This morning I set out to run 20 strong miles and come back to tell you all about it. Instead I ran 16.5 and went home early. Part of me wants to be upset by it, but I freaking ran 16.5 miles!!
My Thursday began at 4:20 a.m. when I woke up to eat… and honestly, to poop. From experience I’ve learned the morning poop is an integral part to a good run ;)
At 5:30 a.m. I met up with Caitlin and Megan at Baldwin Park where I’ve done many runs before. Running with these awesome girls was so much better than running alone. The time flew by as we chatted about life, blogging, food and RUNNING!
After 16.5 miles I decided to call it a day and abandon my last 3.5 miles. The decision was hard and I actually changed my mind and turned back around a few times. I’m all for pushing myself, but in the end I need to honor my body. My body said stop.
I felt all drowsy on my drive home and actually napped for almost three hours after getting some food in me. I’m not sure what exactly it is, but my body is definitely not itself today.
It’s not disappointing as in “I’m upset I only ran 16.5 miles.” That distance is huge and I completely understand that. But I was looking forward to completing 20 miles like I’d look forward to a big event or amazing meal or something. I wanted the excitement of getting to 20 miles but I had to turn around.
I’m slightly bummed about missing my big 2-0, but I know there’s always next week. For now I’m thankful for how far my legs have taken me and remembering that running doesn’t define me.
Twenty-miler, I’m coming after you next week!
What big plans have you had that fell through? How did you deal with it? Did you try again?
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