A week of vacationing can make a girl lazy. Happy, but definitely lazy. But when you have a 20 miler scheduled for the weekend you return, what’s a girl to do? Run 20 miles of course!
I started my inner, motivating dialog somewhere around Wednesday while drinking a fruity drink and watching the bull riding activities on the beach. I figured I could fuel up easily via buffet, as long as I didn’t overdo or choose the
wrong more delicious foods. Getting my head wrapped around my long run is always paramount, but I knew this one would be a little more challenging – physically and mentally.
Long story longer….Arrived home at a little after 9pm Saturday night, after being in travel mode since 10am. What I hadn’t planned for was the fact that we returned on the evening of “turning the clocks ahead”. In addition, I hadn’t considered the already 1 hour difference between Mexico and MA. Yes folks, that meant we lost 2 hours. I’m tired just remembering how I felt when I forced myself to get up early Sunday morning for that 20 miler.
The run went fine; nothing stellar, but I did it. Scott was his usual rock star self, heading off to pick Bella up from “puppy camp” and then checking on me. I’m so glad I stuck with my plan. The feeling of conquering that run was so much better than the feeling I would’ve had if I’d let my vacation laziness carry into Sunday. This Friday marks 1 month until Boston – vacation laziness is officially OVAH!