Happy Tuesday! Congrats on surviving Monday! At least that’s how it felt to me. 🙂
Even though I had used my one rest day on Thursday for the mixer, Sunday was less of a real workout and more of catching up on things. I worked up quite a sweat cleaning my car. I don’t know if that’s more indicative of how hard I worked or how dirty it really was. I spent over an hour on just the inside. It is now so very clean. Well, the windows are still streaky but that’s because I have zero talent at washing car windows. Seriously, it’s bad. This may be a cop-out but I called that my workout for the day. 🙂
Other than that little blip, I’ve been doing really good with my no excuses plan so far. I have had plenty of reasons to skip a workout but I wouldn’t let myself. First the two weeks of little to no sleep; that at least finally getting a little better. No lie, there have been more than a few naps. Then it’s like since I made a comment that I may as well get used to my stomach never being perfect, it decided to pick a fight with me. And it is still fighting with me, so yeah, June’s been a little rough. But I’ve kept trucking. And running, even if they haven’t been the best workouts. I am currently on track for one of my best month’s mileage wise, knock on wood. Pace, however has taken a big hit. So, I am trying to think optimistically and call this a base reinforcing month.
I came to this lovely epiphany while running yesterday. My mother wanted to try the new path again without Zoey and asked if I would run it while she walked it. We figured we would pass each other a time or two. I needed to do 5 miles but again my stomach was hating me so I was wondering if I could even complete 2. I walked most of the first mile with my mom before attempting to pick up the pace. I focused on my breathing and tried to keep a steady pace and just kept going. I made it to the top of the street, turned around and headed back. I passed my mother but we just waved and kept moving. I felt a little rough but at the same time this felt like the best run I have had all month. I knew I wouldn’t hit 5 unless I deviated from the path, so I went right onto one street and looped back around into the housing complex before then turning off onto the trail section for the last bit. I finished up my 5 just as my mom was completing her walk. There were some rough moments but I just kept breathing and this turned into the best run of June so far.
While running, I was thinking about my stupid stomach and how this time last year I would have just said screw it and not run, even if that meant a month off. And yes, that’s happened before. But, realistically, these flares happen, so better to deal with it than ignore it. So with that being said, I have decided that my last
few month of runs haven’t been that bad, all complaining aside. This flare will pass and I will reintroduce speed work into my work outs. I actually kind of miss it. 🙂 And if that doesn’t work, I have an appointment to see my gastro doc in August. I’m not sure where this sudden shiny outlook is coming from, normally I’m rain clouds and cynicism. Who spiked my Diet Coke?!
After yesterday’s great run, I kind of really wanted to run today. However I had made dinner plans to catch up with a friend I hadn’t seen in a while. Since the schedule was gonna be tight, I decided to make today my rest day. I also used that as a reason to finally get the blood work that I have been putting off. So far, no bruising, woo hoo! Dinner was good and I got the perfect fortune in my cookie-
It’s almost Hump day! Almost at the half way point now!
Ever get any good fortunes?
How about a running epiphany?