Marlborough didn’t turn on the weather for our stay, but thankfully the sun did shine the day we left to come home. So Nanny and the kids headed to the beach and I caught up with Ray for a coffee. I decided to run in the sun before we headed home, simply because once home late it becomes a mission. Always good to just get it done, but it just felt hard.
Wednesday I walked out the door to go do my run. It was freezing and then I couldn’t find the dog, who is never too far away. By the time I located where she was (off sniffing up the back and apparently didn’t hear me calling her) I was cold and so I turned right around and went and got on the treadmill. It was a struggle just to get to 10 minutes. I was so over it then I told myself “just go to halfway and you can get off”. Twenty minutes came and went and then I told myself, “you’re already half way so keep going”. Then with 10 minutes left, I told myself to just to get on with it. I got off that treadmill with a sense of relief!! It wasn’t pretty. I didn’t run the whole time, and no, the mind games haven’t stopped, and by the sounds they never do.
‘Black Friday’ – A beautiful sunny day. “I can do this” was ringing in my ears. I’d spent some time mind prepping. I went out there and did it, but it didn’t feel good. I arrived home, burst into tears, threw my shoes on the floor and declared I hated running and I can’t do it. I wanted to throw the towel in and I was angry I felt this way! Especially after eight weeks. I thought it’d be getting easier (in a way).
But I’ve really struggled with these last lot of runs. To be frank, it’s starting to really annoy me. So my meltdown aside, today I did S.F.A!!! I utilised the sun (as in, I sat in it, and soaked it up). I got nothing overly constructive achieved at all, but I didn’t actually care! Life’s always busy these days and I’m not a ‘live life in the fast lane’ type person. I prefer a less hectic approach now if I can, or I may just be starting to show my age haha. I just read that having at least one lazy day per week can reduce stress, high blood pressure and the chances of a stroke. Who doesn’t wanna avoid a stroke!
Run-wise, this week has been one to forget and move on from. I had to laugh as these tights pretty much sum it up. I just can’t decide on which pair. I think maybe also, I need to cut myself some slack and look at where I’m at and how far I’ve come, rather than where I want to be. Because slow progress, is better than no progress!
I will however say the foam roller and I are now friends. After Symonde kindly loosened up my calves a couple of weeks ago, I’ve kept on rolling them, and I am so happy to say, it actually feels good. Hurty, good!
– Lisa Harris
Lisa will be writing weekly as she continues her journey to achieving her goal of completing the 10km Kaikoura Whale Run. Check in next Tuesday for her next article.
Read Lisa’s article from last week here:
Lisa’s Journey Week 7: Footloose… I’ve sure kicked off those shoes!!
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