I have been feeling like crud all week. Extremely tired, lack of motivation, slightly depressed, zero appetite...just really annoyingly mopey! For comparison purposes, I felt like the energizer bunny whose batteries just got ripped out of its back! As I am sure you can relate, not feeling like yourself is awful - especially when you can't pinpoint what's wrong. As of yesterday, I was just blaming my hormones...mostly because my mind was so full of negativity - "I can't" - "I don't want to" - "Ugh...must I?"... so last night I had to literally force myself to lace up those shoes and hit the payment. I was on a mission to send my hormones packing!
The run was torture. My legs felt like they were filled with cement. I kept having to give myself pep talks because all I really wanted to do was lie down. Yep right then and there - just fall flat on my face and rest. The only thing that was keeping me going was the fact that I realized my thoughts weren't exactly logical so putting one foot in front of the other was the quickest way to get home.
God knew I needed help. As I rounded the corner of mile 3, I met another runner. Just what I needed to pick up the pace. We ended up pacing side by side thus striking up a conversation - long story short - I do think (crossing my fingers) I found myself a future running partner. Long time in the making! Meeting a local runner was just what I needed to give me that boost to make it home.
I got home feeling surprisingly renewed. Sadly, this feeling lasted a whole 30 minutes. The cruddy "down in the dumps" feeling crept right back in leaving me to think it was more than hormones...my body was fighting something. I was scheduled to meet with my personal trainer the next morning at 6am so I shot her a text to let her know what was going on. She didn't take much details to know just what to say. She came back and said, "Just rest. Listen to your body and rest."
So, I did just that. I went to bed early and woke up a few hours later to a freezing cold sweat. Fever, check. Yep, my body was fighting alright. So, with my restless night behind me, I forced myself to ignore the massive to-do list to take the day to sleep. And, boy did I sleep. Around 3pm I came to life and felt like me again. So THANKFUL! I even got in an amazing strength training session and knocked out my to-do list - Double bonus!
Moral of this story - when your body says rest - you gotta listen. I didn't want to either but it was just what my body needed to fight off whatever was trying to get the best of me. Give your body the tools to fight - H2O and loads of REST!
Keep it Clean & Enjoy the Ride,
MSF
The run was torture. My legs felt like they were filled with cement. I kept having to give myself pep talks because all I really wanted to do was lie down. Yep right then and there - just fall flat on my face and rest. The only thing that was keeping me going was the fact that I realized my thoughts weren't exactly logical so putting one foot in front of the other was the quickest way to get home.
God knew I needed help. As I rounded the corner of mile 3, I met another runner. Just what I needed to pick up the pace. We ended up pacing side by side thus striking up a conversation - long story short - I do think (crossing my fingers) I found myself a future running partner. Long time in the making! Meeting a local runner was just what I needed to give me that boost to make it home.
I got home feeling surprisingly renewed. Sadly, this feeling lasted a whole 30 minutes. The cruddy "down in the dumps" feeling crept right back in leaving me to think it was more than hormones...my body was fighting something. I was scheduled to meet with my personal trainer the next morning at 6am so I shot her a text to let her know what was going on. She didn't take much details to know just what to say. She came back and said, "Just rest. Listen to your body and rest."
So, I did just that. I went to bed early and woke up a few hours later to a freezing cold sweat. Fever, check. Yep, my body was fighting alright. So, with my restless night behind me, I forced myself to ignore the massive to-do list to take the day to sleep. And, boy did I sleep. Around 3pm I came to life and felt like me again. So THANKFUL! I even got in an amazing strength training session and knocked out my to-do list - Double bonus!
Moral of this story - when your body says rest - you gotta listen. I didn't want to either but it was just what my body needed to fight off whatever was trying to get the best of me. Give your body the tools to fight - H2O and loads of REST!
Keep it Clean & Enjoy the Ride,
MSF
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