I try not to take things for granted. But I’m afraid I had recently started to do just that when it came to my running/training. That all changed yesterday.
For the past 5+ years I’ve admittedly had this love/hate relationship with running. I loved it when it was over…
(me — loving the post-race free beer)
…and hated it while I was doing it.
(this is an unflattering photo of me “hating” it)
This was mostly because of nagging injuries that always seemed to be plaguing me and keeping me from improving. I always felt like it was kind of a gamble when I’d head out the door on a run — never knowing whether or not it would go well or if I’d end up limping back home.
However, this time around it’s been different.
I took over six months off from running and started working out with a personal trainer to get my body stronger overall. Then ever since I started running again I’ve been cautious in my training — careful to not overtrain and not being afraid to take days off. I’ve been cross training like crazy and getting in strength training sessions each week. I warm up, stretch afterwards, ice when necessary, and so on.
and it’s been working.
I now look forward to running. and until yesterday, I hadn’t had a “bad run.” Buuuuuut it sure was a bad run yesterday — I felt tired and sore and my hamstrings and calves were tight. Just awful. (I went home sick from work today, so that could have something to do with why it went so terribly. I feel like I have the flu.)
So, after yesterday’s run I decided not to take any good run for granted. Because there really is nothing like a good run.
Anyone else have similar experiences?