Saturday, April 2, 2011

Training Day 5, Finally

I held off on Thursday because I was sore, which was a good decision. Somehow the day got away from me yesterday so I didn't run before my afternoon meeting. The meeting ran later than expected, which meant it was time to leave right when I got home; we were off to check out a Craigslist posting. I thought I would do my run when we got home, but somehow the 1/2 order of onion rings and beer for dinner zapped my motivation. I did go for a walk on the treadmill and stretch, so all was not lost.

No excuses this morning! I chugged some Maalox and headed out. This time I didn't include my warm-up in my time, just for ease of calculation and tracking. I had a tough time out there, as my mind swirled through thoughts about how hard the run was, how much harder the run was than it should be, whether or not I could really make it 30 minutes, etc. I skipped through my iPod searching for something, anything to keep me going. Dixie Chicks, Beyonce and Pink were no match for my mood. I found a bit of my rhythm when I put on 'Till I Collapse by Eminem. I find that song really does the trick for me when I need words and a beat to keep me moving. I pressed on through the 30 minutes, and decided to run a 30 minute distance instead of going 15 minutes out and 15 minutes back. It was harder than it should have been, but I let my mind fight me almost the entire way.

Tomorrow is my distance, which will definitely be a mix of running and walking. I might go for 5 miles since I am incorporating walking.

Training Day 5:
2.3 miles, 30 minutes

3 comments:

  1. good job getting out there!

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  2. Thanks! I am slowly getting myself back on track, and it feels great to be out there again!

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  3. It sounds like you really groove your music, so this may not be your thing.... but if your mind is fighting you hard, have you considered listening to spoken word, instead? Or would that slow you down? I like to listen to comedy, or the kind of political commentary that gets me in a mild rage (which fuels me), when I'm trying to get myself to work harder. It keeps me from thinking about how much I hate working out.

    whit

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