I signed up for the Fleet Feet Racing Team and enjoyed my 1st outdoor speed workout in probably over a year and felt really fantastic running some 600's with the group even with some serious sniffles. But the plague already had me in its grip. After taking off 4 running days this week (and one sick day at work) I ended up running another measly 20 miles for this week.
The past 10 weeks of training went by in a flash.I mean at this point, I'm more concerned with being injury free, healthy, and happy than OMG MUST CHASE THE NEXT RACE, PR, or WHATEVER. I usually never get sick, so this threw me for a loop in my "plan all the thingz" mentality. I was on the 26.2 high post Knoxville, starting to think of a tentative buildup in my training and subsequently what my next move would be this spring only to be humbled again Because, the "plague." Or should I say "smart" since I surely don't want to end up on the Injured Reserve List and purposely took off each of those 4 days to ensure I was recovering properly, because the "plague."
Seeing him happy melts my heart.
And sure, I love PRs and the thrill of the race, but nothing beats a run with my pup and seeing him super happy. But in the most basic sense, I really just love running.
And for as long as I am able, I do intend to push myself and train for PRs... Because it is important for me to continue to get better at life. I love the challenge of pushing myself beyond what I thought was possible and hitting new milestones and growth whether it be in running, my relationships, work, everything.
When I was training I forced myself to write training logs not only because I enjoy going back to read them, but because writing consistently makes me a better writer. (Kind of like running consistently with quality miles will make you a better runner. Duh.) But now that I'm not training for anything specific, it's like "what the eff do I write about now?"
Currently, spending quality time with my family and pup and doing well professionally are taking precedence over Xaarlin.com Perhaps just writing this post (and forcing out a few more) will bring back the creative writing juices?
I loved this "outtake" from our photo sesh today. Matching stride for stride with CB.