Running In Place

Well, except when I’m running.

Being practically unemployed (am doing a little per diem and what you might call “freelance” work for hospice) is strange, and somewhat unsettling. You know how you always think, if I didn’t have to go to work today I would accomplish so much, or if I wasn’t so tired from my long day of work I could get so much more done? Yep, I thought it too. Until I discovered there was a giant lazy butt in me, waiting to be unleashed upon the world to…..well, do nothing. I do make myself get up in the morning to see the kid off to school even though, at 15, he hardly needs me to. After that it’s all about coffee, internet, Howard Stern, leisurely breakfast, making lists of all the things I’m going to do at some undetermined future time, go for a run, read a book, etc, etc, etc. I do wash the dishes in hopes that it will blind my husband to the fact that I am an utter slug. Also alot of extra…um, you know, helps to keep him distracted from noticing. Anyway, at least it’s easier to find time for training when it’s the only thing on your schedule. If I can change myself out of my sweatpants I might go look for a job or some volunteer work or something. Well, maybe later.

Today’s run was very fine. 40 minutes scheduled, not as long as Monday and not as much of an effort as yesterday. When I first started off I was feeling some sore spots here and there which, of course, always freak me out and are hard for me to keep in perspective. I figured I’d just go easy but as things warmed up and smoothed out I did pick up the pace a little. It’s amazing to me the changes I’m seeing in the short time that I have been following the training and it makes me want to lament the past few months that I have spent shuffling along in stasis, but it doesn’t matter now. No place to go but forward.

Time: 40:00
Distance: 3.66
Avg. pace: 10:55
Effort: 8 of 10