(love me some Green Day - some of my all time fav running tunes)
I do! --------------> Andrea.
Yep, I am my own worst enemy. Always have been. My husband just rolls his eyes - and slightly braces himself - when he hears the guilt start coming out of my mouth.
Trying not to do another Debbie Downer episode, but this week sucked (training-wise). After my 6 mile run on Sunday, the pains just kept coming. I *know* I'm being smart about getting more good food in my body and getting some extra zzzz's here and there this week, but I *feel* like a total slacker. Not lazy, but like I've just folded and gone home. Given up. Thrown in the towel. BUT I haven't.
Let's look at this in a brighter light: I got 2, instead of 1, really good strength training sessions in, I got 2, instead of 1, semi-good core sessions in, I did 1 day, instead of 0, of cross-training (elliptical), and we all can guess that I got some extra rest days in.
For that part of the week, pity party over. The other part = today. I was supposed to do my first 5k with my 13 year old this morning. He was so excited! I was too! He's been coming home from school and changing into running clothes for the past 2 weeks.
(He's come such a long way with this whole running thing - I'm SO proud of him. I forced him to join cross-country his first year in middle school. He's not very athletic so this was the safest activity. Yes, I am that mom.)
I went and picked up our race packets yesterday, even though we couldn't get our bib numbers b/c the printer had a burp in the numbers (those would include our numbers - of course) so I would either have to come back (um, no - took me 50 minutes just to get there) or get them at registration this morning - which is what I was trying to avoid by picking them up when they were "available" the day before. Whatever - we'd go a bit earlier than expected and get our numbers with the rest of the 2000+ people expected to run. No biggie. As I was watching the news last night, it said there was a 95% of rain, thunder and wind gusts today. Joy. I warned Isaac that there was a possibility that we may not go due to all that. I don't have anything against running in the rain. In fact, I have actually enjoyed it the few times I was faced with it. But thunder? Doesn't thunder = lightning??? No thanks. And wind gusts? Wind alone - I hate running in it. So, this awesome date with my son was quickly looking like a disaster. Not to mention my mood on the way home I'm sure. Anyway, long story short (little too late for that), the news was right. There was a huge and very colorful front on the TV - looking like it was coming through downtown Nashville just about at starting time (10:00 a.m.). So I made the decision and have felt guilty ever since (see paragraph 2). Anyway, I've promised Isaac I will find us another 5k to do together soon.
But guess what I found with all this?? A silver-lining! Yes - me! I get to keep my training on schedule by (re) doing my long run of 6 miles tomorrow (I was moving it to Monday due to the 5k today). So, today I will try to decide where I'm going to do my long run (I'm not going back to the Greenway - it will be muddy and quite slippery with all this rain) and I'm going to take it slow. I definitely overdid it last Sunday.
So CHEERS to a new week!