I hate fitting my runs in but I love fitting my runs in at the same time. I know that sounds whacked but let me explain. I love getting a run in on a busy day. When I have many things to do I love fitting a 3 miler in because I feel accomplished. What I don’t like is squeezing it in. I don’t like thinking about finishing before I even get out the door. I don’t like rushing through it…THAT is what I don’t like. I don’t like leaving the house and running as quickly as I can just to get it done. That bothers me because then it becomes this chore instead of being my happy place which is what it has developed into for me. I like going out there, especially on a Sunday, and just thinking about how that is the only thing I wanted to accomplish for the day. I like being out there focused on my run, breathing and how I’m feeling rather than wishing it was done already. It takes the fun out of running for me. Today I have a family friend’s graduation to go to and I am making cupcakes. Here I sit waiting for them to cook so I can fill them and then frost them and THEN head out for some miles, whatever they may be. I could have gone first but then my mind would be racing to having enough time to finish before we leave. Mind you it’s 7 am and they are almost all finished cooking but the filling and frosting still needs to be done. To me, it still feels like a time crunch which will follow me out on the road even when they are done and ready to go. I’m weird like that but no matter, I’ll finish then go and be happy with the morning as it stands because that’s the best I can do today. Sometimes all you can do is shoot for outstanding but accept your best. That’s life.
PS: My Sunday run was the worst ever! 3 horrible miles that were done in one mile increments because I couldn’t breathe and my calves / shins were killing me. Sometimes even when you are looking forward to a run and everything else is done, it turns out badly and you just have to be grateful that it’s done and move on. I don’t have many of those runs / days but when I do I just remember that there are those out there who cannot do even what I did on a bad run. I have to remember that I am still better off than some people who can’t. So I am thankful for horrible runs for that very reason. They keep me appreciating my ability to still do what I love even when it’s not the best I have done.