With Boston 6 weeks away, it’s hard not to get hung up on the training hiccups I’ve been experiencing. Although I have done one 18-mile training run, it has been nearly a month since I’ve had a good long run. Trying not be discouraged, I let my body rest and head out for a test run only to hear my body telling me to walk. As a result, I’ve done a whole lot of walking.
It’s sad but true. This Boston Qualified runner hit her BQ only to plummet to an all time low point in her running career. It’s not exactly how I pictured me post-achievement. Then again, nothing has quite manifested quite how I pictured it.
Last weekend’s trail long-run-turned-long-walk was just one a few consecutive weekend long runs gone awry. Injury, coupled with BoBo’s BMT graduation, had resulted in a run-free week. I’m growing antsy and eager for some pain-free running or, at a minimum, a good hard workout. I cannot sit idol any longer; I want to sweat. Correction: I NEED to sweat.