My mind and my body are not cooperating with each other. How rude.
In September I started running again. I don’t really enjoy running and I’m definitely not very good at it but I do like setting a goal, working toward it, and accomplishing it. That’s exactly what I did last year by training for a 10k, the longest distance I’d ever run.
If I can’t get to the accomplishing a goal part… ugh.
I wasn’t training for any specific race except for a mud run. After that I figured I’d run a 10k in October and maybe just maaaaybe see if I could continue building distance and give a half marathon a go. Yeah, you read that right.
Training went well for the first few weeks. See all the stars? That means I got my butt out and ran/walked/played soccer!
I was doing this more for exercise and health than for a time goal so my long runs often involved interval walk breaks just so I could definitely get the distance in without hating life. That was a success! After only two weeks, I had already built up to 10k (6.2 miles). So of course, things went downhill from there.
I started having trouble with my right knee, then my left ankle, then my left knee on a few different runs. What the?!? Not wanting to be stranded miles from home/my car with an injury, I always walked for a while until whatever ailing body part felt warmed up enough and then continued running. I managed to squeeze in the distance until I came to a planned seven mile run that halted at three. I just couldn’t do it. I wasn’t in a great place mentally but the physical piece was throwing me off even moreso.
Talk about disappointing.
I took last week off except for soccer and a long walk with Sara, and I’ve taken this week off so far too, thinking I should probably rest up. I also thought maybe I built up mileage too fast and needed to give my body a break. I had soccer today and felt pretty good but tight so I’m hoping I’ve cured those knee/ankle ailments.
Maybe thinking I could do a half marathon was a bit of a reach. Especially right now. But then, it got my body moving so that counts for something. Silver lining!
Isn’t it frustrating when your brain wants to do something and your body is just not having it? Like when you have a big presentation and want to do well but then your body throws you into the depths of the year’s worst cold? Has anything like this ever happened to you?