After a blisteringly hot weekend with no energy to workout or run, I got back to my routine on Monday with a vengeance.
I decided to run this morning around the nearby reservoir and I was there bright and early, ready to make the 2.1 miles around in my new shoes. I started off with a smile and my knees seem to take it well. I made a conscious effort to not lift my knees too high while I jogged along.
A mile later, I rounded a corner and dug in to run up the hill and my energy left me. I said outloud with my music playing in my headphones, "Come on Sadie, you can do this!" And I made it up the hill and around the bend but that was it. That was it? I pushed on and ran a little further and it was all I had in me. I slowed down to a walk and the tears came.
I sobbed for more than a few minutes.
I just couldn't believe that I could only run one and a half miles this morning. I felt so deflated. My mind raced, and my exhaustion was likely a result of my intense workout the night before plus the onset of my period tomorrow or Thursday. But I still felt like I should have been able to run the whole 2 miles.
My mind also pulled up the memory from my second spin class where I sobbed during the middle of class. One girl told me my Chi was opening up. And definitely stored up stress was pouring out of me along with all the sweat.
Drenched with stress and tears, I stopped at my morning gym to do 500 crunches to make me feel better. Yes, crunches make me happy because I feel accomplished when I do them. LOL.
So perhaps with more practice and perseverance I will be a true runner. I just have to remember that it's one mile at a time just like it was with my spin classes. It only took about 40 classes for me to be able to follow along with the instructors.
My 10K is less than 14 weeks away and I still have hope!