Yesterday I was all hyped to get back on plan and get serious about training. That was yesterday. Today? Today I’m just not feeling it. I had another disappointing workout this afternoon. I had such high hopes that I would feel strong and that the running would feel effortless. I’m not sure about you, but man, I slog through all the hard days for those rare, but worth it, effortless days. To run perchance to fly. Today was not about flying; today was all about the slog.
I’m trying to stay positive, trying to embrace the process, throw myself a little grace, but it’s getting tougher with each disappointing run. I’ve drowned my sorrows in homemade barbecue pizza and I’m going to formulate a plan this evening. I feel very strongly that there is precious little in life that isn’t helped by a list or a plan. So I plan to put together my plan of attack. I’m going to figure out how to get through the tough runs and onto the fun part. Because it has to be more fun that this, right?