El tortuga and the woes of gravity
That was painful. 9 days since my last run. Laid out by the flu for an entire week. Full of anxiety this morning as I dressed for my run. I started briskly. I felt light on my feet, my legs felt great, my lungs were.... strained, but seemed healthy considering they had been flu ridden for the past week.
I was, frankly, amazed that I felt so good.
I felt good for about two and a half miles and then the tank started to empty real fast. I made it just over another mile and then had to stop. I was a little bummed, but I need to put this into some sort of context. If I run a 5K four times a week I will be in great shape. Also, i'm coming off of a flu and it's hard to start again. For now I just need to get out there, four days a week, and do what I can.
Patience is key.
I want to consider whether or not it will be necessary for me to focus on distance. On pushing myself to and past a limit. If I run so far that I cannot run the next day... is that too far? I want to run my 10K next month. I want to build up to a half marathon. Will I need to run farther? Can I be healthiest running less? Or am I just developing excuses?
These are important questions.
Ok. I'm tired. Buh-Bye.
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