While in Myrtle Beach, I ran once. The heat was unbearable, as Myrtle Beach is closer to hell, er, I mean the equator, and I just couldn’t find a time when I could step outside and not instantly start melting. Just from standing in place. So, I didn’t run…although I felt incredibly guilty about the whole thing.
The one night that I did run was rough. I couldn't complete the run, and ended up walking a lot more than I normally do. Also, while drivers in Sparta aren't always happy that they have to share the road with a runner, they don't want me dead. Drivers in Myrtle Beach seemed downright angry about the fact that someone was running on the side of their road and therefore that person needed some schoolin' 'bout how things are done in the South. I almost had to jump in a nearby pond when I swear I saw a woman swerve towards me as she passed. She may have been smiling.
So, I gave up the endeavor and surrendered to the Land O'Hush Puppy and vowed that I'd resume my running program when I returned home. Only I wasn't expecting it to get dark so early these days, and, at the risk of sounding like a broken record--the heat, mylanta, the heat--and therefore, here we are on Friday, four days after I've returned from vacation, and I've only run once.
I'm not giving up on the running. I'd be too proud to have to admit to you that I failed. Plus, I enjoy running. I especially enjoy talking about running. But, I'm just in a rut. I've had some very. big. things. happening in my life, things that I will be bringing up soon, and running just hasn't been a priority. But, I still have 3 sections of my program to complete, and the Turkey Trot is looming closer, and I think that I need just one ideal run to whip me back into shape. You know, just one run that's perfect: perfect weather, perfect time of day, perfect level of motivation, perfect amount of sleep the night before. I need a run that I enjoy immensely to remind me why I like doing this and why I want to keep it up.
I'm hoping to complete that run this weekend. So, wish me luck.
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