Yesterday was a particularly rough day. It was one of those days where you know that a good run is “better than therapy”. One of those days where you would barely get out of the door with your running gear on before you are off running as hard as you can just to get the junk out of your head.
For me, yesterday was a day of frustration. Yes, the day was difficult, but the frustrating part of the day was the fact I can’t run until Friday.
I could have set a PR. I could have run so hard and so long. I could have run off the day. I could have saved my mind and my body a lot of stress if I could just have gone for a run.
I walked for hours.
I walked along highways with no shoulders. At times I was inches from cars on a two lane road. I had to leave the neighborhood and there aren’t many areas to walk nearby and I didn’t want to drive somewhere. I was careful though and most of the time stayed a few feet from the traffic. Cars were considerate and moved over for me when they could. At one point I slipped on pine straw, but I caught myself and was fine.
Finally after miles of walking I headed home. This walk helped. I’m glad I could walk and I am thankful I am in shape. I had no fear of doing “too much”. I just walked off my day.
I miss my running. I think some of my problems from the day was the fact I haven’t really run much in the past month. I was hurt the week before my marathon so I didn’t run. I was too sore to run (or even walk) the week after my marathon. Now I had to take a week off for other reasons. I guess I’m having endorphin withdrawal. 🙂
Tomorrow my hiatus from running is over. I can run as much as I want. I already have a 6 mile run planned with my friend Neill on Saturday. I’m looking forward to that.
We take so much for granted in this life. I never knew how much of my mental well-being was tied up in running. I never knew until yesterday how much I NEED running. I have been transformed into a runner and I cannot go back.