Which was bad.
I’d booked
five hours in the saddle over the past weekend.
My plan is to practice Monday's and Friday's. Monday's to free up the tightness, Friday's to prepare for the rides.
I’m currently training for the Enbridge Ride to Conquer Cancer (cycling 160km a day times two).
My plan is to practice Monday's and Friday's. Monday's to free up the tightness, Friday's to prepare for the rides.
I’m currently training for the Enbridge Ride to Conquer Cancer (cycling 160km a day times two).
Sometimes
time can be our enemy.
Same with
sleep. We need it. But getting it, is another matter.
Today I got a long run in. First time in a while.
Today I got a long run in. First time in a while.
It was
pouring rain. I could of chosen not to go, but instead I geared up and headed
out.
Not
thinking of anything other then, “At least I’m doing it!” I struggled on.
Running has
always been in my life. I love it.
But past injuries like a nagging Achilles injury and snapped Soleus slowed me down.
But past injuries like a nagging Achilles injury and snapped Soleus slowed me down.
My goal some day is
to run a half marathon.
I’m at my
mum’s this weekend (hence no riding) so my route is one I did when I was twenty pounds lighter (sad, but true - really).
Festering
in the wind and the rain, I carefully chose my steps in the grass along the
waterfront. All the while saying to myself, “I’m so grateful I can run.”
There comes a point when you haven’t been doing something for a while when your body quickly reminds you of your age.
There comes a point when you haven’t been doing something for a while when your body quickly reminds you of your age.
I felt
it.
Then I chuckled to myself. Consistency
with running hasn’t been key as of late.
Once the
week before. This would be my second time this week.
In the damp
I kept telling myself. “I am getting there.”
The first
hill came. I shortened my stride and stepped in as best I could. Slow.
Get home
injury free - the goal.
Then came the time when it felt like I was getting past my comfort zone. To my delight the
sky opened up. Not for more rain. For the endorphin rush.
That’s what
it’s all about!
Why we get
addicted to running, or any other sport for that matter.
Once you’re
edging past your comfort zone a whole new set of emotions floods in. And as long
as the body is following the mind. You’re OK.
Work out time.
The best.
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