I wouldn’t say I’ve lost my mojo for running quite yet… I’m still up for it…but something odd is happening where I’m not so up for running as I usually am. Come rain or shine, I more often than not, stick to my training plan and get out for my runs. But not recently.
A 12 mile run turned into an 11 mile run. A 27 mile week turned into a 20 mile week. A 16 mile long run got put off once, then twice. That’s what I was going to do this weekend. I had planned it for Saturday morning… a 16 mile route along 3/5th of the Glasgow Marathon route. But when Saturday morning came around I decided a lie in and a rest day were more required. I could do it on Sunday before Kaizen Run Club.
The reasons for putting it off were almost endless:
It was cold, dark and wet outside.
I’d run a fast 5.5 miles the previous day which knocked me a bit.
I wanted to spend time with Fit Girl.
I’d only had one rest day this week.
My body was sore from strength training (back, lats, abs)
I ‘needed’ (not really) to dye my hair.
So, Fit Girl went out for her 7 mile run, and I lay and snoozed for an hour before getting up. I had a good restful day and got up at 7am on Sunday morning to go out for my 16 mile / 2.5 hr run. Porridge, water, layered up, water pack, waterproof windproof gillet on, music on, cap on, gloves on. Garmin ready. I was ready.
Then I got to the bottom of the close stairs, and at the front door I looked out. It was raining, sleeting perhaps even. It was clearly FREEZING outside…well what did I expect for February? I hesitated. And thought to myself…nah, I don’t want to go out in that. All of a sudden the hour of getting up and eating, dressing and getting ready, didn’t matter at all. I could easily see myself getting back to bed.
I thought, just try it, just step outside, and feel how (not) cold it is. I’ve done this thousands of times, crossed the front door and realised that it’s not as bad as it looks. Then half an hour into the run, I’m so glad I went out. Well, I went out. Looked right, then looked left. The wind blew at me, the rain past me. And I saw a man out running in shorts and tshirt in the distance. I thought to myself – crazy bastard. And at that point I turned back around to go straight back in and up to bed gain.
No 16 miles for me this weekend. It’s funny how your mind works. I’m still going to take Kaizen Run Club at 1030am, and to see my sister later for a ‘walk around a park’, but at least I won’t have forced myself to be out in the cold and wet for 2.5 hrs for a long run. I can do it another time and change my training plan to suit.
Anyway, I thought I’d share that with you all, as I might well have misplaced my mojo, but I’m sure it will come right back at me with a bang soon. 🙂