Half Marathon #3 is coming up quickly and I've got to put some pep in my step. Literally.
The run was easy. Easier than I expected. I didn't wheeze once or want to stop, drop and roll at any point in the run.
Legs felt good along with my hips. Since that's usually what hurts the most. Completely forgot to take water with me which is stupid in the humidity but I was okay. Until I got home where I then proceeded to lay on the couch breathing like a fat man.
I wish I was kidding when I say that there was a box of fresh, glazed donuts on the kitchen counter when I came back in. I avoided them at all costs. Score!
A few weeks ago the therapist said I needed to start running again since it was something that I loved and something that would most definitely clear my head. I didn't believe her for a month or so because I'm stubborn and I want it done on my own time. I knew it would help in that it would clear my mind by hitting the pavement and just focusing. But it still took me awhile to actually get out there again.
I'm so glad I did. All of my anxieties melted away with every poundage of Nike foot on the ground. Every angry feeling I had for the day was taken away and every single negative thing I was thinking dissolved.
My goal for this week is to run every day and not lose my shit before doing so!
Sounds like a good goal to me.
Oh and to stay away from the donuts.