Hey y’all, I don’t have a workout for you today. If that’s what you were expecting, I encourage you to head on over to my Workouts page and find one you haven’t completed yet. Or just do one of your faves over again. I’ll hopefully be back with a workout next week 🙂
I’ve reached a point in my training when I’m done. Spent. Thinking about running elicits a sigh. I’m tired of getting up early to run. I’m tired of planning my day on when I can squeeze in 3 or 5 miles, cross training and long runs. There are so many new things I want to try, but feel like I can’t because I don’t wan to injure myself or be too sore to complete my runs.
In addition, and I’ve mentioned this lightly, my right foot is being weird. From time to time, the muscles at the base of my arch (near the heel) feel like they are slowly shredding. (Think of when you have a handful of spaghetti & try to break it with both hands – that splintering? It’s the best analogy I have.) It doesn’t hurt when I run, it doesn’t hurt after I run. It doesn’t hurt in the morning. It doesn’t really hurt at all. It just feels….not right. So I’ve been taping it every day, supporting it with compression socks, and continuing on with my journey.
I’m less than a month away, I can do this. Yesterday, I had a really invigorating, pace-be-damned, misty spring morning run. It was glorious. It reminded me that while I have a time goal for this race that I should just be happy with finishing. (Finishing strong AND under my time goal would be ideal.) I just need to hang in for these last three weeks, trust my training, listen to my body, and know it will all be worth it in the end.