Yes, I've been MIA for a while. If you've read any of my most recent posts, you know I've been in a funk and don't have much gusto when it comes to running these days.
But this weekend, something happened. My BF had surgery on Thursday (minor, no worries). He has been in recovery-mode for the past four days, and I have been in nurse-mode, taking care of his every need. He's been a pretty good patient and I can't complain too much. What I can confidently say, however, is that being cooped up in a house with someone - ANYONE - no matter how much you love them, for four days straight with nothing to do is enough to drive a woman off the edge.
So, out of sheer desperation for a change of scenery, I went for a run yesterday morning. I waited a little too long - by 10 a.m., the time I left, the sun was already hot, and it exhausted me pretty quickly. But, after more than a two-week hiadus from running, I still managed 3.5 miles, more or less. That included some walk breaks, but oh well.
I'm hoping that little run is just what I needed to jolt myself back into a regular schedule. I will say this: it felt really, really good to be active again. I just need to remember that feeling every time I feel like skipping out on a run. No matter how much I try to tell myself otherwise, running feels much better than sitting on the couch with my hand in a bag full of sinful food.
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Managing 3.5 at that time of day in that kidn of heat is quite the accomplishment, so good work! Glad to see you're back to posting!
the post run euphoria is great! if only they could bottle it!
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