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April 24, 2008

SOME DAYS YOU JUST HAVE TO KICK YOUR OWN BUTT

Today was one of those days.

I came home from work feeling quite lazy. I had lunch and took a nap. I'm not sure why I took a nap. I guess it was because I needed to run some intervals, do some laundry, or clean the house. And if I was sleeping, it would be a good enough excuse as to why none of that got done.

I woke up from my 30 minute nap feeling horrible. For starters my back hurt (that may or may not have something to do with Coach Double W's Crazy Eights). And I felt horrible because I knew I needed to run, but crap, I just didn't feel like it. I finally convinced myself that if I just got out and ran to Wesleyan and back (a measley 2 miles) that I would stop making myself do intervals, because, really, isn't that the part that I hate the most about running?

So, before my mind could change itself, I got my running clothes on and headed out the door. For 2 whole stinking miles.

The day is beautiful. If you are not fortunate enough to live in this part of the country, I feel sorry for you. Big puffy white clouds with an endless sea of blue behind it. I'm guessing it's about 80 degrees. Just a gorgeous day to be doing anything outside. So, I'm running to Bono telling me it's a beautiful day, and I'm totally agreeing with him. And then he starts singing to me about being stuck in a moment you can't leave behind. It all of a sudden hit me that I'm stuck in this moment of not progressing at running. And I just can't leave it behind. At the very moment where I think all is right with the world of running, I totally sabatoge my progress by not running at all. It was like Bono had been there all along trying to encourage me to run and be fast and stop being so lazy....yet at the same time, it was like I had heard it for the first time. Oh, the motivation! By the time Bono was through telling me how great and wonderful everything would be if I could just get past this moment that so needs to be left behihnd, I was at Wesleyan.

And I decided to keep going. Down to the crushed gravel track that I've never been to before. And once I got down there (already at 1.61 miles) I figured I'd run a couple of intervals keeping in mind what Coach W (that's you Walt) had said: keep it a 2:10 pace with a 3:30 rest in between. I could certainly do 2 of those! And two I did! And two more! And two more! For a total of 6 x 400s at a "roughly" 2:10 pace (I think running on a different surface slowed me down a bit) with a 3:00 (not 3:30) rest. If I had of had some water with me I probably could have done more! Besides actually doing what I had not set out to do, the best part of the run was that I tucked my headphones in my bra strap on each side, so that I would have little speakers on my shoulders (I know! What a cool idea!). So, as I listened to Bono talk about New York New York, I could other cool noises around me such as the crunch crunch crunch of my shoes over the crushed gravel. The crunch crunch crunch reminded me of the noises I heard while watching the Badwater 135 movie last week, which was sortof cool in itself.

I finally felt like I had released myself from that stuck moment. And it felt wonderful. I did a slow and easy run back thinking I wish I could keep this positive "I can do anything" attitude forever. I got home, ran to the top of the driveway, passed Troy who probably thought I was crazy, as I ran into the backyard and around the perimeter of the yard to get an even 6 miles in (the obsessive compulsive-perfectionist-over achiever-accountant in me hates to record an uneven amount of miles.)

And that my friends, is how you kick your own butt!





Oh, to answer a few questions:

1. Yes, I do go to work, but I work ALOT from home. Ahhhhh, the joys of teleworking :)

2. I watch all those cool shows (referenced in yesterdays post) on Versus (VS). I TIVO anything that is running, cycling, or triathlon.

3. The speeding tips are coming from Coach W (that's you again Walt). He's got some really great advice that seems to be working!

4. No, things haven't slowed down, but I'll manage.

5. Jim, my hopes are that by the time I'm 48 I'll have this life thing figured out alot better than I do at 31.83.

This weekend is Scott and Justice's wedding and I can't wait! 3 whole days without a care in the world. What could be better than that?? I plan on getting a run in on Saturday morning...I figure Calloway will be a great place to run :)

Have a great weekend!

6 comments:

Firefly's Running said...

Nice job!

Sandra said...

Dear Homo Mofo (I don't know why I'm calling you that, it just rolls off my tongue) . . . I feel sorry for you that you can take a nap and it was poopy (that's a PG13word). But hells bells we are going to the wedding of the century and will have a great weekend! You can give me a shot. And I'll rub my foot on you. Party on Amy!

leora's blog said...

wow. To someone like me, you being able to get out of the stuck mindset on your own on the spot of the stuckness is one of the most amazing gifts I would trade all my diamonds for. The thing about the best gifts people have is that they don't really know they have them until someone points it out. Which means they aren't gifts at all, its just youness!

*jen* said...

Hey, I just found you through another blog, it's good stuff. Great job on your workout! I've been having way too many of those "I don't want to run today" days. It's so frustrating. Congrats on getting yourself out of that funk. :)

Sam M said...

Amy,

Your Blog this day is very timely. Robin is going through the same thing. At least your aware and still moving. Enjoy those naps, we did when we were your age. Then kids come, and naps are bye-bye :)
Sam

Stefanie said...

Woo hoo for Amy. You rock! I am very proud of you and all that you have accomplished. One day I hope to be fast like you!