I had another little hiccup in my running this week. On Friday I went to pick up my kids at the baby-sitter and Caleb was puking all over the place, so I didn't run. And then Saturday I spent much of the day in the emergency room with Eli, who scared us all by having a seizure. Luckily these seizures are common and are caused by a rapid increase in temperature, but I didn't know that when I was riding in the front seat of the ambulance, listening to the siren going and watching the odometer climb AND watching my baby convulsing in the back. It was scary, but I am so thankful that this was not as bad as I first feared. So at any rate, I was emotionally drained this weekend and I finally got up some motivation to run in the early afternoon. I started off fast and maintained that for 3 miles. Then all of a sudden, right around mile 3, I just wanted to quit. I was slightly under 8 min. pace and I just wanted to start walking. So I stopped to stretch and give myself a mental pep talk. Part of the reason why I just wanted to quit was a silly reason: I was wearing a skort that I bought on mega-sale at Kohl's. And it was a little too big, which I didn't realize when I first put it on, but definitely realized when I was hitching it up all throughout my run, and when I had the wind at my back, I felt like my butt was hanging out. And I was wearing the wrong kind of underpants because I didn't have anything else clean. I hate being an overly emotional woman, which I certainly am. So at any rate, while I was stretching (and self-conscious about that, too) I just wondered why I felt like I had to run 5 miles at an 8 minute pace. And then I just decided to run the last two miles slowly, but I talked myself into at least doing them. So the last 2 miles were averaged about a 9:10 pace. I'm not going to say the run was a good one, but it was tolerable. I know that part of my problem is now I have nothing on the horizon as far as racing is concerned. I am hesitant to sign up for any summer races, or even to plan summer training (which I was all gung-ho about a few weeks ago) so that I can reach my goal of a fast 5K. But on the happy side, I'm done teaching for the year and all I have to do is show up to work and clean out my classroom and do some end-of-the-year paper work, which I'm putting off right now as I half-heartedly supervise my study hall.
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