Five minutes before my run:
Really don’t want to get out of bed/walk away from my desk/go get changed/do anything hard. Maybe I’ll just skip today. I’m soooo tired….
Four minutes before my run:
I know I’m going to regret it if I skip. And I’ll be kicking myself all day long. If I run, I will feel so much better. Just suck it up. Just do this.
Once I’m in my running clothes:
Woohoo!! Feeling awesome. Ready to DO THIS. What is it about changing my clothes that instantly get’s me all psyched to work out?
The first five minutes of my run:
Ohmygosh I love this song. This is awesome. I am feeling SO good. I could run forever. I am totally picturing myself finishing the most kick butt race of my life. PR city. It’s going to be awesome.
The next twenty minutes:
Wow I thought I had gone a lot farther than this… This playlist isn’t doing anything for me anymore.
I can’t wait until this is over so I can eat lunch/breakfast/dinner/have a snack.
Another really great song! Great beat. I could listen to this forever. (plays on repeat 3 more times). Ok bored again. Really hope I can run outside again soon, I am starting to get REALLY sick of this treadmill.
Anything good in Instagram? Nope.
Anything good on Us Weekly? Nope.
Once I hit the halfway point:
Ooooh we’re halfway there…
I wonder how long until I can get back to speed work again. I mean, I am definitely in a better place right now than I was last year. Maybe that’s why I ended up hurt. Ok not true, I know it’s because of the banked roads. But still, last year I didn’t seriously start training until May, and it’s only (almost) March. That’s a really good time to build a base. I would totally kick butt running the Hartford Half. Definitely want to beat two hours again. That’s a realistic goal right? Two hours? I mean I’ve done it before, I can do it again. I really want to get fast again. Am I even close to being done yet?
The second to last quarter mile:
Just want to be done already. Why is this taking so long.
The last quarter mile:
Best. Run. Ever. I feel like breaking out into a complete sprint to the finish. So tempted, even though I know it’s a REALLY bad idea… Ok not going to do it. I’m supposed to be in recovery. I need to be taking it easy.
During my cool down walk:
Holy sweat-fest. Really glad I didn’t sprint at the end. I would be so screwed if I got hurt again. Obvi have to text everyone I know and tell them I just had an awesome run. And post to twitter. And maybe post to Instagram. It was legend – wait for it – dary. Everyone totally needs to know how awesome this run was. It was legend – wait for it – dary.