Alright, I admit it; I jumped the gun this morning.
After struggling with 5K on Saturday due to my sinus infection, I decided today was the perfect day for a long run.
Nope.
It was an awful idea.
Still recovering from my sinus infection I got up this morning, drank a protein smoothie, and organized my gear.
I headed out around 9 and was excited to knock out at least 21K. Instead I made it about 11.5K before I ran out of water, couldn't find a fountain, and kept struggling with breathing and fighting through mucus (gross, I know).
Luckily my boyfriend, equipped with water, saved me and drove me home.
I'm clearly frusterated. More than anything I want to be active and run for 3+ hours, and for the first time in my life I'm having trouble grasping the idea of taking it easy. Is it because I'm trying to hold myself to a "no excuses" mentality? Who knows.
I have some walking, cycling, yoga, and speed training mapped out for the rest of my week. The rest of this is lower key so hopefully I can push through without making things worse.
Luckily my boyfriend, equipped with water, saved me and drove me home.
I'm clearly frusterated. More than anything I want to be active and run for 3+ hours, and for the first time in my life I'm having trouble grasping the idea of taking it easy. Is it because I'm trying to hold myself to a "no excuses" mentality? Who knows.
I have some walking, cycling, yoga, and speed training mapped out for the rest of my week. The rest of this is lower key so hopefully I can push through without making things worse.
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