Thank goodness that is done. I always seem to have endless motivation. So much so that I could give YOU some and still have a ton left over.
Thursday was not one of those days. Instead of rising bright and early to run–i dilly dallied for about 4 hours and didn’t start until 12!!!! Ugh.
I wouldn’t consider this run to be one of my “good ones” Even though I did it-there was never a time that I didn’t feel exhausted and my legs didn’t feel heavy. Too many long runs close together=tired Nicole. I like to feel strong on long runs.
Instead of feeling good after, this run left me drained. I plunked down on my couch and haven’t moved in quite a while. I did run the 2nd half faster, and that was because I have a HUGE competitive streak with my #1 competitor: ME! I really had to give it an A+ effort to get it done. I ended up beating last weeks time by 1:16, so that is something.
I should tell you some good things about my run. (I always take a minute to think about the GOOD THINGS that happened during my runs. It isn’t always easy, but I’m pretty positive and like to remind myself of the GOOD. Especially if I’m feeling NOT SO GOOD.)
*I felt cute in my new skirt...
And I was able to store three GU in one pocket, my phone in another, and in my back pocket I zipped my debit and key. I think I could’ve stuffed more stuff in there, but that’s all I ever bring with me (besides my Camelbak)
*Pureflows for 20 was a success!!! I think I will alter between the Pureflows and Ghost.
*I had a longrun under the clouds. I can’t remember the last time the sun wasn’t blazing down on me. It was lovely to have a little change of weather.
*my legs DID wake up and not Only did I do the 2nd half faster, I wound up finishing the last 3 miles faster than last week with negative splits.
Every run makes you stronger. Every. Single. One. Even if you feel crappy, perform crappy, disappoint yourself, etc—> you are still getting it done. Don’t ever forget that. It’s important to keep going, even if all you want to do is sit down and shove piles of bacon/beer/cheesy French fries down your throat.(that is what I wanted today, FYI) sometimes I am SO happy after a run, sometimes I’m so mad. But the point is: I RAN. I did it. I got it done and logged those miles. Don’t ever despair that it was crappy and you did lousy: YOU. FREAKING. DID. IT.
Eventually, my goal is to get down to a 2:40 long run. I know I am capable of doing this. No matter what your goal is, keep on keeping on because I truly believe you can do it. And you won’t always feel good. Last week, I felt terrific on my long run, and I finished it in a time of 2:51:38. This week, same run, exhausted legs, bla brain—it was done in 2:50:22. Baby steps, but still progress. Now I’m going to celebrate by taking tomorrow off!!!
Happy Friday!! I hope your weekend is amazing!
How have you proven that a bad run makes you stronger?