You have to keep going.
Even when you don’t want to.
I think we all know where this is going! ;-)
We had a meet today. That is the worst day to not feel like running.
I slogged through our warm-up run and our pick-up run and our strides and I knew that today wouldn’t be the best race ever.
It was not the best race ever.
It wasn’t even a good race.
I’m pretty sure that was my worst race ever.
I don’t even know what my time was on it. But I do know that I felt horrible the whole time. My legs are so so tight and I need to roll them out but I haven’t gotten around to it. I wanted to lay down and cry. Or sleep. Either would have worked.
But I kept running. Cause I had to.
That’s the great thing about running on a team or even just in a group. You can’t stop. You can’t slow down. You have to keep going. You gotta stay with the pack. If this had been one of my own runs by myself? I would NOT have finished it. I would have just stopped after two miles when I couldn’t bear to go on for one more second, but obviously I had to keep going! It’s a race! You can’t stop. So I kept going. Even though I didn’t want to. And I finished. Even though it was hard.
And now I’m all fine! =)