I have missed my 14 mile and 17 mile long runs. In less than two weeks I'm scheduled for a 20 miler. Well that's not gonna happen.
Honestly, with everything going wrong it's been hard to be motivated. I ran last week with a group and had shin splits the whole 4 miles. I ended up walking most of it. Luckily, my friend Eric walked with me. Thank you! After I got home from that run my entire body went down hill. It was the strangest thing. I couldn't move, I was in so much pain. I couldn't sleep because of the pain and when I dreamt it was about how much pain I was in. The next day I had planned a 14 mile run and scheduled a massage with my mom. The massage happened, the run however not so much. I was shocked during the massage how sore my muscles were.
I ended up running a 5k on Saturday and did ok. I really didn't feel well when I woke up that morning and my only goal was to cross the finish line. Turns out I placed 1st in my age group.
Which brings us to yesterday. I wanted to run 10 miles. With how I was feeling I figured I better stick to the treadmill. Mile and a half in I couldn't breathe. Two miles in I was tired. Four miles in my husband went outside to work on the lawn. 4.427 miles in I thought I better go help him. I'll run later. I ended up napping.
Again see I have no motivation. The old Megan would have pushed through, this new one sucks and gives up.
I received a text from a friend saying he ran 7.5 miles. He doesn't really run. Just started really running again. Ok he ran in high school, but not really much as an adult. This made me think that if he can go run 7.5 miles, when he's use to running 4 miles at time, I can get my ass outside and run.
This morning my alarm was set for 6:40am. I woke up at 6am and got out of bed shortly after that. I ate my breakfast, did a load of laundry and went for a run outside. I did my normal warmup walk to the beach. Got a picture of the ocean and my feet and I was off.
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| It's really hard to tell BUT there's a cruise ship coming into port. |
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| Took my comic book skirt for it's first run!! |
All of this is going through my head at the beginning of the run. Started out great, no issues, nothing was going to stop to me. Mile 5, I thought I got this, get those 10 miles in. Mile 7, what the hell was I thinking I'm tired. I was too far to just run home and at this point I thought suck it up and f*@$ing run. Not my best times the last four miles. I'm really out of practice on my running routes. When I hit the 10 mile mark I was at the Cocoa Beach Pier, which is a half a mile from my beach access. I live .33 miles from there. So I'm quickly doing the math and thought oh hell I have to go .83 miles, I'm running 11 miles today.
10.5 miles in, I was at my beach access and was like WHAT THE FUCK was I thinking. I'm dying here. Then negative thoughts hit me. And just like that I saw a Porsche 911 and thought oh no my husband is out looking for me. I didn't tell him how long I'd be going. So now I'm chasing a 911. Well I lost sight of it and couldn't find it and thought oh well he'll call if he needs me. GO HOME NOW! I get to my house and it's 10.93. Yes I'm the runner who runs up and down her street to make it even. And just like that my 11 miles was done. THANK GOD! I wouldn't have lasted any farther.
I'm about 6 minutes off my goal pace for the Space Coast Half. I have just over a month to go. I have no idea at this point if I have enough time to speed to up and get there or not. I do know that this run today made me realize I can push through tough runs still and, if my body allows it I just have to keep moving.
My friend has no idea how much I needed to see that text. He motivated me enough to get my butt out of bed and run. Just need to keep doing it day after day after day.
18 days to Wine & Dine.
39 days to Space Coast Half
46 days to Divas Half
81 days to Walt Disney World Marathon
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