I took my rest day today. I knew last night that I wouldn't be headed to the gym before dawn this Wednesday morning. I believe it was a 6 consecutive day stretch of runs, but it felt good the entire time. It felt good until last night when I realized this morning would be the one I needed to skip out on. I guess I shouldn't think of it as skipping out...I'll need to keep working on that attitude. It was better not to think and plan it out but to listen to what I needed to hear physically instead. I know that already and I should try harder to remember it for future reference.
So now it is more than half way through this month and I knew if I was going to hit the gym instead of running outdoors my 100 miles a month would need to be adjusted downward. My stats were looking like this:
April 109 miles
May 102 miles
June 70 miles
So far for July I have 43 miles. I don't think that is so bad considering when I go to the gym I hit 3 miles max. Actually, none of it is bad and I need to dash that attitude again. It's all good (try to remember that)! Who else does that? It doesn't matter. I'm not someone else. Surely not.
I heard a song lyric that said, "It's not about the miles but about the love." It had nothing to do with running. It didn't matter.
Where was I going with this? I guess I needed a rest day more than I realized.
TT
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