…but I loved every single second of it!
Its been over two weeks since I have been able to go for a decent run. While it wasn’t quite decent, it was a run and it was awesome.
Awesome, but UGLY!
It has been over a month since my Half marathon and I have not maintained my mileage. I have been nursing injury and battling with ways to fit in some fitness.
It is crushing how quickly your fitness goes.
I started out my run yesterday fluid and light. It came like second nature, like I had picked up where I left off.
Except I hadn’t!
800 metres into the run and I was feeling sore in my chest, drained in my body, saliva welling in my mouth!
I was losing.
It wasn’t like I had set out fast, I knew I always made that rookie move so I made sure not to this time.
Didn’t help 😦
I walked it out a little, crossed the road, found a connecting street and moved off the main road so that I could spit away from the public eye.
Scratch that…I actually felt like I wanted to throw up!
Walked it out a little more and decided to give it another jam.
I ran another k or so and then had to walk again.
All in all, I Wogged a total of 3.6k. It was an ugly 3.6k, but it was a wonderful 3.6k.
Why was it wonderful?
My entire adult life I have suffered from varying degree’s of depression and anxiety issues. In recent times I have maintained some kind of level headed’ness.
When I first started to run, a mere year and a half ago, I found something that naturally lessened my stress and anxiety levels. I developed a freedom about it, like as if I had finally hitched a ride after a million miles of walking.
Problems seemed to be nothing in comparison, anxiety almost became non-existant, I had meditation in my long run, being forced to be alone with my thoughts/with myself.
Well, 2 weeks of no physical activity certainly ran havoc with my emotions. I felt like I was a mood swinging pregnant woman ready to blow at any minute!
There was anxiety because I had lost my long distance fitness, there was stress because I couldn’t even manage a short walk, there was frustration because the only way to lessen my weight was to limit calorie intake – and I LOVE FOOD!
So this shitty, uncoordinated, crappy run with all its hideous form and heaving saliva spitting turned out to be exactly what I needed.
I had caught my ride and I was back on my way.
If you are friends with me on MFP, you would know daily how I felt about not being able to run. I think I moaned about it nearly every day! ha! Poor people! You guys and gals are awesome, thanks for your support!
So what now?
No plans for events in the near future, I hate the disappointment of not being able to keep to the training plan that it requires. There is just no affordable, feasible way I can commit to a long distance event.
Instead, a change of focus!
A 30 Day Challenge with my MFP Buddies!
It is the first day of the Month, the first day of the Quarter, what better time to start!
Anyway, feel free to Jam along, we are punching this 30 in the face, you should come get a’ punchin’ with us!
I have just busted out Day one, and also Day one with Jillian, She always kicks my butt with her Shred!
As for the running…
Short Runs for as long as I can manage while the hubby is home for the next week, then back to wog’s with the kids being careful to not over do it. Not what I had planned, but we do what we can!
So let’s get to it!
and getting a little buff too,
P.S. Have taken some Before’s and After’s – Pics and Measurements for show and tell once done 🙂