I didn’t miss a single run this week!
Today was a long, hard 3.65 miles.
I didn’t wanna. The Blerch had a really good grip (a comic well worth the read, if you’re not already a fan).
I woke up later than planned (almost 9am), having to be at work for 1pm.
My shoes that I had tried to stretch in the freezer had gotten wet when one of the ice bags broke. I put them outside yesterday to dry, and it rained last night for the first time in months. They were soaked. I couldn’t wear the pair I have been wearing, because they’re now giving me blisters.
My legs are still sore from earlier in the week
It’s Saturday, my partner offered to make a special breakfast, and I wanted nothing more than to curl up with a cup of coffee and delicious food.
I have cramps.
I also have this new strategy: I imagine telling myself or my partner why I didn’t do my run today.
None of my excuses held up.
I still had an hour for a run.
My partner went to the store for ingredients and then started cooking breakfast while I was out. I didn’t have a ton of time, but there was enough to shower, then enjoy my meal and a coffee.
My old old shoes may be worn out, but I can wear them for one run – they don’t actively hurt my feet.
DOMS don’t get better by being left to atrophy.
Exercise helps cramps.
Off I went.
I ran by the waterfront, and I have never been so happy to have it rain on a run. I won’t say it was a great run. It hurt. I was tired and struggling and worried about the time crunch when I got home. But it sure felt great to have done it, especially when I had wanted so badly not to.
Sometimes stubbornness is the only option. Today that was definitely the case.
Sure is a beautiful view.