i bit off more than i could chew this morning. i felt so good on the bike, i decided to push it on my run. i felt really good for a short time then started to feel awful.
i tried my best for fifteen minutes or so to push through the suffering, but i finally gave in to the urge to stop and walk. i picked a landmark a little way up the road and started running when i reached it.
my second running section was not long. at twenty-one minutes i stopped to walk again. the energy i felt in the saddle earlier was gone. breakfast was not supplying what i needed. i once again chose a landmark and reluctantly forced myself to run again.
i thought i could make it back to the edge of town on this third run, but my will gave out again a short time later. at minute 27 i slowed to a walk once more. ugh! i felt as un-wonderful as i have ever felt. i walked all the way to the south city limits and started to run again. this time i was determined to run to the finish line.
from the edge of town to my house is just a smidge less than a mile. i made it all the way without another "i'm too tired to keep going" moment. i ran - slowly - to the corner of pine and vine before stopping for good.
i am so glad that every day's run is not like this day's was. i'd have quit weeks ago. grrrr.
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