On the agenda for today was supposed to be an hour of strength training and then a 6-mile run outside on a 2 mile loop nearby. For some reason, I decided to switch what I have always done and do the strength training first, followed by the run. Mistake #1. I also thought running outside when it was 77 degrees, really sunny, and crazy windy was okay--mistake #2.
Those 6 miles quickly turned into 4. Of those 4, I only ran for about 2.5. The splits looked like this.
Ugh. So not what I was aiming for. I really beat myself up about it. Conditions weren’t great, I did strength beforehand, blah, blah blah. All I could think of on the run (okay, walk) was that I couldn’t do it. We’ll blame the couple of tears shed on that sunscreen that got in my eye. I have a 13-miler scheduled for tomorrow, and I felt like giving up. I can’t run 3 miles....how on earth can I do 13 in less than 24 hours?
So this is me, officially telling myself to shut up. It’s a bad day, a bad run. One bad run DOES NOT make me a bad runner. I need to remind myself of this often. Maybe tomorrow I’ll manage the 13 miles, maybe I won’t. Either way, it won’t be the end of the world, and it won’t define whether or not I am a runner. Because I most certainly am!
This runner is now off in search of some Taco Bell. For refueling purposes, of course. The stats for 2 of my favorite Fresco Chicken taco aren't bad:
Surprisingly, the sodium count is pretty decent. Don't mind if I do!
What do you to when you have a bad run?
Any advice on how to get yourself in a more positive mindset?