I woke up this morning at 4:45am with every intention of going to boot camp at 5:30. Unfortunately around 5:15, the time was leaving it began to monsoon outside. I opened and shut the front door several times debating on whether or not I should try to brave the weather or go back to bed, Penny was begging me to go back to bed, but I was already up and dressed, coffee in hand so out I went. Boot camp (which is outside) was canceled, even though by 5:30 the pouring rain had turned into a pitiful drizzle. Determined to get some kind of quality workout in this morning I headed to the gym to get my
sweat glisten on. 😉 Another bootcamper had the same idea. However once at the gym I felt unmotivated, unfocused, and unenergetic. After several weeks of outdoor boot camps, runs, and biking I now feel claustrophobic in the gym. I got on an elliptical intended to do 30 minutes…I did about 16 min. Then I went to do some abs and fell off the ab ball/it flew out from under me. How does that even happen? Welllll let’s just say slick nylon shorts and plastic ball do not go well together. Then I went and did some alternating chest and back exercises for another 15 minutes before calling it quits at the gym and going to the duck pond to get a run in. It was still dark outside and drizzling off and on as I set out on my run, but the weather was breezy and cool without being cold and my body felt great! Without even thinking about it, I found myself just going and going. My original intention was to do at minimum 5 miles. I ended up doing 11.11miles! (and yes, I walked .1 miles to make it an even 1111. OCD much?) My pace was 8.20 min miles!
I think my run was so successful for 3 reasons. 1. I had an easy day yesterday. 2. My body now craves long runs (I think it’s addicted to the endorphins or confused. Either way.) 3. I had a lot of stuff on my mind.
Running has always been my me time to reflect, relax, and be myself by myself. Lately though I have been sharing this time with a certain someone else and shockingly I not only don’t feel annoyed about having a running buddy, but I look forward to our runs. I find running with Kris makes the time and miles fly by. He has really pulled the runner out of me. Before running with him I would run 5-6 miles with a longer run thrown in every other week or so. Now 5 miles is a rest day run. My only complaint is that running with Kris means I’m talking and laughing and so in the moment that I have lost my reflection time. So today since I was flying solo I was free to let my mind wander and reflect. I thought a lot about some big changes I have made since moving to Texas and as certain songs played I was reminded of different times, people, and events in my life. It was a very therapeutic run. A blog on my changes is to come soon! However this is already wordy and I have a needy puppy who needs some TLC!