Stress Coma.
To say that I've been in a stress coma would be...well...a major understatement. As a result, my temperment, diet, mental health and training have all taken a hit.
But that shit...it's all about to change.
Oh yes.
I've allowed myself to wallow in a sea of stress for far too long now. And a change will do me some good.
Mike is suggesting yoga or meditation as a means to help me find balance once again, which I am looking into. Cause let me tell you...my life, right now...is work...work and a little more work. When I woke up at 7 this morning...I found myself pouring through work email trying to make sure everything is in order. It was bad.
So yes, I need a little more work/life balance. That's much easier said than done. And the funny part is...I almost forgot how theraput running really is. So I reminded myself...
I ran this morning. For the first time...in well...too long. It felt good. Damn good. And I even ran up the only hill on the running path at the end of the four miles. Although there was some huffing and puffing going on there...hah! (I figured Nashville is slightly hilly so I may as well do at least one hill before we leave.) By the time I hit mile 2, I started feeling better. I sorted things out in my head, took out my aggression on the pavement, stopped to walk and enjoy the crisp air every once in a while...and when the run was over...I found I didn't want to stop (but had to get the car home so Mike could use it). Oooooh and the most exciting part of the run...I *think* I crossed paths with Steven Spielberg running. Twice. Of course, it was likely just some old guy who had some freakish resemblence to him. But for for the sake of my run being more interesting...I'll say it definitely was him. Twas very weird...
Hmm...I just realized. The Nashvegas half mary is two weeks from today. AWESOME. We'll hang out with Brent and Rae...the pups will play...I'll get to see the family...and life will be good.
My goal for the Nashville half? Just finish. Ideally with each mile coming in under 14:00. I'm debating the right strategy. I might start from the get go with a run/walk approach to get me to mile 8 with ease and then see what I've got left in me for the final five. If I can run, I'll run. If I'm only left with the means to crawl...well then look for me on my hands and knees. This is what happens when you take the super extreme taper approach...my last run of any notable distance was on October 22, 2006. Coach Jack joked about this. We both know that I'll be fine. Plus I know the TNT coaches that are on the course so they'll be looking out for Mike and me.
At any rate.
Good luck to all those who are out to kick some ass in Boston on Monday. You are all warriors in your own right...no wind or rain or heartbreak hill can slow you down!
Keep on truckin', campers!
ps....the RBF GMR team finally has a team name...Dude, Where's My Van? it is! :)
But that shit...it's all about to change.
Oh yes.
I've allowed myself to wallow in a sea of stress for far too long now. And a change will do me some good.
Mike is suggesting yoga or meditation as a means to help me find balance once again, which I am looking into. Cause let me tell you...my life, right now...is work...work and a little more work. When I woke up at 7 this morning...I found myself pouring through work email trying to make sure everything is in order. It was bad.
So yes, I need a little more work/life balance. That's much easier said than done. And the funny part is...I almost forgot how theraput running really is. So I reminded myself...
I ran this morning. For the first time...in well...too long. It felt good. Damn good. And I even ran up the only hill on the running path at the end of the four miles. Although there was some huffing and puffing going on there...hah! (I figured Nashville is slightly hilly so I may as well do at least one hill before we leave.) By the time I hit mile 2, I started feeling better. I sorted things out in my head, took out my aggression on the pavement, stopped to walk and enjoy the crisp air every once in a while...and when the run was over...I found I didn't want to stop (but had to get the car home so Mike could use it). Oooooh and the most exciting part of the run...I *think* I crossed paths with Steven Spielberg running. Twice. Of course, it was likely just some old guy who had some freakish resemblence to him. But for for the sake of my run being more interesting...I'll say it definitely was him. Twas very weird...
Hmm...I just realized. The Nashvegas half mary is two weeks from today. AWESOME. We'll hang out with Brent and Rae...the pups will play...I'll get to see the family...and life will be good.
My goal for the Nashville half? Just finish. Ideally with each mile coming in under 14:00. I'm debating the right strategy. I might start from the get go with a run/walk approach to get me to mile 8 with ease and then see what I've got left in me for the final five. If I can run, I'll run. If I'm only left with the means to crawl...well then look for me on my hands and knees. This is what happens when you take the super extreme taper approach...my last run of any notable distance was on October 22, 2006. Coach Jack joked about this. We both know that I'll be fine. Plus I know the TNT coaches that are on the course so they'll be looking out for Mike and me.
At any rate.
Good luck to all those who are out to kick some ass in Boston on Monday. You are all warriors in your own right...no wind or rain or heartbreak hill can slow you down!
Keep on truckin', campers!
ps....the RBF GMR team finally has a team name...Dude, Where's My Van? it is! :)
Labels: CMM Half, finding my inner zen, stress
posted by Iron Jayhawk at 8:37 AM
5 Camper Comments:
Darn, none of my suggestions won? Well, you chose well, so I guess I'll be a graceful loser.
Ack! Boston is back already? I need to get my TV fixed!
Well I hope you find a yoga class to help. Also, great name for the team - I'll be missing you all.
Love the name of the team!! Also, great job on pounding that pavement's ass today!
nice job on the run. i always find that i'll feel better after a run (usually) if i'm super stressed out. you'll have fun in nashville!
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