two weeks of not running in a nutshell
[day 19]
hatred level: no, just no.
I really should just rename my blog to “how to not learn how to run because you party too much”. Because really, I just suck at this. Last weekend I drank way too much two nights in a row and killed my feet. Which leads me to this question: how the fuck do whores and strippers deal with wearing super high heels all the time? I wore mine on Saturday night and my feet still hurt like hell and it’s Monday. I was on my feet for eight hours in four inch heels and I still don’t have the feeling back in a few of my toes. And running was like slamming my feet into a bunch of nails. Needless to say, I really didn’t run that far, gave up, and hobbled back home.
and then I quit running for a week… and then I bought new shoes, but still didn’t run…
[day 20]
hatred level: the highest
I’m back to square one. Taking a week off running was like the worst idea ever. Nothing I can do about it now but start over. Today was miserable, just like my allergies. Just when I thought I was getting into it I was overwhelmed by a sneezing fit and had to use my shirt as a kleenex. Sexy, no? It really sucked because I like my new running shoes. Which also made it suck because I ran faster because my feet didn’t hurt. And that wore me out. Which was a beat down because I felt like all the progress I’ve made was nullified by not running for a week. So, yeah, fuck.
and then I quit running for another week because I felt like shit and also I’m smart like that…
[day 21]
There’s is not hate today, just the thought of “what the fuck is wrong with me?
So it’s less than a week until I run a 5k and I can run 2 fucking miles. Gee, I wonder if that has anything to do with all my partying like a has been rock star and not running. And because I’m so fucking committed to all this running I signed up to do another 5k on Thanksgiving. The irony is not lost on me.
I haven’t consistently run in a month. Oh except last week when I died doing 2.5 miles. Yeah, good times. NO NO IT WASN’T.
I hate and love running. Love the clothes hate the running, love the feel afterwards.
You will be fine for your 5k. The excitement of the race and people cheering you on will keep you going. And if you have to walk a little, who cares?! You did it, and that’s more than many can say
| Posted 3 months, 2 weeks agoI hate the very idea of running. There are times while I’m doing it that I don’t exactly hate it. But it’s best when you’re drinking a post-run beer!
Thanks for your words of encouragement. But we shall have to see how two miles of misery translates into 3.2 miles…
| Posted 3 months, 2 weeks agoThat’s why I cycle. You can go farther faster and if you stop for coffee and a smoke, no biggie.
| Posted 3 months, 2 weeks agohahahaha! I’ll keep that in mind!
| Posted 3 months, 2 weeks agoI haven’t partied like a rock star but stopped running, too. At least you have a valid excuse other than laziness. Also, running sucks, drinking and dancing does not.
When I pick it back up (hopefully Friday after my reno’d gym reopens) I’m going to go from Week 5 where I left off and salvage it. Forget quitting, lets just call it pausing
| Posted 3 months, 2 weeks agoI’m going to suck ass on sunday and then I’m going to suck ass again on thanksgiving and then I’m going to suck ass at training for a 10k.
I’m never going to learn am I?
| Posted 3 months, 2 weeks ago