Yesterday, I had a bad run.
Twelve long miles.
I didn’t want to run..for so many reasons. After cleaning the house from top to bottom, I was totally motivated to hit the streets.
I Had my playlist ready, my Swedish fish packed…But the second I went to lace up my shoes , I felt a tug in my midsection, pulling me back into the warmth of my house and the comfyness of my couch. I literally had to force myself out the door.
Why? I love to run. It is my favorite thing in the whole world, so Why didn’t I WANT to be there? I still don’t get it, and probably never will fully understand days like these.
No part of me wanted to run-me, myself, and I were fist fighting the whole time to keep going.
The. Whole. Time.
It made for an extremely looooong 12 miles.
Do you ever have a run or a workout like that? It totally sucked.
But you know what? I’m thankful for that bad run. It makes me a stronger runner. Even on the bad days-you have to keep going. Sometimes, I’ll be Miss Cranky-pants and still will push myself out the door and end up having some of the best runs of my life.
I have this wonderful ability to run and I NEVER take it for granted. Sure, it stinks having bad days- but that’s life. If you don’t have the bad days, then how will you recognize the good when they come along?
And because I was not focused on time and speed, I could see all kinds of beauty that surrounded me.. Like the beautiful lake, and the way the sun shone on a field. And even the cute little clouds in the sky. Beauty can be all around you, you just have to stop and smell the roses once in a while to see it. Or even have a slow, bad run 🙂