I really REALLY need to start listening to my body. Yes, it speaks to me. Doesn't yours? But wait, let me back up must a little.
Sunday was a run day. Felt great, had a fabulous run, smiling at the end and pleased with myself after I was done. Enter Monday. I was all set on running after work and was looking forward to it most of the day. As my workday progressed, I veered away from my food plan for the day (think soda, chocolate, chips... not one or another but all of the above!). It not only made my tummy feel icky but my overall mood plummeted. I was disappointed in myself. However, I told myself I'd be running when I got home and that would make me feel a bit better.
By the time I got home, I had crashed. My body and brain were ready for a nap and it was only 5PM. However, I had told myself I was going to hop on the treadmill and I felt the need to alleviate some of the damage I had done over the previous 8 hours. So...I did. And after the first 1 min run interval, I knew I probably should have taken the day off.
|Definately Pre-Run ... See? I'm still smiling.|
I stuck to it and trudged through the whole session. Sure, the endorphins helped my overall mood and I renewed a bit of my energy but it was probably one of the worst runs I'd ever had. And that includes smashing both my knees when I fell on concrete 10 years ago during one of my first attempts at running. I felt horrible the entire time I was working out, wondering why the hell I was trying to convince myself that I could run any distance further than to the candy machine.
Running when I shouldn't have made me want to give up running.
But I'm not. Listening to my body is going to take a while. Its not an easy language to learn but I'm trying. I also have to learn that screwing up is going to happen. Its not the end of the world. I just have to refocus and move on. And hopefully the smile above will be there at the start and then end.