Fortunately, this winter has been a mild one so I have been able to run outdoors pretty frequently. However, these last few weeks have been a bit cooler than usual. Due to the change in the weather, I got a tiny case of the sniffles. I am definitely not the type of person to workout while sick so I spent a lot of time complaining, blowing my nose, and drinking all the vitamin C packets in the world.
On Tuesday, I decided to go back out for a run after a week of not running. It was coooold like (35 degrees), and I was still a little sick but I decided to just get the run out of the way.
As soon as I took the first steps of the run I knew that I was not going to have a good time. I was in a slightly negative mood; I felt stiff and I just wanted to crawl into bed.
Instead of enjoying the beautiful lake around which I was running and the company of my awesome running buddy I was running in my own funk. I made it a mile before I stopped to walk/sit on a bench and sulk.
Thankfully, I have the most encouraging running partner ever. It’s one thing to be in a crappy mood alone, but I felt bad that I was basically being negative in the company of another person. After a short break, I attempted to run another 1/2 mile before calling it quits on the whole running deal.
We ended up just walking the rest of the loop around the lake and I had a much better time.
I was struggling with the fact that I was having a horrible time with the run from the very beginning. It’s supposed to get harder as you keep running. However, 85% of the time I have fun while running!!
Also, I should have expected that the run would be difficult since I was still slightly sick. I usually love running with a buddy and with beautiful views but it was just not working for me and instead of pushing it I decided to just enjoy a rather chilly walk.
It was so cold that it was HAILING on us towards the end of the walk, we thought we would never make it back to the car.
Basically, the point of this post is that I went for a run, and I was a huge baby about it so I walked home.
The End.
I love the end of this post!”Basically, the point of this post is that I went for a run, and I was a huge baby about it so I walked home.” Haha! Too funny!
Don’t forget you still lapped everyone on the couch!
Haha thank Jenn! I sure did!
Good job getting out on that run. Your photos are beautiful. And I don’t know if this is really late but I’m LOVING Your blog design. It’s crazy cute and fancy.
I am glad you like the blog design. My mom hates it ;)