I WENT FOR A RUN THIS WEEKEND!!!
Woo fricking hoo!
Saturday was a great day for running but I had a ton of stuff to do. Took the boys to the community center to play, then to Target for birthday presents for their friend, then back home. I dropped them off with my husband and really and truly just wanted to stay there and take a nap. I even found myself laying down on the chaise and closing my eyes. No Meg! I forced myself to get up and get dressed and run.
Why does the first mile of a run suck so damn much? At .75 miles I was read to turn around and go back home. I made myself keep going just so I could get past the "running sucks this is the worst why do I do this" feeling. I ended up with four miles plus negative splits!
I survived the weekend which felt too jam packed and too short all at the same time. How does that happen? Five seconds ago it felt like it was Friday and now it's Monday morning and I'm exhausted. Sheesh.
Now, everyone keep your fingers and toes crossed this week goes better than last week!