Poor Me, Poor Me, Poor Me. (Pour Me Another)

• Posted: September 24, 2008
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• Author: Shéamus
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• Filed under: Observations, Workouts
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Finding myself quite a few miles behind the schedule to meet my 100 Miles In Two Weeks challenge - something I’m beginning to regret attempting, to be honest - I needed to make up some of the arrears today.

Problem was: I just didn’t want to.

Being completely frank, and looking back at all of this now with hindsight, attempting this challenge at this point in my running ‘career’ was a mistake. What I should have done was notched up my first fifty-mile week (like I’ve just had), celebrated that for a while, dropping mileage down at the same time to ‘rest’, and then attempted this 100-mile thing later in the year.

As it is, the problems I’ve been having with my body, finishing my current job and doing all the preparations (meetings, computer set-up, etc) for the new one, has left me not only feeling exhausted, but has severely depleted my energy and general motivation.

Add to that the fact that, of course, I haven’t had a rest day in almost four months, and it paints a picture that really isn’t so pretty.

It’s got to the point where I don’t want to run. In fact, right now, I hate running.

I hate it.

How did this happen in a week? Seven days ago, I loved it. I’ve been loving it since day one. But it just goes to show what can happen when you try and push things too far. I wasn’t ready for this leap. I might have been if it had been a normal time of the year, with consistently good weather, nothing going on at work, and I felt generally well-rested and content. Problem is, none of those things are true. Everything appears to be either a mess or complicated right now, and overall it’s not only left me loathing the idea of even going out for a run, but the way that makes me feel, on top of everything else, is actually making me feel quite depressed.

Running is the last thing I want to do right now - curling up on the sofa with a couple of bottles of wine and some trash television sounds like a much better idea.

This is not a good place to be.

I need to re-address, to get my priorities straight. Running was never meant to become something that was a chore. That was a job, or a thing that had to be done, even if I didn’t enjoy it. I’ve been loving it all this time, and the last thing I want to do is push it to a place where I end up throwing the towel in on everything, and not just this mini-challenge.

I need to do some serious thinking.

As it is, today, I had to stop twice - again - to self-massage my left hamstring, at the 3- and 6-mile point. My overall pace of 8:06 wasn’t terrible, but my mile splits were pretty poor, with only one under 8-minutes.

Splits:

Not a happy bunny.

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