This morning, I managed to hit my snooze alarm for an hour. Only 40 minutes late to work though, so I consider it a win. So what if I didn’t shower?
(Side note – I showered after last night’s run, so I’m still clean. Really.)
Then I couldn’t remember the name of my blog so I could post this entry.
Going to be one of those days, I think.
Last night, I ran 8 miles on the treadmill. The schedule called for 10, but seeing as I’ve been slacking as of late, I didn’t want to overdo it. So 8, then a rest day today, then 20 tomorrow. Thank goodness Jen is willing to run the last 10 with me. Because I am absolutely dreading this run. It’s just not going to go well. But it’s one of those things that has to be done if I want to feel prepared for January’s marathon.
I’m mostly disappointed in myself. Last year, I was so on with my training. I really worked hard and I felt ready for the race. Sure, the race itself didn’t go well, but that was no one’s fault. I did everything I could to be ready. This year? Not so much. It doesn’t help that I’ve gained a bunch of weight. It also doesn’t help that work has gone insane and I’ve been putting in so many more hours than I was at this time last year.
I’ve already decided that I’m not running a marathon in January of 2015. I know a lot of people will be running Goofy that year, as it’s an anniversary year, but I need a fall of not marathon training. I haven’t touched my bike in months. Nor have I been to the pool. And I’m tired. I just need a break.
Who knew that going back to triathlon training would constitute a break?