Oklahoma is weird.
It is December.
Christmas is in 8 days, and yesterday I ran along our lake in shorts and a tank top. Although it is beautiful weather, and I will probably be complaining when our cold front hits on Saturday, I couldn’t help but wish that it actually felt like Christmas time.
Saturday I am doing my first 8k and it is supposed to be about freezing at the start. I have done many 5k races and am registered for the half marathon in April, but have never done a distance longer than 3.1 miles.
A 10k sounds intimidating right now, so the 8k opportunity was pounced at, plus their shirts are real cute (isn’t that the real reason we all do these races anyways?)
Tomorrow I have 4 miles on the schedule and we are supposed to have beautiful weather once again.
Love hate relationship with that one.
One of my favorite movies of all time is Meet the Robinsons. Maybe that is my age showing, or just my love of all things Disney, but this movie has a great message to it.
I don’t really know what happened, but after two days of running less then my goal distance (mainly out of boredom) I went into tonight’s with a renewed sense of determination. I strictly told myself that it didn’t care how slow I went, I was getting through that whole run.
I ended up beating my PR for a 5k.
This was strange because I didn’t even feel like I was working during my run. I mean I was tired, but it wasn’t like I had more fatigue even though my pace was higher. I really just sat back into my stride and kept going.
I think those nights are great, especially during training because now I have even more motivation to keep up whatever I am trying to accomplish.
If you have a bad run or two, put it in the past and in the words of Walt Disney,
Keep moving forward.
Last Thursday basically the whole eastern part of the country got pummeled by an ice storm and it seems to want to hang out for a while.
We got about 2 inches of sleet and over 6 inches of snow. For Oklahoma, that’s killer. My car wouldn’t move for 3 days.
The real downer of all of this is that it put a dent in my half marathon training. The schedule I am on is a 20 week plan so that I have more than enough time to adapt and two extra weeks before the race, but it hurts the high when I don’t get my Thursday, Saturday, or Sunday run.
Today I actually was able to get out and tried running on the treadmill but it isn’t the same. I think that this is one of the mental tests of training and a wake up call that regardless of how perfectly we try to plan things, they end up messed up anyways.
Our campus was pretty beautiful with the snow though, so as soon as the sidewalks are clear I’m getting my cabin fever butt back out on the actual streets for training even in the freezing weather.
Ecclesiasties 11:4 “If you wait for perfect conditions, you will never get anything done.”