I wrote a post earlier today, saved it for further edit, and then deleted when I finally sat back down at my computer. In effect, the earlier post said what I had intended to share with you, but the raw words seemed too harsh to work with. And so, I start again. Let’s see what happens this time…
Patriot’s Day
I let the day pass without giving Patriot’s Day a single thought. In the evening, I turned on the TV to select the digital video recording (DVR) of the race coverage among a collection of children’s shows.
As my dinner cooked, I sat on the couch and watched the 112th Boston Marathon. It was a great thing to have avoided all mention of the outcome. In this case, ignorance is bliss.
My dinner was ready around the time of the final push towards the finish. I cheered wildly as the two women leaders approached the finish line neck in neck. YaYa looked over at me and laughed. The dogs got all riled up too. I may have been a little over enthusiastic.
What’s a girl gotta do to get motivated?
I am home from work, and glad that the work week has finally come to an end. This week has been so exhausting. I could go into a rant about that, but it wouldn’t do any good. Work is called "work" for a reason. Still, I am somewhat discouraged at not having accomplished much more than just get through my work days.
Running wise, I have only ran once since last weekend. Once home, any consideration to go for a run is pushed aside, either by responsibilities or lack of motivation. I can’t believe that it has come to the point where I need to force myself to run.
Running used to so much a part of me where everything that I did seemed to revolve around running. I would go stir-crazy if I went more than a day without running. Unfortunately, my days of running obsession appear to be behind me.
In my prior state, a case of the running blahs was easily fixed by registering for an "A race" that would still push me. I wonder if that would work for me now. I’ve spotted a local 25K that I know I would enjoy running – that is IF I train properly for it. It’s less than a month away. Here’s the dilemma: I’d hate to fork out the cash only to find out that I still can’t get up and running. On the other hand, I’d hate to train only to find out that the race filled up. Oh, what to do.
A step in the right direction
After a cup of coffee, I was inspired enough to try Ronin on a run. It’s been a while since he and I ventured out together for running. I knew I’d have to keep it short with my ankle and all so I figured I wouldn’t be pushing him beyond his limits.
I also had tentative plans to run with Lil Sis later in the day. The plans were contingent upon us getting a moment to break away from the family gathering. I wasn’t sure if Lil Sis would want to run with the temperature predicted at 88 degrees in the area. If I ran a bit with the dog, I’d be sure to cover some ground.
Ronin and I ended up traveling about 2 miles. He was well behaved, stopping at the corners and sitting when given the order. My foot/ankle felt a bit of discomfort in the last mile. I was happy to arrive back at the house.
We returned to find Lucky waiting at the door – tail wagging madly. I leashed him up for a walk, but out the door he was urging me to let him run. I gave in but kept to a slow pace given my ailment and his aging joints. Lucky ran the better part of the 1/2 mile loop before pooping out. I was surprised to feel my foot and ankle actually recovering during the run. By the time we were back at home, I was totally pain-free.
Whatever
I originally started this blog with the intention of writing about "running." We all know where that went. I got off track a bit and began sharing a little too much of my personal life.
At the time, that is what I needed to write about. The act of sharing such intimate stuff opened up a whole new set of issues for me. It was time for a change.
I took a break from blogging for a while, and I re-evaluated my boundaries. When I returned from my sabbatical, I began writing about running again (and dog poop). I knew that eventually I would have to branch out to new topics, but these topics offered me a pretty safe place to start again.
My running even began to take off again. That’s a good thing! It’s been a long time since running and I have traveled in the same circles. I got a little stubborn and ran two days in a row in spite of my throat being sore and my head hurting. I even called it a "streak."
Well…