There's only a week left in February. How the hell did that happen? Time is just whizzing by lately. The only thing keeping me from hyperventilating over my lack of running lately (and my upcoming races) is that I took a glance at my training calendar from last year at this time (when I also had 2 races looming). Holy cow, did I slack big time. Ok, ok, I was sick with the cough from hell for a solid 7 weeks and then had to slowly limp back into running, but still. It was rough. One week I'd run 3 miles (the whole week) and the next I'd run 12. It was a little crazy. And yet.... I rocked the Cherry Blossom 10 Miler. And the Frederick Half Marathon a month later, too. On sheer determination and excitement, I plowed through those races and had a great time. So...... I can do that again, right?
Realistically, I have not been running what I "should" be. And I will probably not run "enough" in the coming weeks. I could sit here and kick myself, or I can just let it go. Admit that I'm not perfect, and be ok with that.
I've been so down in the dumps lately, I'm really trying to just shake it off and move on. Yesterday's run helped. Spring will help, too - just have to make it through a few more weeks. Until then, I'll have to find little things to focus on, find the positives where I can.
Thank goodness for the internet and Google image searches. ;-)
See? Cute dog pictures abound.
What gets you through when the blues hit?