I Just Don't Want To
Basically I'm writing this post as a way of talking myself into getting out the door this morning (or afternoon) and actually going for my three mile run. For all the times I've run when I'm hurt, or want to run when I'm not supposed to, there are an equal number of times when nothing is really wrong but I just don't want to run. Today's excuses: I didn't sleep well last night, I'm waking up slowly, and my stomach feels just a little bit off. Those aren't the worst excuses in the world, but they certainly aren't the best.
Part of it is just that I'm in a bad mood this morning. Part of it is that I totally wiped out when I ran on Wednesday. Here is what happened: I was about two miles into a five mile run and I was moving from the street up onto the grass and felt a little bit dizzy and then couldn't quite find my sense of balance and bham i was flat on the ground. I scraped up my leg and had a grass stain on my shoulder. But mainly I was just a little shocked. I lay on the ground for a few minutes watching the cars go by and wondering if I should just hike home. I also wondered what in the world the people driving past me had thought. I mean: Runner, runner running, runner vertical, runner horizontal, wait, what? Obviously nobody was too concerned because nobody stopped to see if I needed help (that would have been slightly mortifying). Anyway, after a few seconds I managed to stand up, and figured since I was almost half way done I would keep going. But after I finished I felt sick for the next couple hours: nauseous and tired and just not well. It wasn't exactly an inspiring experience.
With a little bit of hindsight I think the whole falling thing was a little bit of karma catching up with me for all the times I've wished in the last week for some olympic athlete to take a spectacular fall. Why is falling entertaining? If I had been driving past me when I fell, I probably would have laughed. Bad Lynn, bad, bad Lynn.
In other running related news. Su and I managed to stuff all my envelopes. I just need to go print out return address labels and stick them on all the letters (almost 100!) . Oh and my hip is feeling a lot better (though not completely healed)
But back to today. I could put on my running clothes and hope that pushes me out the door. I could wait until after I tutor Jason, which would mean trying to fit in a run between 5 and 7:30, but maybe I would actually want to run by then. Sigh. Just writing those sentences is enough for me to realize that if this is going to happen today it has to happen soon. So I guess I should stop procrastinating and go.
Part of it is just that I'm in a bad mood this morning. Part of it is that I totally wiped out when I ran on Wednesday. Here is what happened: I was about two miles into a five mile run and I was moving from the street up onto the grass and felt a little bit dizzy and then couldn't quite find my sense of balance and bham i was flat on the ground. I scraped up my leg and had a grass stain on my shoulder. But mainly I was just a little shocked. I lay on the ground for a few minutes watching the cars go by and wondering if I should just hike home. I also wondered what in the world the people driving past me had thought. I mean: Runner, runner running, runner vertical, runner horizontal, wait, what? Obviously nobody was too concerned because nobody stopped to see if I needed help (that would have been slightly mortifying). Anyway, after a few seconds I managed to stand up, and figured since I was almost half way done I would keep going. But after I finished I felt sick for the next couple hours: nauseous and tired and just not well. It wasn't exactly an inspiring experience.
With a little bit of hindsight I think the whole falling thing was a little bit of karma catching up with me for all the times I've wished in the last week for some olympic athlete to take a spectacular fall. Why is falling entertaining? If I had been driving past me when I fell, I probably would have laughed. Bad Lynn, bad, bad Lynn.
In other running related news. Su and I managed to stuff all my envelopes. I just need to go print out return address labels and stick them on all the letters (almost 100!) . Oh and my hip is feeling a lot better (though not completely healed)
But back to today. I could put on my running clothes and hope that pushes me out the door. I could wait until after I tutor Jason, which would mean trying to fit in a run between 5 and 7:30, but maybe I would actually want to run by then. Sigh. Just writing those sentences is enough for me to realize that if this is going to happen today it has to happen soon. So I guess I should stop procrastinating and go.
posted by Lynn at 11:02 AM
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