There’s such a strong correlation between running and feeling good. No two ways about it. The last month and a half have been a bit of a blur because of my new job, and more so, because I’ve been doing some traveling. No complaints…trust me! However, I continue to struggle (new job or not) with getting my mid-week runs in.
The times when things get stressful and deadlines loom is just when I start to throw running to the back burner. The stress of a given day tires me and motivates me only to go home and camp out by the pellet stove with Bella. I’m quite sure that, even if we owned a treadmill, I would still slack off.
Thanks for letting me brag! The point though isn’t what a rock star I can be at a job I love, but more of how much happier, healthier, and more positive I feel when I continue to run through particularly stressful times. Why do I stop just when I need it most? Recently, I was talking with a friend and I lamented that I’ve misplaced my running oomph lately. I’m still happy to be running Boston and still hungry for it – but lately I’ve felt hungry in a “jelly roll” kind of hunger versus a “turkey dinner with all the fixin’s” kind of hunger. OK, goofy analogy – I guess I’m slipping there too!
Weather and darkness definitely play a part in the degree of motivation I feel on a given day. Yesterday, I was able to get about two-thirds of my run done in the daylight/dusk before it turned truly dark. Today, my boss kicked me out early, so I was able to get my whole run in true daylight. Funny how much better running in the daylight feels. I didn’t even care about the rain/freezing rain that started shortly into my run today.
Ultimately, running evens me out. It provides me the clarity to gain perspective, solve problems, and write blog entries. With or without my watch, running has become one of the best parts of me. So I’m sorry Running, sorry I seem to ditch you just when I need you most. I promise, it’s not you; it’s me.