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September 21, 2005
It Just Does Not Make Sense
Why is it that when I don't have a job to go to, my life feels busier than when I have an obligation for 8 hours a day? There really isn't anything that I have to do most days, yet I feel like there isn't enough time in the day for all of the things that I would like to accomplish. For example, today I have plans this evening with my mother. It seems that the things that I want to do just are not during what would be considered "work hours" because these activities involve meeting with someone who has a normal work schedule.
Today, against better judgement, I ran. It had been suggested to take today off from "real" running. Running in the pool was OK, biking, swimming-anything that did not involve pounding. Instead of being stubborn and running, I should have followed the advice I had been given. In the back of my mind, I felt like I would be losing fitness by getting off schedule. In the back of my mind, I know that no fitness would be lost, it would probably be good to take today off from running, but noooo.....I had to run. It was not as bad as it could have been, but my legs and body were tired. My legs are very tight, in fact I plan to do the cheesy yoga video in a few minutes as well as work with the foam roller and stick. I slogged through 7 miles, very slowly. Timing it was a bad idea, but I wore my watch. The loop took about two and a half miles longer than normal, but there was no pushing at all.
Well, that's about all folks. There really isn't much to write about when you just updated before bed the night before!
Posted by Blondie at September 21, 2005 01:17 PM