Last week it became official: the three (nameless) individuals who I was supposed to run races with this spring (both Run the Bluegrass and the SLO Half) have, for various reasons, all backed out.
So I spent a lot of last week on the fence. The weather was crappy. Work was busy. Shins were hurting. I was exhausted. Motivation was very low. Training for 13 miles started to seem stupid.
On Thursday I made a deal with myself. I would suck it up and do the 10 mile run on Saturday. If I had any hip, knee, or shin pain, I would skip RTBG, mellow out on the longer runs for the next week or two, and re-evaluate for SLO.
Saturday morning I woke up really grouchy, not wanting to run at. all. But (after a lot of bitching…sorry Paul), out I trudged.
The weather was…great. And the run felt good. Almost easy.
So for now, we’re sticking with the plan. Sometimes flying solo isn’t a bad thing.
2 thoughts on “Flying Solo”
Hey! I never said I wouldn’t run it with you! I just haven’t trained. I flat out don’t have time…I am so impressed/proud/envious that you’re ready!
well, a.) “ready” is a strong word, and b.) it’s fine if you can’t. BACKSTROKAH!