bad run today. started out with a goal of 45 minutes, miniscule in comparison with Saturday's 2 hour run. i got about 20 minutes into it when i realized that i hadn't had a full meal in nearly 20 hours. no fuel = no running.
i'm a huge believer in running being a mental battle, so i continued to tell myself to push through, draw on reserves, i could do this...i couldn't. with nearly 3 miles to travel to get back to my car, i stopped to walk.
this is the point i wished i had dry-weave clothing, b/c all my sweaty clothes began to chill in the 40 degree air and i began to freeze. i'm a huge "all or nothing" kinda person, which usually translates to me beating myself up when i can't do something to the extent i want/expect to. so all the way back, i struggled with being ok just walking. i even tried to job, but my body wasn't having any of it. i had to admit defeat.
i sprinted the last half-mile, desperate to get to my car and out of the cold. bigger mistake...my sugar dropped, my energy was depleted. i had to get fast food and sit in a tub of hot water and then nap just to recover....
too often, i want to use/abuse my body like it's a machine. at some point, there has to be a line drawn b/w discipline and rigidity, "staying the course" and stopping to rest. i have to be able to figure out what's really important....
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