man, getting back in the saddle after taking so much time off has been hard.
i did two short runs last week, but i took lots of walking breaks, and honestly i didn’t feel like they were legit runs. and then on saturday, i literally got all my running gear on, got in the car, and started driving, but then copped out and went and ran (ha!) some errands instead. my logic being that i would just run on sunday after i went to the gym.
all day saturday i just dreaded sunday morning. not because i had to run, but mainly because i was worried i was really going to have to force myself to run. i really hate the feeling of not wanting to run. which is weird, i know. i mean, i think i’ve proven to myself that i’m capable of running any race i set out to do. so it isn’t anything performance-wise. no idea what it is. maybe, and this might speak to a number of other factors of my life, i feel like i “have” to do so many things (yay responsibility!!!), so when i “have” to run, it makes me get all angry and angsty, or angstgry. but anyway…
i did the run, ran a little 4-miler on the treadmill, and felt pretty good about it. hopefully this will really get the ball rolling. especially since there’s still an outside chance that i might run a marathon in hawaii. it’s a really really far outside chance… but it’s still a chance.