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Obviously, when blogging, I prefer to share the positives and the highlights. I don’t like to dwell on the negatives or focus on the bad times. I mention when I have a bad run or training session, or when I don’t feel like I’m accomplishing my goals, but that’s about all the time I like to devote to it.
This week, however, was bad. I’m almost embarrassed to admit how bad it was. There was a perfect storm of causes: the time change, a sudden plummet in temperature, a really awful interaction that left me shaken and off-kilter. I couldn’t get myself together. I barely wanted to get out of bed, let alone run or workout. I was hoping to start boot camp this week, but I didn’t. I didn’t eat well (or much), and I certainly didn’t hydrate properly. I didn’t want to socialize, blog, or even go outside.
It was ugly.
I had two opportunities to race this weekend, and I skipped both of them. I didn’t feel like getting up. I can argue that maybe my body needed the rest time, but I can also argue that I was deep (DEEP) in the throes of some blahs (the conditions are perfect for a bout of seasonal depression) and needed a big ol’ kick in the booty to get back to right.
So. Here we are.
Today, I am feeling better and stronger, and more hopeful. Waking up in the dark is still very much not my favorite, but it has to be overcome.
Sunday – rest
After the Gate River Run, a date and the time change, we were all pretty happy to stay in bed and lay low. It was freezing and even a little dreary, and no one was much motivated to do anything.
We met my parents for a late lunch – we had planned for little man to spend a few days with them until I closed out my work week.
Monday – rest
I had a very long day of work, and by the time I got home, I was spent. Mr PugRunner had come home early and made a really delicious lasagna, but I could barely eat it. I went to bed early, couldn’t fall asleep and laid awake most of the night.
Tuesday – rest
I had promised myself that I would get up for boot camp or running or both, but I didn’t. In fact, I probably didn’t get out of bed until about 30 minute before I had to leave for work. It’s very unlike me and I felt awful about it.
My parents dropped little man off when I got home. We didn’t have any special plans for the night, but were looking forward to doing a few fun things on my days off.
Wednesday – 4.2 miles, running
It wasn’t an early morning, but I did manage to get in 4.2 miles. Even though it was cold out (in the 30s), I wasn’t feeling it much at all. Plus, I missed having a buddy, but since it was Spring Break, not many people were around.
Once I got showered, we went to our local trampoline gym to meet up with some friends. The kids bounced for a while and we had lunch, before we had to leave for some errands. Little man apparently has discovered a new love of wings (no sauce).
Mr PugRunner didn’t get home until later in the evening, after meeting with our accountant (yay tax time), so I didn’t get to the gym then either.
Thursday – rest
Mr PugRunner got invited to Orlando to go watch some of the NCAA games in a suite, so he left pretty early in the morning. Little man and I met up with another friend for a day of laser tag, bowling and arcade games. The kids had so much fun and the other mom and I were able to chat while they played.
Friday – rest
When I woke up, I felt dizzy and a little nauseous. It wasn’t pleasant, and while I wasn’t really sick, my body just wasn’t happy.
I had told little man we would go to the movies, but I asked him if we could postpone to Saturday until I was feeling better. He was ok with that, and I focused on feeling better so we could help Mr PugRunner celebrate St. Patrick’s Day (it’s his favorite), first with lunch at an Irish pub and then a traditional corned beef and cabbage dinner at a friend’s house.
Saturday – 5 miles, running
I had been thinking about getting up early to do a last minute 5K at the Vilano Bridge, but when 5AM rolled around, I was more than happy to roll back over and go back to sleep until a little later, when I completed a pretty nice five miles.
In the afternoon, we finally went to see Beauty and the Beast. The boys enjoyed it, but I was really disappointed. I am fairly certain I am the only one who felt there was so much missed potential, and while it was artistically beautiful, I was just left feeling flat.
Lunch and our first frozen custard of the season helped make up for it.
I guess we can just call it a lazy, cutback kind of week. I know I haven’t lost much in terms of fitness, but motivation is a little harder to reclaim. I can tell you that I came back in a big way yesterday and I am vowing to work onward from there. I have too many goals and plans to give up.
How was your week in training?
Do you ever just find yourself unable to get yourself out of a funk?