I had it all planned. I had run 10 miles the day before and knew I needed to run at least 3 recovery miles the next day. I checked the weather. I laid my clothes out and filled my water bottle with my new concoction of yellow Gatorade and cranberry EmergenC. Hey, don’t judge. It works for me and at 80+ degrees outside I always carry fluids. I also put a bottle of olive oil in the bathroom because I read somewhere that I should put it on my hair prior to going out for my run because of its great benefits. And finally I set my clock. Then eventually I went to bed.
I woke up before my alarm with a headache, chills, and stomach distress. Okay, so an early morning run was not going to happen. When it got light outside I reached out to people who run during normal hours of the day. No one was available to run with me. And I wasn’t feeling any better. I thought that if I made a run date I would feel compelled to get up and run. I acted as if being sick was just a figment of my imagination. If I had a run partner I had to run, right? I did not even think about what I could potentially do to my body if I ran while sick.
I decided to get back in bed for a few more minutes and ended up waking back up at noon! Not to be deterred I reached out to some more people. Surely I would feel better by the time people got off from work. Again no one was available. So I got up and was barely able to walk to the kitchen. But I had it all planned. I was supposed to run. I then decided that I could just get on my treadmill and run after I sat down to rest a bit. I woke up two hours later.
Needless to say I did not get a run in. Probably needless to say that my body needed rest despite my mind telling me otherwise. I feel much better now and yes, again, I have it all planned for tomorrow.
How do you feel when you miss a scheduled run?