Here’s to week 4 of marathon training!!! Today is my rest day, but I walked a couple miles at work today. Our hallways our vast, and give plenty of room for some good leg stretching during breaks/while running errands. It all counts, right?
But I’ll admit. The first three weeks of marathon training I truly struggled to find my happy place ‘pace’ so to speak. Being forced to stay indoors has sucked the passion I have out of my feet and heart, and 95% of my runs have been forced because they were on my schedule. Other than my 10 miler with Janel, and a couple I better run or I’m going to pull my hair out because my teenage daughter is going to sass her way out the door runs, they’ve all pretty much sucked. I may or may not be going crazy…
pretty much…lol
Yet as I walked out of work this afternoon to the sun shining, the birds singing, the snow melting AND the temps at 52 degrees I swear I felt a tear well up in my eye. Although I couldn’t run today due to my youngest daughter having ballet, I knew tomorrow’s miles would be logged…wait for it…OUTSIDE. WINNING! Can you feel the giddiness (is that a word? well it is now!) in my voice? It’s been nearly 4 months since I’ve ran outside and I’m ready.I’m ready to get back on the streets of my hood, and the trails I love so much. I’m ready to run, and be able to run off a bad day or a fight, I’m ready to run towards greater goals and finish lines. I’m ready to run and have an outlet to let go of all the stuffs. Cuz Lord knows I have a lot of stuff. Running truly is my happy place besides the kitchen. It’s a place that no one can take away, control, or tarnish.
No matter how I look, I’m sure going to feel like THIS! Pic: veganstrong@blogspot.com
It’s mine…and I can’t wait to get back at it…It’s time. Running makes me a better me…
What is your greatest motivator when it comes to running/fitness? How are the temps where you live?
As most of you know, my mantra is ‘keep movin’ forward.’ I may not always succeed in this mantra, but I start each day anew with the same goal. To live each day to the fullest, and to live each day with positive energy.
But daylight savings time truly kicks my butt. There. I said it. I honestly can’t lose ANY MORE SLEEP. So this is a weekend I dread. Profusely. Profoundly. And all the other Pro words that I am probably misusing missing.
So what do you do when you dread something? You distract yourself, of course. I spent the weekend shopping, eating, spending time with my daughters, and today I got my hair done!!! WOOP WOOP! I also scored some new shoes for work, as well as a few shirts to welcome spring.
Where else can you get two awesome pairs of shoes for less than 50 bucks! Thanks, TJ Maxx!
My 8 year old got her ears pierced Friday….and is still smiling. I swear my face hurts from smiling because SHE is smiling so much. Yeah, life is good.
She’s still smiling. LOL
Other than a gazillion pushups and hours of shopping, I didn’t work out Saturday…but that’s ok, I can’t feel my arms. I made the mistake of posting this to my fb fan page. LOL!!!
My updated hair do! Feelin’ like a million bucks I must admit!!
Today was my sucktastic long run on the Dreadmill. I woke up late due to daylight savings (no surprise there), and all of the groups I knew that were running were probably sipping coffee as I poured myself out of bed at 8:30 am.
So this is all I had. And it was painful, let me tell you.
Miles are miles!
Last week I had 2 strength work outs, and 4 runs totaling 14 miles which ended the week 3 of marathon training strong.
I finished up the day with our traditional Sunday Supper. The hubby returned home tonight, tired, coming down with a cold and plain worn out. I hoped this would help recharge his batteries.
Baked Cod, twice baked spaghetti squash and Brussels sprouts with bacon wrapped dates stuffed with goat cheese. YUM!! I’ll post the recipe soon!
Bacon makes everything better!!!Sunday Supper!
How was your weekend? Did you get any miles logged? What’s your favorite “re-charge” food?
So after finishing my temper tantrum from the weekend, I decided this morning to pick myself up and start over today. Despite struggles, single parenting, and normal teenage drama I needed a clean slate. So here….we….go….
truth.
This morning I woke up on time, and allowed myself an extra snooze. I smiled as I cuddled my dog, and I took my time getting ready since I only had ONE child to tend to this morning. And it felt great. This is a new day.
Work was great, and I had time to organize and file a lot of paperwork that had been collecting dust on my desk. YAY to organizing, right?!
My hubby offered to take our youngest to ballet even though it’s something I normally do, stating, “You need a break.” He’s right… I do.
Can I get an Amen? Pic: veryfunnypics.eu
So I cooked the family dinner after work, and jumped at the chance to run. My legs are still very tight from Saturday, so it felt GREAT to stretch ’em out on the ‘mill. WAIT…did I say that out loud? A dready run that wasn’t so dreadful. Winning.
quick dready run that wasn’t so dready…
After my run, I ate dinner, showered, and have been sitting quietly at my computer working on the recipe section of my blog for about an hour and a half. Have you checked it out yet? It’s just a start, but I’d love for you to try some of my favorite recipes! You can check it out here! Feedback, comments, and ideas are always welcomed!
It felt great despite laundry duty to give myself a couple hours to do something JUST for me. Running. Writing. And cataloging recipes. Does it get better than that?
How do you spend your down time? Do you allow yourself time to just do YOUR thing at least once a week? If not, I highly recommend it. I tell ya what…my uninterrupted shower tonight was off. the. chain. LOL
Thanks, y’all! I look forward to hearing from you!
First off, I finished my second week of marathon training strong! My first 20 miler week is complete and I am quite pleased. A couple of the miles were walked, but the majority were spent running and I even finished my first double digit run of TEN miles on the indoor track in a neighboring suburb on Saturday. 8 laps equaled ONE mile, so yeah…you can imagine how this MIGHT have felt. But it went surprisingly fast mostly due to my awesome friend Janel providing me with great conversation as well as keeping track of the miles with a clicker. I set out for 8 miles, but felt so good I did an even 10 miles for the day. I don’t do a mid week long run, so often times add a mile or two to my weekend long run. All in all-WINNING. (My only set back for the week was missing my yoga work out, but I made sure to foam roll and stretch today to help with the soreness. I also took a 25 minute Epsom salt bath tonight to help ease my sore muscles).
Runner love right here!!
I came home to be informed that although my hubby had returned from his 3 weeks of travels just this past Friday, that he would be leaving again on Wednesday and suddenly my runners high was deflated. First I got mad, then I cried, and then I decided to just take a hot shower and try to move forward with my weekend.
As you all know, his travels are a bitter chip that resides more times than not on my shoulder. I wish I could kick this chip’s butt, but darn it the anger sure seems to win most times as I tackle the single parenting gig. Keep in mind I have a job too, kids that are in school/have activities to be taken too and a house that needs tending to…after a while, any normal person would break, right? Please say this is normal…lol
So this morning I awoke after FINALLY sleeping most of the night for almost 9 hours and I felt…better. It’s Sunday, and with Sundays in our house comes Sunday Supper. We decided to have a chopped challenge as well, and my 5 ingredients were:
Beef round roast
Tomatillos
Beets
Mangos
Mussels
So here’s what I came up with:
Appetizer
Mussels steamed in white wine, garlic and saffron with red pepper flakes served with a salad over tomatillo dressing.
For the tomatillo dressing, preheat your oven to 350 degrees, husk and rinse your tomatillos and quarter. Dice 1/4 onion, 2 cloves of garlic and add in the tomatillos. Drizzle with extra virgin olive oil, season with salt and pepper and spread evenly on a baking sheet. Roast for about 45 minutes. Transfer to your food processor or blender, and liquefy the mixture. Strain for seeds, and set aside.
For the mussels, in a stock pot melt 2-3 tablespoons of butter and extra virgin olive oil, and add in 3 cloves of minced garlic, a pinch of crushed red pepper flakes and a pinch of saffron. Sauté for 2-3 minutes, and add in 3/4 cup of white wine, and a splash of water. Bring to a boil. Add in your previously cleaned mussels and cover the pot, shaking every minute or so. Cook for 4-6 minutes or until the mussels open. Pardon my spelling error…
This was…divine! .COM
Main course
Beet and chipotle pepper soup serve with braised beef.
First, season your roast with your favorite Mexican spices. I used cumin, smoked paprika, chili powder, garlic powder, salt and pepper. Sear on all sides, and transfer to a crock pot or dutch oven. Add 2 cups of beef broth (unsalted), 1 cup of red wine, and a large onion that has been sliced. Let simmer for 2 hours.
Secondly, for your soup…
In a soup pot that has been preheated to medium high heat with extra virgin olive oil add:
1 onion-diced
3 cloves of garlic-minced
4 large beets, peeled and chopped
1 chipotle pepper with adobo sauce
Sauté for about 5-6 minutes until just tender
Add in 3-4 cups of unsalted beef stock and bring to a boil. In a separate cup, add a teaspoon of corn starch to cold water. Mix well, and keep the soup at a boil for a couple of minutes. Reduce to a simmer for about an hour.
Puree the soup, and just before serving add a couple of tablespoons of greek yogurt. Mix well, and serve! Don’t forget to check for seasoning! I sliced the beef thinly, and served with the soup!
Gosh, isn’t it pretty? ❤
Desert
First off. I don’t bake. I hate to measure, and baking makes my crazy. But I decided to use the mangos in a desert type style, trying to keep with my Mexican type theme of cooking.
I peeled and chopped the mangos, and added them to my food processor. I added in brown sugar, cinnamon, and a splash of water and mixed well. Set aside.
Take 2 sheets of puff pastry dough and roll out. Cut 8 circles out, spoon in the mixture, and pinch the edges tight. Crimp each tart with a fork, brush each tart with a fork and sprinkle some more brown sugar over the top. Back at 400 degrees for about 10 minutes or until golden brown.
In my defense I only half of one, and skipped the vanilla ice cream but YUM!
So at the end of the day, I’ve trained, I’ve cooked, and I’ve shed a few tears. But I’ve kept moving forward.
How was your weekend? Did you cook? Are you training for any races? How do YOU deal with stress?
Today I am linking up with Marcia’s Healthy Slice for some good ‘ole Runfessions! This is my first time participating, so sit back, and relax for my monthly confessional in regards to running and all it entails.
Winter has officially killed my love for running, temporarily I know, but enough to give me a heavy heart. No matter how blessed I SHOULD feel for having a treadmill and access to indoor running, I found myself in tears again last night after my 2.5 miler on the ‘mill. Why is it so hard for me to enjoy a good dready run? I’ll tell you…
Running is my escape from the real world. I wouldn’t say I am running away from life. On the contrary. I am running towards a better me. Because running outside allows me to clear my head, and leave the work stress, parental drama and chaos in general BEHIND me.
Yet when I am running in the basement of my own home, on a hamster wheel treadmill with the dog clawing at the basement door or perched happily on the couch staring at me the entire time, I find it hard to ‘let go’ of all my stressors. Oh, and the kids fighting upstairs usually can be heard around the block, so the basement is of little escape or solitude.
BUT…I keep reminding myself that despite the snow and sub zero temps in the 7-day forecast spring IS on it’s way…
Eventually…
RIGHT?!?!?!!
Oh…and my new Brooks Launch 2’s are the BOMB. They feel like I am running on clouds, and I can’t wait to take them for an 8 mile spin on the indoor track tomorrow with my friend Janel!! We haven’t ran together in ages, and this will be my first long run on the track! Wish me luck!!
What runfessions do you have this month? What is your longest run indoors?
Last week was a tough week for me. I’m not sure if it was the bitter temps, or the hubby traveling for the second week in a row but I admittedly found myself in tears more times than I care to admit. My eldest daughter tried my patience, multiple times, and I found myself with my head in my hands choking back the sobs early Friday morning. Could I DO this yet another week on my own? And then at around 9:30 a.m. while I was at work I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. “I’m sorry for being grumpy this morning.” Smiles…I immediately felt better. It’s amazing what a simple acknowledgement to even unintentional hurts can do…so as the day went on, we planned a nice dinner out after school/work to celebrate another week of surviving Chiberia 2015. J and S decided on our favorite Mexican place called Sergio’s. If you are ever in the western suburbs of Chicagoland I highly recommend it. It’s family owned and operated, has fresh ingredients, and SOOOO affordable.
Doesn’t get much better than this…
Today, as most non-working outside of the house Saturdays go, I had a full schedule. I had planned on meeting up with my run club for coffee after my dreadmill run, but I slept through my alarm and started my day an hour and a half behind schedule. The hubby arrived home late last night, but only for his Army drill weekend so I saw him all of 30 minutes. But that extra glass of wine probably was NOT a good idea seeing the fact I had 6 miles on deck this morning. I got up, ate my tablespoon of PB with chia seeds, texted Maria, and hopped on the ‘mill. I knew immediately this was going to be tough. Barely half of a mile in, and I wanted to cry. I cussed quietly, at myself, the ‘mill, and anyone who would listen. And at 60 minutes, the ‘mill reset, and real tears formed in my eyes. I wasn’t quite finished with my 6 miler, but thankfully I finished. That is all I can say. I did it. It sucked. And Mother Nature could bring on spring like temps ANY time now…please…
Week 1, long run, DONE.
After my run it was time to EAT. It’s been a while since I said 6 miles was a long run, but I was famished. What did I eat? Check it out…
My go-to post long run meal. Yup…bacon and eggs.
And then it was time to shower, and tackle 3 hours of housework. I turned up the tunes, scrubbed bathrooms, vacuumed floors, dusted, washed bedding, and mopped. My house now looks and smells amazing! YAY!! Then, it was time to shop for the week so the girls and I headed to Aldi to stock up on groceries. I love this store sooooo much. My basket was completely full of fresh produce, fish, chicken and healthy snacks for such a reasonable price. Winning!
So tonight for dinner I decided to make something simple after such a busy day. I made a yummy gluten free pasta dish, that had my famous semi-homemade marinara sauce.
Here’s what you’ll need for the sauce:
1 package of turkey sausage links cut into bite size pieces
1 cup of diced pancetta
1 small white onion
3 cloves of garlic, minced
4 baby Portobello mushrooms, chopped
Crushed red pepper flakes, Italian seasoning, kosher salt and pepper to taste
Here’s what to do:
In a wide sauce pan heat a few tablespoons of extra virgin olive oil. Add in your onion, garlic, mushrooms and red pepper flakes and saute for 3-4 minutes. Add the turkey sausage and pancetta and cook through for about 12 minutes. Season with kosher salt, pepper, and Italian herbs to taste. Once the sausage is cooked through, drain off the grease. Also, wipe your pan out with paper towels removing the excess grease. Add everything back into the pan, and pour in a jar of your favorite marinara sauce. Taste for seasoning, adding in more S&P if needed. Let simmer for about 25 minutes. The longer, the better…
I served over gluten free rotini, and as always it was a hit with my family.
Garnish with freshly grated Parmesan cheese!
Lessons learned this week:
1. Running is hard. Running on the treadmill? Even harder.
2. Teen kiddos will test us more than nearly almost anything in life. We won’t always pass, but there is always room for growth.
3. Knowing your passions in life, and participating in said passions is freeing…really.
4. Ask someone how THEIR day is, or what THEY are up to…it truly can make a difference.
5. It’s ok to cry. But don’t forget to wipe away those tears and move forward.
I am rounding out the week with 15 miles of running, 1 yoga work out, and strength training as well.
Questions!
How was your week? How do you deal with one sided conversations? What are your favorite “easy meals?”
Gosh, where do I start. Some weekends can be just plain crappy (insert working the entire weekend last weekend here), and some weekends can be amazing filled with friends, family, food, and fitness!
The later was my weekend, THIS weekend.
We started out the weekend after me having to work several hours of overtime (something I try to AVOID at all costs, as I my family comes first) feeling a bit tired, but accomplished. With our unseasonably warm temps here in Chicagoland we made plans to have a fire and drink wine with our awesome neighbors/friends on Friday. It. Was. GREAT. We brought over a special bottle of Prosecco that we bought the last time we were in Chicago at Eataly, and enjoyed hours of laughter, conversation, and wine. WIN. What a way to start the weekend.
This would have never happened in Chicago last year!
Saturday the majority of the day was spent last minute shopping for make-up and essentials as I was attending my first Army Dining out with my hubby. After weeks of preparation buying the perfect dress to match his unit, to finding the perfect shoes, we were all dolled up and ready. And yes…I felt like a princess. For those that know me well, I NEVER feel pretty these days…but Saturday night, I felt my confidence returning…even if for just a moment.
After an evening of an amazing military traditional event, laughter, conversation and dinner we came home to enjoy a couple of glasses of wine. This may have been the demise of my 5K today, but I could care less. We had SOOOOO much fun. And for once, in many years, I felt at home being surrounded by people in uniform even though I wasn’t wearing one myself. Yet I found myself standing at attention in all the right moments, even while wearing this amazing gold gown. 🙂 #veteranproblems
Today was the day we were to run a much anticipated 5K that my friend Karen from Trading In my Heels has organized and planned for the last two years. It’s an untimed race with no actual bells or whistles, but the proceeds were going to suicide prevention and awareness which is a cause near and dear to my heart having battled with depression as well as losing several friends and family members to suicide.
As most of you know, I don’t like the cold. I don’t sign up for races in the winter…but this one I NEEDED to do. I got to see several of my running friends, AND I got to meet Wendy from Taking the long way home, which was amazing. She is one of the nicest people I know, and such an inspiration to me and my life. After several hugs, and easy conversation we headed to the starting line.
Me and my personWendy, Penny, Michelle and me!Misty, Theresa, and Cindy!
The race started promptly at noon, and I knew this would NOT be my best “race.” I haven’t been running hardly at all…I haven’t wanted to between the cold, dark, and dreary weather. So I took it slow, and allowed myself a couple of walk breaks. Who’d a thunk you could lose your endurance so quickly? #runnerproblems
But we finished in 31:34, headed into Pal Joey’s who was hosting the race, and I was welcomed with open arms AND a Bloody Mary. Score. We ate some amazing pizza and had great conversations with Melissa and Jim, more of our running friends.
Nothing better than a Bloody Mary after a fun race!
I couldn’t find my groove during this run, but that’s ok…I enjoyed the hundreds of runners, running for the same cause, dressed up in festive gear, and JUST having fun. There was no “winner” no “age group award” just 3.1 miles of fun.
I ended the day with our traditional Sunday Supper, and baking with my youngest. Win! We had an Asian inspired dish of teriyaki, ginger, honey and garlic glazed salmon over bok choy and quinoa. Delish. I also attempted a pumpkin cheesecake…not so sure about that one…lol. #notabaker
My sous Chef helping me make cheesecake
Wrapping it up, it was the best weekend I’ve had this month. Here’s to more weekends like this one!
Do you do “fun runs” for charity? What’s your favorite thing to do on the weekend?
I went into this race with few expectations. I got lazy (too busy more so) with my training and just prayed I had enough left in the tank to get this race done, and done strong.
I woke up at 4 am, got ready and hit the road to Naperville to meet up with the gang. I texted Andrea, letting her know I pooped…LOL. On going joke…sorry haha!
I got to Naperville at 5:45 and waited in the warmth of my car for everyone to arrive. Everyone arrived safely at around 6:15, and we had plenty of time to get settled. I ate my cereal bar, chugged my 5 hr energy and we were off!
What a beautiful sunrise…and I am NOT a morning person!These amazing people…I can’t say enough about these girls.#solesistersThe starting line was lined with flags, and I was truly moved by the beauty of it all!
We lined up at the start, getting in to our respective corrals and bid each other high fives, hugs, and good luck. I turned and saw Claudia, a woman I met during the Fox Valley training runs I paced, so we agreed to start together. YAY! The national anthem was beautifully sung, (sang?) and the race kicked off…it only took about 10 minutes to cross the starting line. (They could’ve spaced this a little farther apart, as the course was slightly crowded the first few miles).
We stayed together the first couple miles, and she caught me at mile 9 walking-thankfully her motivation got me running up that terrible hill!
The first several miles felt great. I thought to myself, HEY…I can DO this…but my excitement got the best of me and I went out too fast. Rookie mistake. Beginning mile splits: 9:33, 9:03, 8:58, 8:58, 9:02, 8:51, 9:11, 9:53 (took a walk break to fuel during the 8th mile. I saw Karen at mile 8.5 and nearly sobbed! A friendly face, YAY! We hugged quickly and I kept moving.
And then came mile 9…the hill from hell where it felt we were out in the middle of no where. I walked briefly and then saw Claudia…I tried to stick with her, but it just wasn’t happening. But I kept her in my sights, along with her awesome hubby who was on his bike throughout several spots on the course. Seeing him helped me keep going…
I decided the sub 2 just wasn’t going to happen…I had a stitch in my side that refused to go away.
So I high fived all the kids. I thanked all the volunteers and spectators. I dug deep and searched for my smile. And I ate a piece of bacon from some amazing dude grilling at around mile 11…and I kept running as fast as I could.
Miles 10 and 11 were 9:51 (another walk/stretch break), 9:20 and my right ITB was SCREAMING at me, making my right knee, and foot feel like they were on fire. I was done. I lost sight of Claudia, and I sincerely just wanted to stop. But I saw her husband at mile 12 and he reminded me “You are doing this for fun,” to which I forced a smile and kept going.
And then…I saw THIS. (Thanks, Andrea for the picture).
No “Oh I wish I was running the full” feelings here. AT ALL.
The stitch in my side was almost unbearable…but as I hit mile 13 and barreled up the .1 hill to the finish line (having a hill at the finish is just MEAN), I was satisfied. Slight disappointment for yet another NOT sub 2 half briefly hit me, and the tears brimmed in my eyes. But I reminded myself I wasn’t properly trained, having only run ONE 9 miler since the Fox Valley half marathon in September. So instead I celebrated all of my awesome friends finish times, and PR’s. Final miles were 9:30, 9:13, 3:18 for the last .1. I was blessed to have received my medal from Bob Miller, marathon maniac, and after a hug and smiles, I felt better.
Oh…and all the massages….all the food…and all the beer.
Two Brothers pale ale? You betcha!AHHHHMAZING perk to this race. Stretching AND massage tents.I may have eaten two of these…don’t judge.
At the end of the day I did what I set out to do. Complete this race in under 2:10. And of course, spend time with some pretty cool people.
Yes…I had about 57 layers on and STILL was cold, while Andrea was in shorts, LOL
I also got to see Carolyn finish her race, PR, AND qualify for Half Fanatics! YAY!!!!
So proud of this girl!
Pros of the race:
Plenty of port a johns at the start.
Lots of aid stations.
The spectators were amazing
Stretching AND massage tents. SCORE!
The food/beer was warm/cold respectively
Having the gym open for the runners/spectators
Volunteers! I can’t say enough about these amazing people
Cons of the race:
Disorganized gear check causing lengthy waits after the race
Not enough signage telling discombobulated runners where to go after the race
Mean security cops/guards. Cut us some slack fellas…we just ran our butts off!
All in all I had a WONDERFUL time despite some self inflicted pain. I would definitely do this face again!
Also, I was successful in my November goals by 99% only having missed out on doing yoga. Score!
Did you race this weekend? What is your favorite perk of the after race events?
Today is a new day. My daughter, the tough little cookie she is, is doing fine…I think Mom took it harder than daughter when reality slapped us in the face.
But today, after not a lot of sleep, I rolled out of bed and hopped in the shower. It was time to pick up my race packet and hit the expo for a race I haven’t trained too terribly hard for, but that I know I can complete. My #doepicshit friend Andrea was working the expo until 1 o’clock, so I wanted to make sure I got to see her.
And see her I did! She graciously handed me my packet, and I shopped around while I waited for her to finish her volunteer shift.
Free chair massage? yespleaseandthankyou!
Meet Rico…my massage dude that was stuck in the 80’s sporting his spray tan and gold chains. But hey, he worked the knot in my back like a mad man. WIN.
Afterwards, we decided to grab a bite to eat to celebrate having some time together. Living an hour apart, and both working crazy hours we don’t get to see each nearly enough.
Blue moon beer counts as carb loading, yes?
After talking race strategy (run..walk…move…don’t die, and finish), we parted ways and I headed home to get my flat runner ready.
Flat runner ready!
Upon my arrival home, my hubby asked what our dinner plans were? What? I am running a half marathon tomorrow…I’m. not. cooking. LOL! So he prepared some yummy pasta for us…DELISH!
True carb loading, LOL
And now, with my gear set out, my Garmin and IPod charging, I am relaxing in an almost too quiet house. Wait…is that possible? LOL…
My plan for tomorrow is quite simple…take all the stressors I’ve been dealing with the last few weeks, and let that energy fuel me for 2+ hours. Leave the yuck on the road, and run with my heart. I nearly tried to wimp out and either 1. not run the race or 2. just finish it half assed…But my friends know me far too well, and I just don’t work that way.
So I’ll meet up with my amazing friends before the race…shiver, hug, and embrace all that is right in the world by surrounding myself with these people. Will the race lead to a PR? Doubtful…realistically I am just a little rusty from the last few weeks. But I’ll finish, and give it my all!
Thanks to you all, for your amazing support these last 2 days!
In the past several weeks, going on just over a month actually, I have lost my motivation to run. Between the MasterChef gig, and ITB issues, running has been on the back burner in my life since my last half marathon in late September.
So looking at the calendar with my last half marathon for 2014 steadily approaching NEXT weekend, I find myself terrified.
For the first time I am toying with a DNS (did not start) because I just have no motivation/desire to run this race. I can’t believe I am saying those words but they couldn’t be more true. My longest long run was last weekend with 9 miles ran at a super slow pace.
Pretty sure I will look a lot like this next Sunday…
But.
I paid for this race. I committed to run this race. So…I’ll run this race. Lord willing at least…
The forecast is terrible, with cold temps and rain/ice on deck.
Someone…help me find my motivation, QUICK.
Help! I lost it!
How do you tackle lack of motivation in regards to running/racing?
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