This blog started as a running/marathon journal of sorts and post marathon I realized I didn’t want to write about, think about, plan for or actually run. I had like a visceral negative reaction to everything running. I’m actually kinda bored and stabby writing this right now.
But ok fine, I miss it and what it did for me both mentally and physically. And back in November I signed up for a half marathon the first weekend of May because I knew I deep down I did love racing and running but we were just in a fight right now.
So the weeks went on and I got lazy and put on my “winter hibernation weight” and convinced myself that getting back to racing form would be so easy and so effortless. I’d done it once before, it’s like riding a bike! Um yea, if maybe that bike was a unicycle that I was trying to propel through tar.
A bit “fluffier” than a few months ago and not nearly as happy with myself |
I went for a run 2 nights ago. I got 2.25 miles in and was kind of ok with how it felt. Now let me be clear, it was about 1600% harder than it used to be, but I did it and it felt good. It actually felt familiar and I was really struck by that.
Sweaty and happy. My most loved combo. |
xoxo