Ponderings from a Morning Run

First, let's discuss last night's swim. Let me try to sum it up in one word: ugh. I really didn't want to go - thank goodness for Katy and her girls, because if it wasn't for our weekly swim date, I would have just gone to bed.

I don't know if it was the fact that it was freezing outside, my leaky goggles, or the tidal waves from the guy showing off doing swim sprints in the next lane but I was not feeling it. I tried to have an open mind, be confident, and be f*cking fearless like Coach ELF suggests, but all I felt was akward and, ironically, like a fish out of water. After the first 500m I just about got out of the pool, but what good would that have done? Does it make you mentally tougher if you just stop? Um, no. Besides, who DNFs on a workout? WTF???

Fine. I'll finish. It's just 75 m sprints, how bad can it be, right?

I looked over at tidal-wave boy and said "Bring it, b*tch." (in my head, of course) And you know what? I kept up with him for all 4 of my 75m sprints. I forgot my watch again, so I'm not sure what my overall pace was for the day, but I'm going to guess about 18 minutes. That's 2:00ish/100, which works for me! I might not have started this workout fearless & confident, but it sure ended that way.

Mental Challenge: 0 Sara: 1 woohooo!! Moving on!

This mornings run was freakin' fantastic! For some reason I was up at o'dark hundred this morning, and the first word to pop into my head. Run.

ha ha. very funny. I'm laughing my ass off.
Run.
No. Go away. My bed is warm.
Run.
B*tch, shut up.
Run.
No.
Run.
No.
RUN!!
Fine! b*tch.

Sometimes I have to argue with myself to get myself out of bed. It's my process.

But what a great run. I got to wear my spiffy new Nike jacket (yay for clearance sales!) and I just ran. Didn't have to think about anything, just ran. In the zone, if you will. It was great. Fast too - 3.3 miles in 28 minutes! I'll take that anyday!