First of all, thank you all so very much for your condolences on my last post and for sharing the things that make your day and life better. It cheered me up very much!
On to other things…
Most days, I really love running. Truly. And even if I’m not really feeling the run at the time, I can count on one hand the times that I have regretted a run. That being said, running is not easy for me. I’m not really a graceful gazelle. I’m a little more like the infamous Moon Moon.
So after a very long day yesterday, the last thing that I wanted to do at 7 pm was head out the door for a 6 mile run. Yes, I should have run earlier in the day, but I had been up and moving since 6 am and I really didn’t want to wake up at 4:30 am for a run.
I have learned a small mind trick though to help the whiny voice in my head. This is what my mind sounds like on runs like this:
Okay, I’m in the zone now! One mile down, five more to go. Which is really four miles and change. And I can do four miles. Four miles is easy. Four miles is almost half way. That’s “barely” more than a 5K and I love 5K races*.
*ten…ish minutes later*
Woohoo! Only three more to go. And really it’s only two and change. That’s nothing. It’s a stroll in the park. That’s only one mile almost and I can certainly do one mile.
*more time passes*
Why isn’t this run over yet!?! I had a mile to go ten minutes ago and now I have two miles!?! Well, that’s almost a mile. Almost home. Just. Have. To. Get. Home.
Last. Mile. I can do less that a mile. That’s nothing. I have to run almost a mile to get home anyways. Oh and I have dinner waiting at home. Sprint, girl! Sprint for dinner!
I’m very happy that no one can hear the inside of my head because I think they would have smacked me around four minutes into my run. Overall, it was a great run. I kept up a good pace and finished strong. Sometimes it’s the little victories in life…like getting in your six mile run on a random Wednesday.
Am I crazy or does anyone else these play mind games on runs???