Lately, I've been having a really hard time dealing with what I like to call Runner's Guilt.
Right now I'm in the middle of a 10K training plan, with my long runs falling on Sundays. This past weekend, I ran 6 miles, which is the farthest I've gone so far. I then always have off Monday and Tuesday, and I feel completely guilty about this. I *know* that rest days are important. They're there for a reason. To give my muscles a chance to rebuild. But 2 days off?!?!?! How will I manage?
Yesterday, I convinced myself that even though I had off from running, I was going to do a quick 2 mile run. (I love that I now think 2 miles is a quick, easy run.)
And then, my IP band started to hurt. I quickly came to my senses. I need to rest. I WILL NOT go out for a run. So, instead, I made the excellent decision to go to Chipotle for dinner, and had the greatest burrito ever. We sat our asses down on the couch and caught up on Dexter and Homeland. And I don't feel guilty about it at all. I'll get in my 5 mile run tonight, have a race on Thursday, and another run on Friday and Sunday.
Unfortunately, I have no picture of the burrito. It was calling my name, and I chowed down before I had a chance to photograph it. But I will say, it was as large as my head. Are you getting an awesome mental image of that? It was deeeeeelish. Instead, I will include a pic of my cats being all cute. Enjoy!
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