So… after my half-marathon and after my injury, I kinda stopped running. I guess you could say I lost interest. I still liked it..but I could never seemt o find time to do it later than 7 in the morning…which, in Illinois is currently dark and freezing. That could also be a fact for not really wanting to run.
So Friday I didn’t run. And Saturday I was at a friend’s house. When I got back I FELT like I could run at least 6 miles… but that didn’t happen. I stayed up late Saturday and then Sunday though I would have liked to squeeze a run out of my tired body I instead went shoe-shopping and made turkey cookies.
By Sunday night, I was frustrated, hyper, and feeling rather fat.
This is what I wrote last night:
I’m so aggravated.
Lately, it seems that I’ve gotten an extra burst of energy. I can’t sit still for more than five minutes. I have to be jumping or twirling or kicking or singing or something to get all this pent-up agitation OUT!!
Also, I have almost zero tolerance. I just want to say immediately what pops in my head, barking at my little bros or saying something obnoxious to a friend. i want to punch a wall…
…I wanna go. Be outside. Run. Bike. Swim. Jump. Swing. Be active. But I’m so busy. I don’t have time. I wanted to run yesterday, but I couldn’t. Yesterday, iknew I had energy for at least 6 miles. That’s 6 miles of energy that carried over to today. i wanted to bike after church, long and leisurely or hard. 3 miles out, 3 miles back. But I didn’t. I made food instead. I’ve got restless legs.
I want to move. I am wamr from all the energy inside of me.
I want to be loud, I want to scream. I want to sing. I want to cry. I want people to listen and understand. I want to be LEFT ALONE…
Clearly, I was in a mood. Quite upset.
But today… I got to run! 6 miles. I haven’t run more than 3 miles since my half-marathon! And I kept at an average pace of 8:30 minute mile! I was SO happy when I finished my run! And tired. And sore. But HAPPY! And not agitated, aggravated, or annoyed.Vodpod videos no longer available.
That is why I run. Cause it keeps me sane. And happy. (And fit.)
So, cold winds, snow, and winter aren’t keeping me from my trails.
That’s probably a good thing.
A grumpy Claire is not a fun Claire