Maybe it was the breeze in the air tonight. Maybe it was the 2 pounds of pasta I annihilated last night. Perhaps it was my jammin’ playlist or maybe it was my neon shoes…
I’m not sure exactly why, but for whatever reason I finally had a good run tonight. I say ‘finally’ because my runs have been crap lately. I’m lethargic before I even lace up my shoes and the thought of running anything more than 5 miles makes me ill. Honestly – I’ve just been feeling drained. I’ve tried to tell myself that my subpar runs are simply a result of the heat and humidity, blah, blah, blah. However, this weekend I came to terms with the fact that I’m just mentally/emotionally/physically exhausted. I’ve been going through life too fast (period). I’ve spent too much time worrying about work deadlines and ensuring Ob gets in her evening play time and not enough time worrying about when was the last time I ate. I’ve had a lot on my plate over the last several weeks and the reality is I run with the weight of all those things. My life has reached a point where I feel like every run is a task that must be checked off my daily to-do list. This morning I woke up and decided I was going to change that. I skipped my morning run in lieu of extra sleep, because I felt like that is what I truly needed. I think that sometimes being healthy means saying ‘no’ to exercise and giving your body the rest/recovery it needs. I came home from work and decided I genuinely wanted to run, so I grabbed my Mizunos & leashed up Ob. I told myself that it didn’t matter how slow I ran, I just needed to put one foot in front of the other. I wasn’t doing this because it was written on my calendar or because I felt like I had to do it. I told myself it didn’t matter how far I ran, I was just going to run until I didn’t want to run anymore. Essentially, I took all the pressure off myself before I clicked the ‘start’ button on my Garmin. And you know what? I had an amazing 6 mile run.
It wasn’t a PR, but I felt really terrific. I felt like I could have gone slightly faster for the entire run and even when we finished I wasn’t winded. I probably would have gone farther, but I just didn’t want to tucker Ob out and it was getting close to her dinner time.
Moving forward, I want to challenge myself to practice health of the mind and body. I think so many times we turn our workouts into something we have to do, when in reality sometimes what we need to do is just take some time to rest, recover, replenish
and drink wine. Don’t let your workouts become something else in your day that stresses you out. Allow your workouts to be an escape…something you’re doing for you. Don’t spend every mile of every run stressing over that next PR (is this just me?)…stop and enjoy the views from time to time…
You might just find that without all the added pressure, you’ll not only perform better physically, but you’ll feel better mentally too!