I had to work yesterday. I hate working on a Saturday! I decided to try and get up at 4.30am and go out for a run at 5, therefore meaning I would be back for 7... long enough to get ready before work.
Putting an alarm on for 4.30am, I went to bed and prayed I would be strong enough to resist the urge to stay in bed when it went off the following morning.
Luckily, I woke up before the alarm anyway and got up and had half a bagel and peanut butter and a cup of green tea. I thought that was the hardest part over... until I started to run! I find early morning running very difficult. I have read that it is something to do with cortisol levels (which is a sort of stress level) being very high in the morning... more so for some people than others. The first half hour running was not as bad as I anticipated, but then in the next half hour I seemed to lose the plot and had absolutely no motivation to run at all. I was not too tired, not aching... just didn't want to do it. I walked loads in this half hour.
When I turned around I made a bargain with myself... if I could run to the next hill (about a mile away) then I could walk the hill. I stuck to it and walked the little incline. The same again... run to the next hill... I did, and even ran half of this hill too. Then it was a last push to run to the final hill, walk it and then run the last half mile home.
It was pouring with rain by now but perfect temperatures, and when I got back home I couldn't believe that I was not tired, and had I needed to run further I think I could have gone on.
So, after work I had a "sofa day" but unfortunately ate a load of rubbish. The day culminated in a trip to the cinema with the kids to see The Green Lantern, and by the time I got home I had eaten so much rubbish food that I felt really sick and had to go to bed. So, I got my just deserts for eating so badly. It serves me right!
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