Guess I should have read the gym hours. The ones that said the weekdays they open at 4:30; the weekends, 7 AM.
This morning I showed up loaded with my goods only to be turned away by two locked doors.
I did a short run outside. By the end my nose was clogged up. Not good to run outside when the air is not healthy, but if I don’t have a good run soon I’m gonna explode. I can feel it in my body, the ‘stuff’ that wants to pour out of my pores – I really need to get out and purge LOL.
Doesn’t sound scary now does it?!
I wanted to run on that treadmill for as long as I could run this morning. I hate treadmill running but it has been two weeks tomorrow since my half marathon and in that time I’ve only had one longer run, which was last Friday, 8 miles. I’m goung to have to start all over again if I don’t get out and do a long one soon. Besides, my body got used to running distances and now these half hour runs just aren’t cutting it.
I need a good 10 miler.
So here’s my plan: take tomorrow off and head to the gym bright and early on Monday morning. Run 8 miles on the treadmill if I can make it. Then, next Saturday (that’s a week from today! a whole week!) do an 11 miler. The following week, 13.
I can’t be too depressed about this. Other people have lost their homes. Those runners won’t be running for a while.
It’s just tough when you want to get out there and you can’t.
In other news, I’ve decided to try mat pilates at the gym on Wednesday. Going to put my two daughters in the day care and see how that goes. I’m hoping that my one daughter will soothe my second daughter. I’m sure I’ll get called out to leave early, with my youngest screaming uncontrollably. But, you never know. And if this works out, maybe I can even take that ultimate body boot camp class!
Happy running, mothers. I hope to get out there with you one day really soon.
