I am training again for my half marathon at the end of May. Some days running is just easy. Some days it takes everything I have to walk two steps. On Saturday I had to run 4 miles (6.4km). This is a piece of cake run for me usually. I don’t have to really think about food (before, during or after) or even bring a water bottle. I basically just have to put my shoes on and go.
This Saturday it pretty much felt like I would be running a full marathon. I COULD NOT get my head into this run. I thought I would die before I completed it. I procrastinated until mid-afternoon and then literally dragged myself downstairs to the treadmill. I fired up an episode of Angel which usually is all the inspiration I need. I then hauled myself up onto the treadmill and ran. By ran, I mean I did the physical motion while my mind screamed at me and kept telling me to stop. I felt like the run would NEVER EVER end.
When I finally finished the run, I felt like I had completed a half marathon and needed to go store up some energy and recover. Seriously, I ran 6.5 km. This was not normal behaviour. I think sometimes my mental run is WAY harder than the physical run 🙂
I was happy to have done it though…tonight I have to run 3.2 km (2 miles)…wonder how it will go?