Cheese Please

Today I was supposed to run.  I am not one of those early morning runners and since I worked all day I told myself I would just go after work.  This usually doesn't happen.  I get home from work, sit down, and decide I will go tomorrow instead.

It happened again today.  After working 9 hours, running for an hour really didn't sound exciting.  I ate a bunch of nacho cheese that Kev had heating up in a crock pot for a Packer Party mixed with my dad's homemade salsa and tortilla chips....and a cheese sandwich.  Then I went in my bedroom, drank the rest of my diet Pepsi while reading blogs.  The whole time I kept telling myself that I needed to go run.  So I text my friend who I knew had to do some runs this week, but wasn't sure when.  She said she was running, but only doing 2 miles.  I wanted to do more.  So, I finally got dressed and went.  I even wore my HR monitor.  I haven't worn that in over a year.

The day couldn't have been more perfect.  It was about 70 with a cool breeze.  I started running very slow.  My quads were still sore from my race on Saturday.  I told myself that I was going to try and run the whole time.  No matter what.  Right before I started going up my first hill I stopped to walk, because that is where I always walk.  And I said out loud, "Just do it!"  So I ran.  Up the hill.  And I didn't stop running the rest of the 3.5 miles.

I can't explain how great this made me feel.  Ever since my last half marathon in May, I have been having problems running.  I would have to take walk breaks, couldn't keep a steady pace, just plain hated going, etc. I didn't know what had happened.  After Saturday's race, I knew I had it in me and the doubt was all in my head, not my legs.  I knew if I could get through the first mile then maybe I could get through the rest.  And I did.

Check out the last mile!  11:42! I haven't seen that in a while! 

Check out how much cheese I really ate here My Spark Page

What made you smile today?