I'm having such a hard time wanting to run right now. The optimal time for me to go is before work at 7am. I always set my alarm for 6 to give me time to get dressed and drive to work, and I've even set out clothes the night before and packed my lunch and gotten ready. But this whole week I've just re set my alarm for 7 and gone to work and not ran. I've ran in the cold my whole life, so I'm not afraid of it. I actually really like the burning feel you get in your lungs when it's cold, and there's something really refreshing about a brisk, morning run. I like coming into the building with my nose running and my glasses fogging up. But, this week I've been awful. I wake up cold. And achy. And not even tired anymore. Yesterday, when I should've been getting my running gear on, I was reading facebook statuses on my phone in my cozy covers next to my snoring boyfriend. I promised myself all day at work that I'd go running after dinner and the kids were in bed, and while I was showering after all those things, I realized I had broken my promise, but it was too late to turn back. So another vicious cycle this morning, only I almost guarantee I won't run tonight, as it'll be near 11pm by the time I get home, and if I want to run tomorrow morning (and hopefully not start this cycle over), I need to go to sleep at a reasonable time. First world problems, I know.
The veganism is going grandly. I've had a few failed attempts at some recipes; I didn't cook the black beans long enough before mashing them into my tempeh burgers so they were flavorful but kinda crunchy, I'm really bad at putting enough salt in anything but that's an easy fix, and then the brownies. Somehow, somewhere, I measured something wrong. They were dubbed the "ass brownies." BUT there has been some amazingly delicious things- spaghetti, stuffed tomatoes with quinoa & spinach, cinnamon chocolate chip walnut cookies, roasted potatoes and other random things. I feel a lot better & my sister told me I looked like I had a healthy glow the other day. 2 more days & it hits a month of no meat, and mostly no animal products. Thanksgiving will be interesting, it's just Ryan & me.. no kids. I promised I wouldn't make a tofurkey and we're going to make everything from scratch (which is new to me!) except the vegan pumpkin pie I bought from Whole Foods.
I thought about running a Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving but I don't think I'm going to.I'll probably just find a good trail to go on. A lot of runners do a streak from Thanksgiving to New Year's. I am highly considering. After all, last time I started a streak, the only thing that ended it was my breaking my foot. And then of course the most recent break.. I'm running on. Maybe that'll motivate me to get out of bed in the mornings.I ran my best and felt my best when I had a streak, I wonder how I'll feel and look with a streak along with healthy eating instead of grabbing a quarter pounder from Mickey D's after a race?
Speaking of Turkey Trots, my mom is doing one. She did the zombie race in October, and apparently is signed up for a 1/2 marathon in May, and she's doing the Crim next August. She's posting night time, bundled up, snowy running pics with her beau and updates of MapMyRun are now filling her newsfeed. Now, normally I'd be excited, as I should be I suppose, but I'm jealous. Not because she's running, but because I've been running since I was 12 years old and have begged her to run. I've ran at the track with her, I've given her a book (Running for Mortals- good read, by the way if anyone cares. And there's Marathoning For Mortals. Both are by John Bingham and the marathon one was what I read to help prepare for my first marathon back in '08 or '09 in Grand Rapids.) and I even signed her up for a running class that was like 6 weeks long of beginners and they all were going to run a race after. No, I didn't force her, she wanted to do this, but she always just backed out or said she couldn't because of different health things. I felt like when she met her boyfriend, he was so into running and she kept telling everyone about it and yadda yadda. And yea, she's talked about me and gone to some races, but I felt like it was "oh, you've ran marathons? or do GLR? Well HE does ULTRA marathons and runs for days without resting in between because he's driving!" (which is essentially what GLR feels like at times ha). And all of a sudden, I feel like those health things that kept hef from ever going with me, magically disappeared when she met him. Maybe I sound like a teenage brat who's jealous, and that's ok, I recognize it. I don't think mom reads this, and if she does, I've told her some of this; well in my passive way that I handle anything serious to me haha. But, I just wish I could've experienced this with her instead of her dropping the class, giving me back the book, or just saying she was not interested. Don't get me wrong, I AM happy she's found someone, and might possibly found some sort of joy in running, and I DO miss the long 10milers I'd run with her next to me on the bike sometimes. I'm just sad. or jealous. Or something.
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