OK...so I decided to run tonight on my inlaws treadmill. I didn't have to as I ran 4 miles yesterday, but I thought I better get my butt in gear if I am going to not die on this 1/2 marathon. So I went over a little before 7pm. I had hoped to get in 5, but only did 3. Yep...I stopped. So mad at myself, but I didn't have it in me tonight. I ran about a 12 min. mile. That stinks, believe me, I know.
I'm struggling this week with my confidence. Don't know why, I just am. It's having an affect on my time and its even made me shorten my runs. I have to get over it...I have to! Like I need to get over it this week. I think what I need is a long run so that I can believe in myself once again. A good long run.
But at least I did 3, right? And at night too! I am typically a morning run. That's when I have my energy. But I don't want to make excuses, just trying to be proud of myself for making the effort to get the run in. Until tomorrow...
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