Eating: going as planned. I still think my portions are a bit on the bigger side, especially considering I’ve added salad and an apple to my dinners to get more fiber, but aside from that, with IF coupled with my Paleo foods, I think I’m getting a grip on my eating. I could use an extra 1-2 hours of sleep, though, and I will fix that tonight. I will go to sleep earlier. I’ve just been having too much fun playing The Sims 4 over the past few days.
As for running, I got out there again last night after work, and while it wasn’t even close to a good pace and was quite painful due to soreness from Friday still sticking around, I got through the entire three miles. I did have a moment after the first mile where my right knee was hurting. Not just sore, but there was some actual pain. I had to make a decision as to whether it was an injury or just a phantom pain that my body was throwing at me to get me to stop running, and I decided to try to get past it. Sure enough, the pain went away, and I was able to complete my run. The best part; there was NO pain after the run, and I was fine the rest of the night.
As for my time, I was deliberately slow. I could have ran much faster and harder, but I’ve learned that I’ve been training wrong for the past three years. I need to concentrate on distance, not speed. For speed, I need to incorporate sprints, which I’ve avoided. After another two or three weeks of slower distance runs, I’ll start to incorporate sprints. But not yet. I need to get past reconditioning and getting my legs used to running again.
A thought occurred to me last night as I ran. Taking two weeks off from running really took me out of shape. It’s as if I was in a hole on the beach, and with each day of not running, I was scooping in some sand with me in the hole. After two and a half weeks, I was buried pretty well, and working my way out will take a lot more effort and pain than it would have had I kept running. To be fair, the weather was conspiring against me with lots of rain and very cold weather. Add to that a trip to Canada and the holidays and the funeral detail I was on for a week, and it made for very little opportunities for running over the past month. Now I’m paying for it.
The bottom line is this: I can come up with hundreds of reasons every day to not run. That part is easy. The hard part is coming up with the one reason that I can’t ignore to get going. Sometimes it’s as little as, “It’s time.” Yesterday, it literally just came down to that. Time was up: I HAD to run. So, I got it done. Not my pace. Not the distance. Not anything at all. Just getting it done was the biggest victory of all.