Well, here I am, sitting at my computer in my workout clothes – not working out (somehow this is happens too often).
I was mentally dreading the run I was planning on going on all morning. I haven’t run in a few days and I’ve been feeling super lazy and blob-like. You know, like when you dread wearing anything but the biggest pair of shorts or sweatpants you own because you are so blobby. Yeah, that.
I knew I should run today, but I just kept putting it off. I finally decided to don the running clothes when I realized, Uh, I can’t go on a run. I don’t have my car! The hubs car is in the shop and he took my car today. Duh.
Can I say that I am disappointed? Well, yeah because there are only 41 days until the half marathon and last week was a pretty pathetic week of training for me. I skipped my long run and just didn’t have a single “really good run” last week. So I am “slacking” in my head (or just being really hard on myself, but that’s how I justify my mindset).
Could I run down the street instead of dream about running at the peaceful pond I normally venture to? Sure, I could, but at this time of day (late morning) there are a lot of cars driving by and it’s hotter than running at the pond, which is mostly covered by trees.
I don’t like the thought of running next to traffic because of the danger of it and because of car exhaust/pollution. Running down the street is a lot less motivating and more distracting for me too. I also have to dodge trash cans and light poles. Super fun! Not.
So, I suppose I am left with good old Jillian Michaels DVDs (Killer Buns & Thighs, anyone?) and my apartment gym. Yes, I could run on a treadmill there, but that is about as effective as eating a candy bar on a diet.
Yeah, my “perfect morning run” dreams are long out the window. May I convince the hubs to go on an evening run with me tonight? I can only hope! Wish my training stems some luck this week!