I’m not only physically, but I’m emotionally tired. My husband often tells me that I don’t stop moving. “just sit down”, “enough”, “dial it back”, “stop”. But, I don’t. I’m lost without my to-do lists, my calendars, and my training log. I have two insanely busy kids, and I’ve been racing my butt off. I’m tired. Very, very tired.
On the way to the Segahunda marathon (okay, the sticker says 26.3, so I guess it’s an ultra) I decided that I just didn’t want to run. Not that I didn’t want to run Segahunda, I just plain didn’t want to run.
For me, it’s a very clear sign that I’m over-training.
What got me to the starting line was that I was meeting a bunch of people from work. These are people that I not only see everyday, but who have truly crossed over the line from co-workers to friends. Most were doing the relay, so a half-marathon for each of them. For several, it was their first trail race.
I ran into friends Lisa and Gary before the race. Gary was running, and Lisa was crewing. I was so jealous of her. How great I thought, to be the support person for someone you care about. But, oh, the lure of a muddy technical trail…
I decided to suck it up.
During the race, I realized that when I put together my training schedule, I made it rigorous this spring intentionally. I had very specific training goals for each race, and somehow I was able to hit each one.
I also know that I am not racing again until August.
So, I’m taking a break.
I wont be running much for the next few weeks. You may find me in my kayak, on my tri-bike, with my yoga mat, playing with P-90x or maybe even just sitting around. I don’t do this much, but I have to listen to my body when it’s telling me to stop. It is time to rest and to recover. I’m even going to intentionally try to pack on a few pounds (Natalie—keep baking).
Soon enough, I’ll be back out there, logging miles at 4-am. -finding beauty, humor, and serenity in the world. But, for right now, I’m going to rest through it.