As an antidote, my new mantra is "shut up and just do it." Make a plan. Don't second guess it. If something comes up deal with it then and don't worry about. And when not running, don't think about running. Sounds simple, but (perhaps, sadly) it's taken some work to improve. But, I think I might make it through the winter tear-free. I'll keep you posted!
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Winter training can really get you down, man. I decided it's because it takes so much extra thought between finding a good surface to run on when it's snowy and icy, to having to pack 900 extra clothing items in the gym bag, to figuring out when to squeeze in a run before (or after) it's dark, to stressing about the crappy tv available during your planned treadmill run. And even if you think you found a route with good footing, you might be wrong and end up shuffling for miles through slush and ice. Or you might forget your bra while remembering your fleece headband. Or that one hour window might get eaten up by kid or work responsibilities. Or the tv might crap out and you're stuck staring at the wall for 8 miles. All this need for thinking leads to more thinking and then worrying and then by mid-January the winter is just wearing you down. And by February you are counting down the minutes until March. And then in March if it snows the night before your long run you just break down and cry! (At least I have!)
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Sorry I've been M.I.A. I'm teaching again. The semester started on Tuesday. That means I have very little time to blog. If you want to keep tabs on my training you can view my log here.
In the meantime, my new goal is to balance training with teaching, mothering, surviving, etc. This week has already been a challenge. On Monday #2 would not go back to sleep and the clock was ticking and I was losing my morning window to get my run in. I gave up and brought her to the basement to play while I ran before 6 A.M. She was doing well, but she started to get tired around mile 5 so I just switched my planned 6 for Wednesday's planned 5. Then Tuesday I barely got in my 7 mile fartlek in before heading to pick up the kids on time and then Wednesday peanut was whining with 2 miles to go. I had to hope he'd go back to sleep, but of course I was regretting switching my shorter run to Monday! Now today my babysitter needs me about half an hour early so I doubt I'm getting in all of my planned 7.5 half-marathon paced workout in. Normally, this would drive me batty and make me horribly cranky, but I have accepted that this is life. If I can run at all and get most of my miles and workouts in, I will be happy. Promise!
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