Well, last week’s Mileage Monday post came out a little more heartless than I meant it to. My intention in that post and on this blog and in life in general is to be encouraging, but I worry that some people may have felt more defeated than encouraged by my rah rah mentality. So, I humbly give you a disclaimer:
While it IS nearly impossible for me to fit in all my miles into my crazy life, I make it a priority because running is the one thing I can control while everything else skids out. And when I say “skids out,” I’m talking like major life crisis, not just a traffic jam or a malfunctioning bulb in the Christmas lights. The more difficult it becomes for me to fit in a run, the more necessary it is that I do.
My running mileage is not done in an effort to be healthy and balanced or to grow old to see my great grandchildren get married or for any other sort of honorable reason, no. I run because I have an insatiable hunger for the way it fills me up with clarity and pushes out the angst. When the day comes when I will be unable to run, I will no doubt find another vent between here and there but until then, while I can, I will run.
70 miles for the week looked like this:
Monday– I got 9 miles in on the treadmill while Jesse napped!
Tuesday– Well, I did a 2 mile warm-up and then 8x800m repeats but I kept the recovery pace at an 8:30 min/mile clip (400m) so I didn’t run the 800s as fast (I did them each in 3:09). It was a really, really great workout. Not too tough, but just enough to make my face purple. 8 miles total.
Wednesday– Just a slow 10 mile recovery run on the treadmill.
Thursday– A treadmill run while Jesse napped and Callum was at preschool. I managed 9 miles with 10 pickups just to get my legs turning over.
Friday– An 8 mile treadmill run at 8 min pace.
Saturday– Well, my first 20 miler in a really long time! I had to divide it up so that I could feed Jesse. I did the first half at an 8:30 min/mile pace and the second half at a 7:25 min/mile pace.
Sunday– A slow 6 miles pushing Jesse in the stroller in the rain!
Why do you/do you not run? What drives you? What holds you back?