck; I didn’t know how to get out.
Then I drove up to Anchorage for a weekend, came back to find the pipes frozen and my houseplants dead.
“This is no way to live,” MM said.
I realized that he was right. I had been trying so hard to convince myself that I was happy living in a place where I wasn’t happy that I had blinded myself to my own possibilities.
Eventually I packed up my stuff and moved back home (home!) to Anchorage.
It wasn’t easy, of course. Change never is. There were tons of doubts, insecurities, sleepless nights, worries and stresses, and a lot of tears.
But I’m back. I’m losing my winter weight. I’m running. I’m writing. And it feels SO good to feel like myself again.
And oh, since this is a running blog, here are pics from yesterday’s run on the Potter Trail along Turnagain Arm.
|Me and The Beebs at the two-mile mark viewpoint overlooking Turnagain Arm.|
|Someone decorates this spruce tree each year after Christmas. It always cheers me when I run past.|
|Sunset! I so missed seeing the sunset down in Seward, where the mountains obscured the views.|
3 thoughts on “Home”
Some of the same reasons why I left Sitka! So beautiful, so hard to live there.
Glad to see you back. It sounds like you were in quite a funk and found your way out! That is great news. Looking forward to hearing more from you.
ashley @ ashley's adventures in alaska
Hi, I'm a new follower. 🙂 Glad you made a change that works for you. This winter has been tough in Homer and our trips up to Anchorage have made a huge difference. Just having options is enough to cheer me up and make me forget about winter. Are you running the Frostbite Footrace 5k on the 25th? I will be driving up for the weekend and doing it. Fun race!