Some days running gets the best of me. Last weekend I ran a very HOT half marathon. It was miserable. It was hot. I was unhappy. I was angry. It was my slowest time ever but I finished. I pushed through it all and finished. I didn’t think I wanted to run after that so I put it off every day…until yesterday. I ran 5.5 miles and it was again…miserable. I was hot and I was ready to quit. I wanted to quit running forever and burn my running shoes as well as clothing. I decided to give it one more shot and try today. If it was bad…I was done forever.
Well today I got the best of running. I took off and was unsure of myself but as I kept putting one foot in fron of the other I was moving faster and feeling better. I wanted to keep going but knew I had to stop as this was a training run and I have further to go tomorrow…I also didn’t want to tempt fate.
Its funny, just when you are ready to throw in the towel, you change your mind and use it to wipe the sweat off your face. Never quit…forward is a pace.