Yesterday morning I was SO tired. Unbelievably, eyes almost sewn shut, oddly tired. I went to bed at my normal 9:30 and was asleep by 10 and woke up at 4:30. Normally, I get out of bed and can pull it together, but this morning… No way, no how. I just couldn’t shake the sleepies, and I wasn’t waking up. Even after putting on my running clothes I thought to myself, Man, I REALLY hope Mary Kate sleeps in and even if I drive down to our meeting spot, I’ll just sleep in my car for another hour.
As I drove down the street, I wished and wished she wouldn’t show. Why was I EXHAUSTED. Of course, when I turned the corner, her little red tail lights on her car greeted me. BLAHHHH. I got out of the car, tied my key to my shoe and off we went… My phone wasn’t working and so my RunKeeper app wasn’t counting down the miles and we were both out of it for some reason. Then we realized my shirt was on inside out, and instead of the pretty sunrise we’ve been having lately, we got a glum, gray, cloudy sky. It seemed to agree with our morning mentality. We were planning on running 6 miles, but ended up with 4 and we were more than happy that we sludged through that far. It was just so BLAH.
During this training round, I’m well aware that my biggest problem that I deal with when it comes to running is burn out. It’s SO easy to keep pushing yourself and push the love for running right out the door while the miles add up. We both agreed that rather than struggling through a crappy run, we’d cut it a little short and try again on Thursday morning.
I don’t want to keep pushing myself and become so consumed with the mileage that I’m getting in that I lose the fun of the run. I’ve done that before and it takes so much longer to re-ignite the spark. Right now training is getting harder, but I’m still enjoying it and I want to keep enjoying it!