Every runner faces battles, some more “winnable” than others. Today, I waged war against a down comforter, sweat pants and the dark gloom of the monsoonal rain we’re having. I fought the good fight – pressing snooze more times than I would care to admit, telling myself five more minutes, convincing myself if I missed my gym time I can just wake up a do a workout DVD. But alas, my efforts were fruitless and I slept, slept, and slept some more, until…OH CRAP!
I think it’s about that time in the training cycle when getting the runs in becomes more of a mental struggle than anything. With just 26 days to go, I almost feel as if my body is getting lazier. I’m opting for sleeping in than getting all of the mileage in (seven miles is the same are nine, right?), speed work is minimal and I’m simply anxious to get to Boston already. I know in the back of my head the importance of getting this final training in and I’m still passionate about the running, but then a little thing called life gets in the way and I need to remind myself that it’s completely normal.
So today I vow not to beat myself up if I miss a workout or two because my body needed to sleep or wedding planning duties took precedence. I’m human. You’re human. And training schedules are meant to be flexible.
What point in training do you feel yourself begin to fade?
What do you do to prevent it or keep yourself sane?
Laziness at its finest – don’t worry, we’ve given here a hair cut since this photo.
P.S. Be sure to check out my guest post on Bun & Borough…tips for beginning running (P.S.S. I still don’t know why Christine didn’t let me be her stow-away on her trip to Barcelona…le sigh.)
Day 83: TBD