You would think that with an extended holiday weekend, I would have gotten a ton of running done. Or, at the very least, that I would have actually stuck to my current “training plan” of 3-4 runs each week. That’s certainly what I thought going into it.
Sadly, you would be very, very wrong. Instead, I enjoyed my mini-vacation to the max, sleeping in and loafing about like a lazy bum. Clearly, I am very much in a place of “do as I say, not as I do” when it comes to my coaching clients. I’m struggling for inspiration and motivation and I know it. I stopped in a local running shop yesterday for Small Business Saturday and picked up several race flyers. My plan is to post those around my bedroom: next to my calendar, my bed… maybe even on top of my alarm clock. Hopefully it’ll jump start my motivation.
For what it’s worth, here’s what I did this week:
Wednesday: 2.4 miles – this was a great run. A fantastic run. A run that would motivate any sane person to do more of it.
Thursday: 0 miles – 1 turkey with stuffing, 2 pies, and a batch of rolls. (Produced, not eaten. At least, not eaten without significant help.)
Friday: 0 – this was the laziest day I’ve had in quite some time. On one hand, I sort of wished I’d gotten out for a short run like I’d planned. On the other, I regret NOTHING.
Saturday: 0 – volunteered at a local 5k/kid’s marathon. 2500 kids running 1.2 miles as fast as they could. I could seriously take a lesson from them.
Total for the week: 2.4 miles
If I don’t beat that next week, you all have permission to come to my house and bodily drag me from my bed. Seriously.