Inside the Brain of a Runner

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.  

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