It happened, just as I predicted. I got sick. Today was day #2 where I called in sick to work for being really sick and not because I just need a…..(ahem)…..personal day. I can’t even remember the last time I called in sick for being well….sick. Oh yeah, all ya all out there thinking how great it would be to have the day off (or two) and do nothing, well I’m here to tell all you type-A overachiever running junkies that it is NOT all that exciting. And to prove it, here’s a run-down of my last two days:
I strategically reworked my Boston training plan to account for my 2-day absence from running. 15 times.
I stalked a guy on FB that I don’t really know that well about a new job that doesn’t really exist right now and hope he has the magic to make it work .
I went to the drug store and bought $52.38 worth of cold medicine.
I watched so much HGTV that I now hate my house and want to light a match to it and rob a bank so I can hire one of their designers to make it dreamy and no longer contains kid-puke carpet stains.
I thought I’d actually get a full load of laundry done in one day, but alas, earlier load still sits in washer for hours after it entered. Just like normal.
I googled challenging races like: Transrockies run, Western States 100, Badwater, Bighorn Trail 100, Devils Backbone, Where’s Waldo 100-K, Imogene Pass, and the one Jamoosh recommended: Bataan Death March, and actually *thought* I could feasibly do one of them.
I searched Internet flights to above races. Just in case.
I went to the gym, just because I had to have a “fix” just to stretch …. And drool over the guy running 6 min/miles on the treadmill.
I realized that even if I were running on the treadmill next to 6 min/mile guy, I’d still be drooling over that pace. Or maybe it was his shorts. Or the legs in his shorts. Or his amazing glutes??? Nah…
I thought about my website but made no more progress on a name than I did 3 months ago …
I read 6 pages of “Born to Run” and realized I’m just not going with the norm here as I am just not into that book that everyone so much is. Is it me or can I just not buy into the barefoot running thing…..
I vowed to give up sugar (again). Ate potato chips.
I obsessed over how much conditioning I've lost in the past 2 days.
I scoured ebay with my Christmas $50 ebay gift card….and bought a foam roller for my aching glute and an agility ladder to make me SUPER speedy. Never mind the wallet I desperately need.
I worked on a client’s marathon training plan. She’s running Chicago… in October…
I looked at my twins’ bedrooms and thought about cleaning them. Was relieved that thought was only a mere passing one and I actually didn’t clean them.
I slept like 32 hours in the past 2 days. More than I normally get in a week. Maybe that’s what the whole problem was to my faltered state….hum.
I read a thousand blogs. One about dogs. I don’t really like dogs. But it made me cry.
I didn't answer any emails I have sitting in my inbox needing to be answered.
I didn't run *sigh*. I know my body is resting and refueling so I can come back fighting strong. I know this. But it doesn't make me happy. In fact, I think in my 3-day running hiatus, my calf hurts. The one that used to bother me all the time but has been happy now that I upped my mileage. Hum. As I sit here and type this on Tuesday evening, I've had enough television to last a lifetime and I'm ready to head back to work tomorrow (while dreaming of my new day job :) ) and get back to running. Even if it's just a short jaunt around my neighborhood. Running makes me a better me - in every sense of the word better.
Here's a pic of the college daughter and I at the wedding this weekend. Gotta love my double chin there as I try to peek in the picture. The other is of her drinking her ice coffee from a darling little cafe called City Market in downtown Denver.
Hope everyone's running long and healthy miles for me this week!!!