Today I’m joining up with Marcia at Marcia’s Healthy Slice to share my runfessions. I didn’t think (or remember, more likely) that I had runfessions to confess, but I did manage to come up with a few that include dogs, the green eye’d monster, and a little skipping.
I runfess . . .
All summer long I’ve had to adjust my schedule because of Chester. Even though we had a cool summer with just a few stretches of heat here and there, he can’t tolerate walking when it’s warm — and by warm I mean almost anything over 60F. But he still enjoys his walks.
I had to eat breakfast earlier than I wanted to because I had to get the dogs out for their walk earlier. Then I’d often end up really, really hungry by dinnertime. Maybe that contributed to struggling with my weight more than is normal for me in the summer?
I could have eaten after I walked them, of course, and I tried that, except then I have to feed them all and by the time all was said and done and I could sit down to breakfast I was starving. Starve in the morning or starve in the evening.
That wasn’t the worst of it, though. The worst was that the weather was often really pleansant when I was walking the dogs. Good running weather. And of course I’d see people running. By the time I got to run, the clouds had cleared up and it was hot. I resented the fact that I couldn’t run before I walked the dogs.
I try really hard to be mindful to enjoy the time I have left with him. To enjoy these walks, to be grateful for the amazing views of sunrises and flowers and changing leaves.
Who resents their dog that is dying from heart failure? Me, apparently. Of course I love him to bits, but I sure resented not being able to run when I wanted to. Now that it’s cooler I can actually run before I walk them. So there’s something to enjoy about Fall.
I runfess . . .
The last few weeks before a half are crazy for me. Before the taper I’m running my highest mileage. Then there’s all the prep for the race, which is quite a bit since all my halfs are racecations. I have to prepare little notesheets about the animals, all of Chester’s meds (he gets meds 3 x day — how do people who work do this?), my own supplements, the house, make kongs and of course there’s still running to do as well.
And of course my IT is a lot better, so yeah, I’ve got a bit loosey goosey with my preventative exercises after my runs. Sometimes I just forget, sometimes I’m just too tired, sometimes I’m hungry, sometimes there’s just no time because it’s dinner time already or I have an appointment and have to shower (because I also practically live at the vets, not to mention there’s the chiropractor for me, and I finally did get my hair cut after months).
And this is the time I should absolutely be the most vigilant about it! On the upside, I have been getting more yoga in. Now I’m in taper town so hopefully I’ll tighten up and fly right, so to speak.
I runfess . . .
I can’t be the only one who does this. Please tell me I’m not. The only one that checks the race results to see who came in after me and what age they are — and am happy when they’re younger than me? Or to look for the people I know in the race, the people who are normally faster than me — and came in behind me?
Didn’t I just write about how comparison could be a good thing? Obviously not always.
I swear I am actually a nice person. I care about people. I will stick around and cheer you on (which I did yesterday). Maybe that doesn’t come across so well in this post! But hey, Marcia asked for it.
Wouldn’t you like to get some runfessions off your mind? Come join us