Long time no talk, right?! Last week I had intentions to blog….well at least one or two intentions, but then life got busy and it just wasn’t gonna happen. No sense in forcing some half assed rambling content on to your browser screens. Unless you view all of my posts as half assed rambling content, in which I apologize 🙂
But anyway, I have some news for you — running and I are going through a rocky patch of our relationship and we’re taking a break. We’ve only hung out for 2 miles in the past 2.5 weeks, and the most shocking part is I couldn’t be happier about it.
Last Monday I joined a boot camp with 2 friends and it has been such an amazing change of pace after almost 2 years of only running. I’m so sore and I love it. We’ve been doing lunges and squats and stairs and pushups and everything else that brings on some serious, but very welcomed pain.
These stairs have tortured my body for 45 minutes twice in the past 5 days
and I’m not mad about it one bit.
It was actually while running these stairs I did my soul searching and had an epiphany about why I am currently anti-running. It actually coincides with a lot of aspects of my life, including my inability to date anyone longer than 2 months, which is my natural instinct to drop everything and move on when the going gets a little tough. I subconsciously find reasons to move away, rather than fight through it and see what’s on the other side, and after my horrendous experience at the San Diego Half Marathon I have thrown all the blame on running. Clearly my minimal fuel and lack of hill training had nothing to do with it because god forbid I be the problem. Instead I just send running to the curb and claim to hate it.
This being said, I do need to figure out a way to break down this wall I’ve built up against running. It has opened new fitness door for me and I am currently loving my boot camping, but I also have 2 half marathons coming up in the next two months and it’d be nice to not collapse during them.
So the current dilemma — the next half marathon is on Sunday, May 2nd with my bffffffff Sara, but neither of us have been running the past couple of weeks.
We She doesn’t want to bail, but we’re pretty sure the course may take us 3+ hours to finish because neither of us are motivated to run. Which brings us to my first poll ever on I Run For Donuts:
Vote up biddies!
After rereading this post I’ve realized what a catch I am*. I guess I shouldn’t publicize this blog on my Tinder profile. We’ll save the crazy for the
3rd 1st date.
*just another time the existence of a sarcasm font would be ideal
How do you get over being in a fight with running?
What would you do if you were in my position?
Anyone else do boot camp??