Today is C's birthday and he still encouraged me to run anyway. He has been so
supportive of all my running and I don't thank him enough. I even feel a little
bad that I gave him grief about fitness for so long and felt
"betrayed" by all the hours he spent at the gym and now I'm doing the
same thing. On one hand, I feel guilty, and on the other, I'm glad that I have
this now so that it seems a little more balanced. I'm glad that I can relate to
his strict schedule, need for sleep, and healthy eating choices. I'm sorry for
the time we lost being at odds about it, but grateful for the understanding
now. Sometimes he says things like "this is your year to do these
things" and it makes me a little nervous about next year. I'm a goal
oriented person and I need something to train FOR. My own health and well-being
just isn't enough to get me out of bed and outside for a cold morning run. So,
when next year comes, do I sign up for another extreme race to keep me on track
or do I say "well, my running days are over" and return to my
pre-2017 way of life? Can my body and my family weather another year of
ultrarunning? I guess it's silly to worry about right now, THE race is still
almost 7 months away. Who knows how I will feel in August? I just feel a sense
of peace, and accomplishment that I haven't felt in a while. It's such a
contrast to the restlessness and blah-ness I've felt since becoming an adult.
About my run today - nothing too exciting, just another loop at home, 6 miles.
Oh, and another 10k PR; o). The 10k PR at home is kind of exciting because most
of my fast runs happen at the school, not on the dirt roads where footing is a
little loose and there are more variables. Although it's not trails I'm happy
to have the dirt roads to do a lot of my running on, I think it has so many
advantages over the pavement, especially for my end goal!
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