So, after a few days of being sick and then a few days getting back into the swing of things, I had a transition run after a long ride the other day. It was one of those runs where not only is it hard to just get the shoes on and the motivation to move in a forward motion, but the first few steps are like lead. Thud, thud, thud, thud through the first 2 minutes and the urge to turn back and call it a day was almost overwhelming.
But, I made a deal with myself that I could go out and around the block and if it didn't feel better by then, maybe I'd try the run later in the day. But, it came around for me...albeit slowly, and I at least was able to stop myself from crawling into a nearby ditch to wait for the coyotes to get me.
The run wasn't feeling any better and I just kept getting madder and madder - I kept turning the music up on the ipod to drown out that little voice that kept telling me I'm not fast enough, that I should just go home. I changed the music tone to the really evil sounding stuff - anything to just get through this *&:%^ run!
I tried thinking of other things, focusing on different parts of my running style, checking in that all the appropriate parts were doing their part to get me through. And with each passing minute I checked off little disappointments, thinking "this next five minutes will make up for ____ that I wish I could have changed from that last race or that last workout". And you know, it worked! An hour run went by, not without its struggles, but I got it in. I got it done. And I know I'll be a better athlete for it.
So, here's to a better, smoother T-run next time! But, I think I may have gotten more out of this run than if it went flawlessly.
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