...I was a good runner. It has been a good three weeks since I have a had a solid week of running. I've so busy with work and life that I just haven't found the time. I dearly miss the thrill of a good run. Yesterday, I decided it would be a perfect day to get back into the swing of things since I needed to blow off some steam. My body, however, had a different idea. Normally three miles is a piece a cake. I usually run four to five when I'm not training for anything. Apparently, my body forgot that I AM a good runner and that I can go the distance. I was huffing and puffing on the treadmill. It was so embarrassing. I even had to stop and walk.....WALK! Now, there is absolutely nothing wrong with need to walk while you are running, it is actually recommended. It is just a big blow to the ego. I can run half marathons dangit, I don't need to walk after I have ran 1.23 miles at 6.6 mph. That is flippin warm up pace. Anyway, I am blaming it on the fact that I have been sick with a cold for a week and a half and I have been distracted by family news. I think tomorrow will be better. If not, my legs and I are going to have a serious conversation.
Top Chef is on tonight. Watch it and love it.