Happy Tuesday! How was everyone’s weekend? Mine went by far too fast and I’m ready for the next one. I’m sure I’m not alone in that!
Sunday, I was supposed to be lining up to run a marathon. Instead, I slept in till 7:30, made an egg white omelette, went to the gym, shopped and had lunch with a friend. I knew that my training had me physically ready, but emotionally I wasn’t. Visions of melting down while hitting the wall around mile 18-20 did not sound like a good time. Not a party I wanted to partake in. It’s happened before and to be quite honest, I know my limitations. This past year has been a dousy, far too many ups and downs to count and in my heart, I knew if I wasn’t going to run and feel good about it, than it wasn’t worth it. I had someone online ask me how I felt about quitting the race? Excuse me? Quitting? I didn’t quit, no ma’am, I made the best choice for me. That’s the only explanation I provided, because it was the only one. There are many other races to be run and I will run 26.2 again. It’s not going anywhere and neither am I.
This morning, I was up and out of the house at 4 am for my run. On Tuesdays, I try and head into the office early, to leave early. There is a kettle bell class before spin that I love and I try to go to as much as possible. My boss is awesome and we made a deal that if I make up the time, I can head out a little earlier than usual. Same deal on Thursdays, so I can go to barre. Isn’t he the best?! With my run scheduled, I knew I wanted to be on the road by a certain time, which I was 20 minutes ahead. That’s winning! It felt good to get the miles done and it was a little longer because as we all know, my internal GPS is always off. That gave me 5.77 miles at a 10:02 pace, not too shabby!