Where’s my wagon again?

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Let’s be frank, I’ve sort’ve lost the running vibe completely. Believe me I’ve tried: had my kit ready for a morning run, planned the distances, threatened to go to time trials, tweeted about going for a run. But I haven’t felt like it at all. At all.

But I got home tonight and felt all funny in my own skin and I think the reason is that I haven’t been running. You know that feeling when your skin feels too tight and you’ve got silly energy even though you’re mentally exhausted from work? I’m pretty sure the only solution is going for a run.

Luckily, and by some miracle, I haven’t put on weight. But I think maybe it would’ve been better if I had, because that would’ve motivated to get out and at least do some sort of pathetic jog. I’ve managed to keep up my strength training at the very least, but what’s two hours a week against the onslaught of food and wine and laze that I’ve subjected myself to over the past few weeks? I actually panted after walking up three flights of stairs today. Pathetic.

I’ve planned and packed meals for tomorrow, laid out the running kit, and am going to take Runner’s World with me to bed tonight and sleep with it under my pillow for REM inspiration. Wish me luck team, because the alternative is me shutting this blog down…

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