The rain stopped. The sun is out.
I have no excuse.
8 months is a long enough pause.
I have a funny relationship with running. Once I'm out, music in my ears or an audio book... I'm happy. Even if it hurts. I'm just rubbish at the actual 'going' out part. You'd be amazed by the excuses I can come up with.
And the first few times are hell. I've done enough running through the years to know that the 2nd run is the worst. Urgh. So what keeps me going... why do I always choose running to get fit? Mmmmmmhhhh.
Swimming up and down a pool bores me to death. Jumping up and down to music in a room full of lycra cladded people on of whom shouts at you... is hell. My rights and lefts get all jumbled out and I feel totally stupid.
It's free. And it's me alone; a big plus. Win Win.
And there's always THAT moment... when you break through the 'wall', when you reach some sort of weird balance and it feels like you could go on running forever... that's worth the pain.
Although... judging by the way my legs feel at the moment... if you ask me tomorrow I might give you a different answer!
Good for you! I'm not a strong runner so prefer walking/light jogging. It's hard getting out there but once I do, I do feel better.
Posted by: del | Thursday, 02 January 2014 at 04:16 PM
You made me laugh and I completely get everything you say:-) Getting back to running is my plan too, if I can break through the excuse barrier - but I know it will be worth it.
Posted by: Catherine | Thursday, 02 January 2014 at 05:19 PM
happy running!
Posted by: driftwood | Thursday, 02 January 2014 at 05:39 PM
Go Monica! I bought a GPS watch and it is great fun looking at my stats and very motivating to try harder each time.
Posted by: Alice C | Thursday, 02 January 2014 at 06:00 PM
Go For It! I am so in awe of anyone who can keep up running for more than a week and a half (My maximum so far!)
Posted by: Amanda | Thursday, 02 January 2014 at 11:12 PM
I surprised myself by making it to the stage where I could run 5k three times a week, but in the end, the boredom of it killed me. At first, I loved the time spent in my own head with my own thoughts - just turned out that I didn't have enough of them to keep me going.
But the endorphins were spectacular.
Posted by: domesticali | Friday, 03 January 2014 at 09:13 AM
I'd love to start running again but, unfortunately, health problems make it difficult for me. I only ever once reached that moment when I thought I could go on running forever, and it was amazing. Whereas, I'd normally be relieved at the sight of the turn into my road, on that particular occasion, I ran right past the turn and did another lap of the block!
Keep running while you can - the good feelings definitely make up for the bad.
Teresa x
Posted by: Teresa | Friday, 03 January 2014 at 02:01 PM
If only my knees would let me... I miss it so much and instead tolerate the boredom of the pool.
Posted by: Gina | Friday, 03 January 2014 at 07:14 PM