This is starting out as a rough week for me. I try to maintain a healthy self-esteem. I consider myself to be generally modest and humble most of the time. Somehow, I manage to maintain and unfounded belief that I am physically capable of all things, with or without appropriate training or practice. With my half marathon date soon approaching, I figured that I should probably get off my ass and start doing some long runs (or any runs). My last longish run was about 4 miles a couple of weeks ago. I think I ran ten some time last summer (gulp).
Sunday, I made it out of bed for a group long run. I lasted for 6 glorious miles. They were only glorious after the fact of course. Alas, every cloud has its silver lining. I had an epiphany. I need to start running soon and frequently if I want to have any chance of finishing my race without being picked up by the draggin' wagon (which I'm not really above, but I figure I should at least put forth some sort of effort). I am out of shape. My conditioning is embarrassing.
Why did I give up cardio again? Oh yeah, for the muscles. Running makes you feel good, but lifting makes you look good. Decisions, decisions. For now, I have decided to forsake all vanity in order to increase my cardiovascular endurance. I managed a few more miles on Monday and some unintentional pool based HIIT training today. Tomorrow is for rest and then back to business on Thursday I suppose. Now I just have to figure out how to avoid eating everything I see.
Onward and upward!