As you might guess from the fact that I haven’t posted in a couple of weeks, things in my world have been hectic. However, I always hate it when people talk about how busy they are, so I won’t do that to you. Instead, I want to focus on the positive – namely, the fact that I went for a run tonight for the first time in nearly 2 weeks, and it felt great!
I know I’m not alone in occasionally lacking the motivation to work out. And it’s not exactly that I haven’t been motivated the past few weeks. It’s been more that I’ve been really overwhelmed with school and felt like I needed to make that a priority rather than fitting in my workouts. I’ve been working out regularly for about a year and a half now, though, and I know that I feel better and manage my stress better when I’m working out, so I was starting to feel the itch to workout more. And that’s good, because sometimes we need a fire lit under our figurative behinds.
I’m not sure if anyone else feels the same way, but if I want to fit in regular workouts, I have to be MENTALLY committed to fitting them in. And to be perfectly honest, this hasn’t been the case for me recently. Yes, this is where I could be whiney-whiney about how busy my life has been and I think it would be valid rather than just an excuse (again, not going to get into the details, as I would annoy myself with my own sense of self-pit). But I think it has finally sunk in for me that the rest of the school year will be just as busy, so I’d better just suck it up, mentally re-commit to fitness, and (to quote Lainey) “gut that sh-t out.”
So, getting back to my run, I headed out after getting home from school and before eating supper. I had the intention of running near campus right after dropping my gear off at my parked vehicle after school. After finishing up with my patient and having a quick yogurt, I changed into my running clothes and started walking to my vehicle. Somehow, though, I completely forgot that my husband had dropped me off at school and I didn’t have a parked vehicle to put my gear in. After calling my husband and getting a ride home, I headed out the door.
It was a really beautiful night tonight: cool, clear, and pretty calm. I wore running tights and a t-shirt, and it was perfect. Despite using my inhaler before my run, the air was cool enough that I noticed my chest was a little tight near the end of my run.
My intention was to run at a comfortable pace that felt good. You may or may not know that I trained for a half marathon this summer, but was unable to run it due to an IT band injury I sustained just after I started to taper. I’ve been rehabbing my hip and knee for several weeks now. This week I visited my physiotherapist and mentioned that my last run was about 30 minutes long and I was pain-free. However, he suggested that I keep this run to about 20 minutes, since I had taken (at that point) a week and a half off from running. I’m hanging my head in shame as I type this, but I ignored his advice tonight. And, yes, I should have listened to him, because around the 26 minute mark, my knee got a little bit achy.
Before the knee ache appeared, though, it was a fantastic run! It wasn’t super fast or anything, but it just. felt. good. I was able to push a little (Maybe not the smartest when you’re still recovering from an injury. I know, I know.), and I just basically went out and enjoyed it.
The next run will probably be closer to 20 minutes, so that I don’t tweak the knee again, but I’m really looking forward to it. Tomorrow I plan to get a full-body workout in, and then I’ll go out for a run again on Sunday.
What do you do when you struggle with motivation and fitting in exercise? Are you a runner, and do you love it?