My body is rebelling against running at the moment. Its a double-edged sword. I am super grumpy without physical activity and nothing is more physical than running. Somehow, I just seem to not be getting back into the groove. I still make myself do *something* 60 minutes a day - but thats nothing when one is used to putting in 12-13miles daily on average.
The body feels like its in pain. Constantly. If I really felt sorry for myself I would say that God is playing a cruel joke on me since this is what I love the most. But I know thats not the case. Hes simply saying to me that I can plan to run or do a race or any activity or all that I want, but hes got the final say. And right now he seems to say "Ha! Fat chance, Aditi, fat chance".
Anyway, I have done 2 5 miler's since my last post that have left me completely wiped out. Today was my longest workout which lasted 80 minutes. Nothing significant but its the most I've done for weeks. 6 miles followed by the most freezing 10 laps in the pool. How pathetic is that? I took almost 70 minutes to run 6 miles because 2 skinny dogs decided to accompany me and I walked with them for a bit. So hard to resist!
Its the end of the week here. Its overcast everyday so I take it as Asia's version of Christmas. Heehee! This is the time of year when people are generally on their best behavior. I am contemplating handing out candy canes on my run one of these days. I know I'd love sugar early in the morning and no one does that anymore. Watch out!
