Last week was kind of weird for me because while my mind wanted to go running my body was screaming “hell no!”. I would basically come home, eat dinner and fall asleep in my chair… total opposite of normal life because I typically have trouble falling asleep….So I listened and Sunday morning, even though it was bitter cold and we got quite a bit of snow, I decided to make the trek to my running group because if I didn’t…. I would have never started running again.
My coach believes in the long SLOW run which, those of you who know me, know that is not how I run. But that is exactly what I needed. Not to mention the wicked slushy and snow covered streets also put a ca-bosh on that as well. I ran the first 12 conservatively and when my coach stopped to use the bathroom I took off for the last two. I’m not going to lie I’m sore today, but I’m SOOOO happy I ran yesterday. Half of the battle really is getting out the door and the other half for me is mental. I’m miserable when I’m cold so I running outside on days like this is a success all in itself.
After my run, I went home and snuggled with my sick girl:( We continue to pass whatever it is we have back and forth. I hope by Boston I will be able to breath out of both nostrils!
and in case you were wondering….this was the countdown as of yesterday!
It’s so close yet so far and I’m kind of happy about that because this girl has a lot of work!
How was your weekend?