Oh boy. What a day. I got up this morning in the worst mood. I didn't want to keep sleeping but I didn't want to get up either. And I KNEW I didn't want to run. I just wished the world would go away for awhile.
I dragged myself to work and dealt with one blow to my esteem after another. It's always fun to be caught in the middle of a power struggle that I have no stake in and could care less about. It was a bad day, I'll just leave it at that.
When I got home I had a choice: run, do weights and run tomorrow instead, or do nothing. I knew I'd feel even worse if I did nothing. I didn't feel like going into the basement for an hour to do weights. So I ran.
It was a nice run, there was a decent breeze and I think this will probably be the last day this week without humidity so I'm glad I did it. I didn't bring a watch and didn't use my running app. It's nice to take a break from trying to beat the clock. I don't think it's that I do much worse when I don't keep track of time but it is nice to not think about pace or splits. It's nice to run just for the sake of running. In 14 weeks this training will be over and the marathon will be what it will be. I'd like to think I'm going to continue running and it's going to have to be because I genuinely enjoy it. Having a run on a beautiful summer evening shakes off the stress of the day. That's ultimately why I need to keep running. Medals are great but the physical and mental benefits are far more important.
Since I wasn't concerned about pace tonight I took the time to stop and smell the manure. I see these cows all the time and I thought I'd take a picture of them. I was focused on the one in front because he seemed really annoyed that I was there. He was giving me the total stink eye and stamping his front leg. However, when I uploaded this picture to crop it, I realized someone in the back was having an even worse day than I was. Oh, my!
Dang, I'll say someone else was having a bad day. Whoa!
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