Yesterday, most of my day was spent cleaning and doing laundry. I did, however, manage to squeeze in a tiny little 2 mile run. I knew I wanted to get something in but just didn't have a lot of time. Unfortunately, the run was just kind of "blah." It wasn't an awful run but I wasn't really feeling it and for some reason I just wanted it to be over. I really hate those kind of runs.
After my run, it was back to motherly and wifely duties of cooking and cleaning, with some more laundry thrown in. With all I got done, I was able to sit down and relax for a little while. That doesn't happen very often for me.
Last night a friend of mine, told me about how her and another friend are trying to learn to do splits by doing a series of stretches twice a day for 2 weeks. I've always wanted to be able to do a split and I don't know if I'll be doing a full split by the end or not but I figured, why not, I'll try it. Last night I found out how truly awful at them I really am. I have a long way to go. haha! I'm sharing the workout below if you're interested. And if you are, let me know how you do. I can already tell you these ladies are much better than I am. lol
This morning, the stretches were a tiny bit better, and I mean just a tiny bit, but they still hurt some. I've got one more round to do tonight which I'll be doing here shortly.
I also got my run in early this morning, instead of in the afternoon, like I normally do. TJ had a few things at the school he wanted to get done, so I headed out for my run around 7:15 this morning. I was going for my longest run ever, 5 miles.
And judging by the title of this post, you can say it's pretty safe, I accomplished that goal. It was chilly when I started, so I left with a long sleeve shirt. Soon into that run I realized I should have just toughed it out and ran without it until I warmed up. I definitely didn't need it. I was feeling good and my pace wasn't bad. There were a few points where I wanted to stop to walk but I kept telling myself I would go just a little bit longer and then see how I was. I did that a few times and then at one point, I just felt I needed to walk. I was abit bummed and disappointed but honestly not devastated. I know it happens and I'll get better, but I still wished I hadn't stopped to walk, even though it was a very short walk break. Looking back at the run now, I know if I had just pushed myself a little harder, I could have ran the whole way. My mind was just messing with me.
Have you had one of those runs where you just feel "blah?" How did you break out that funk?