Hope you’ve had a wonderful weekend. I have to say the last few weeks from running has been tough. For some reason, I would hit the wall with only a couple of miles in. Going back to my long runs has seemed to be an impossible task. I’ve never talked about it in the blog but I started feeling like I was not loving running anymore. I even started doubting about myself as a runner. My heart was starting to break into little peaces.
Actually, the story I told on my previous post has a lot to do with how I was feeling. It was basically to remind myself that even if I was in a very bad shape, I could still call myself a runner.
But it wasn’t really until I read a post from Janae from The Hungry Runner Girl, where she asked her readers how often do we think about running while we are running. I remember realizing that I think about running when I’m running ALL THE TIME. It’s almost like a bizarre obsession.
So, imagine going on a easy run (not a speed run or a race) being obsessed with the distance, the pace, the heat, everything. If you had to do that for an hour straight, wouldn’t you be mentally drained by the end of the run? I think that’s exactly what was happening to me. I was getting mentally drained and cut my runs short.
Yesterday I went out with the aim of doing a 6 mile run at 5:00 pm. By judging on how I’ve been feeling the last few weeks, I started having serious doubts I could complete it. But went ahead and tried it anyways.
By mile 2 I was this close to give up, and then realized I was thinking too much about running and that was making my run harder. So I started thinking about other stuff, and suddenly I was one mile away from finishing my 6 mile run. I happily finished on a huge runners’ high, which hadn’t feel in a while. This run helped me remember why I fell in love with running: because in the middle of adversities, I’m capable of doing things I thought were impossible.
So there you have it. Because I had a rough week with running, my mileage wasn’t what I originally aimed for. However, a bad run is always better than not running at all. This is my last week recap:
Monday: Core and abs strength training. I was still sore from the weekend run.
Tuesday: 3 Miles.
Wednesday: 3 treadmill miles followed by lower body strength training.
Thursday: Unplanned rest. I was fatigued.
Friday: Another unplanned rest. Had a crazy day at work.
Saturday: 2.52 outdoor miles. Had to cut this run short due to my upset stomach.
Sunday: 6 outdoors miles.
Days of running: 4.
Total miles for the week: 14.54.
FROM FAT TO THE FINISH LINE DOCUMENTARY REVIEW.
I’ve been watching Netflix documentaries like crazy lately, and my favorite so far has been “From Fat to the Finish Line.” Is the story about a group of 12 people who are racing a 200 mile relay from Miami to Key West. The race is called the Key West Ragnar, and many of the legs were held at my neighborhood and my favorite park <3. Besides from that, It really touched me how these people took the decision of overcoming their overweight problems, and sticking to running as a lifestyle.
From Fat to the Finish Line shows the reality of being a runner. Not only the rewards and the good things, but also the not so go things. Like hitting the wall, having to bear with the heat of Miami, and facing your fears like running near to the alligators. See? I AM NOT THE ONLY ONE SCARED OF ALLIGATORS.
I definitely had a blast watching this!
So tell me, have you ever been through a rough patch with running?
Any documentary recommendations?
What was the highlight of your weekend? Mine was certainly falling in love again with running.