Last Sunday, I ran a crappy twenty four kilometres all by myself. It sucked, it sucked big time! After ten months of consistent training together, I had a long run without my best running friend.
At the twelve kilometre mark, I was ready to quit! It was mother's day and my husband's birthday and all I could thinking was my family at home enjoying breakfast, without me.
What do I do when I want to quit? I start texting... First to my husband something along the lines of "this is the worst f***ing run of my life and I want to quit" to which he sent me the epic reply featured in the photo. It was such a good reply that I had to take a walk break to deal with my sobbing cry baby runny nose.
And second I texted my bestie who sent me motivational meme after motivational quote which got me through the next twelve kilometres.
After such a crap run, I realize what I am capable of with my full marathon only fifteen days away, I am feeling ready. It will be a steady run and aiming for a finish with no injuries.
As a side note, I should mention that last Sunday, I was only scheduled to run 23 kilometres but was aiming for 27. I made it to my minimum distance plus one and that is okay by me.
Now to shove my brain full of my study materials... My PTS theory exam is one week from today. YIKES!!! My stress level for studying is rising and still trying to figure out origin and insertion points for my muscles.
Today I have a bad case of procrastination where I just wanted to run, but instead, I meal planned and prepared, planted in my garden and spent copious amounts of time with my daughters. Work has slowed right down to next to nothing and I am just starting the exam phase of my PTS, so slowly my contingency plan is coming to play. If only I can keep busy until mid June when I am aiming to be done my certification and be ready to enter the next phase of life. Bring on the change, I am ready to face it.
