I have been overly tired for one too many days. In addition, and for no reason I can understand, I have been dealing with severe itchiness in a few localized areas for about 3 days that has been driving me insane! So when I woke up this morning, still feeling not-so-great, I just went back to sleep, not wanting to deal with either issue. I finally got up and moving around 10:00, and took an allergy pill (which I know makes me tired, but I just couldn't deal with the itchiness anymore). At that point I remembered something very important: Today marks the beginning of Week 8 of Couch to 5K. Might as well go for a run right?
So I decided to go for my run despite: 1-being tired, 2-having taken a pill which makes me even more tired, 3-it was already over 90 degrees outside, and 4-it being the day to add an additional .25 miles to my run. Needless to say, it certainly was not the best run I have ever had. Far from it, in fact. I never take water with me on my runs, mostly because when I drink on my run, it tends to give me stomach cramps. I decided that today needed to be an exception because of how hot it was, the fact that no ones sprinkler systems would be running (which I normally run through to cool off), and because I have been extremely thirsty the past few days. The water turned out to be a lifesaver! While I knew I wasn't pushing myself as hard as I have the past few runs, I was pushing myself as hard as I could today. The sun was beating down on me, which I am not used to, and I poured a great deal of the water on my head to keep me cool. I did drink a small amount of water, too, and I ended up getting stomach cramps the last .25 miles, but that was a small price to pay for being able to quench my thirst.
I pushed myself so hard I began to cry during my last half mile-in all my running in the past, I have never pushed myself hard enough to cry. Crazy! But I was determined that today was Day 1 of Week 8-and I was supposed to run 2.75 miles with no walking, and I was not going to let a few circumstances stop me from that. Yes, I know I can be stubborn at times. It will probably be the death of me. If I was not already worn out, the run took the last little bit of energy I had left in me. It took me 39:34 to complete my 2.75 miles, which, if my math is correct (for some reason, I am not certain it is today), that is a 14:23 per mile pace. Certainly not my best run pace, but compared to two weeks ago, it is still a major improvement, and I will gladly accept it for the way I felt during my run.
My lifesaver today:
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