This past week was supposed to be an awesome running week for me. Last week I was finally getting into my groove, running longer and faster and feeling pretty amazing when I was done. That stopped last Saturday. It's almost been an entire week since I last ran and I am looking ahead thinking in less than two months I am supposed to be running 13 miles and I could hardly do 3 last week! It makes me ponder why I keep doing this to myself. At the same time, it hasn't been an entire week yet and there's only one way to stop it from becoming one entire week and that to put on my shoes and go out for a run. (I've been lazy about this blog too... which is why, though short I am writing this information... just trying to get into the habit)
Secretly I know why I keep doing this to myself too. I really do want to get back into running. I never feel as whole as I do as when I am off and running. Racing, eh I could do with or without it. I like hearing my feet on the pavement, I like the breeze and the people you see on the trails. I like coming home sweaty and smelly and exhausted. Because no matter if I had a good run or a not so good run I know I had a run and it always seems to keep me in my own little world for the rest of the day. That is why even though at times I feel I've lost the urge or the motivation to get out and run the important thing is, it's not very far out of reach. In a moment I can lace up my shoes and find that motivation again.
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