I was sidelined from training this past week due to an illness. The first day or two of missed workouts felt like a nice reprieve. Why go for a 5 mile run after work when I can come straight home and eat delicious junk food with my boyfriend? Mind you, I was technically sick, but I admit I could have fit in a few miles here or there if I genuinely tried to lace up my sneakers. Giving myself a few excuses at a time, however, trumped what will I had to continue training during a week where sleep was few and comfort food was plenty.
As I started to feel better, I began feeling nervous about jumping back into my training program. This was week four and the mileage was continuing to ramp up, culminating in a 8-mile run Sunday. Not having trained all week, I certainly wasn’t going to dive into a long run, but I wasn’t sure how to prepare myself mentally and physically for the demands of week five having not stepped a foot on the track for 9 days. I felt like I was missing out on the opportunity to build upon the work I had already put in. And if I couldn’t find the lesson in all of this, then what was the point?
In looking at the schedule for this week, I chose to ignore Monday’s usual rest day. After all, I just had 9 days off. So, to ease into a full week of running, I took an easy 3-mile jog around the Chestnut Hill Reservoir. It was difficult to get out the door once I was home from work, but I thought about the future payoffs (physically and mentally) of pushing myself in a small, safe, and doable manner.
My short 3-mile run went well! I was able to keep steady pace and finish strong. Most of all I was able to calm my nerves about missing out on a week’s worth of training. My top priority throughout this journey has been to have fun and to make a positive impact on the community with my involvement with the Center Against Domestic Violence. So far, I’ve raised $1,300 for the center, or just over 40% of my goal. Not bad! And despite being sidelined this week, I’ve felt very satisfied with my progress. I’m fitter than ever and I’ve found a therapeutic outlet via running. So what if I missed a week? I’ve still got 12 more to go. I don’t expect this to be the last of my blunders, but I’m learning not to sweat the small stuff, to be grateful for what I have, and work towards my goals at my own pace.
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