Last week, I vowed to press reset.
And I tried, but pressing reset wasn’t enough.
I was on track to crack 40 miles this past week – the week that I would be a month out from my wedding – and week 4 of working an overnight shift.
I had some amazing runs – Friday I ran 6 glorious miles, part of it around my prized Teddy Roosevelt Island. The weather was perfect.
Sunday was also gorgeous. I so wanted to run my 14 mile long run and cap off a great week. But my body had other plans. I was just SO tired. I haven’t been sleeping well. I’ve been trying to cram it all in – the final push of the wedding, spending whatever time I can cobble together with J, sleeping, and running.
On my run yesterday, J reminded me that it just might be too much and training hard for a half marathon just isn’t in the cards for me right now.
So I’ll run 2-3 more races – and by early October, I’ll be done for a little while. I need to recalibrate.
I plan on running now and then for fun. I also plan on spending more time on my yoga mat, and on the reformer machine.
As soon as I allowed myself to take a break, it felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulder. I am still a bit sad that I won’t be running Richmond, but I am excited for what the future holds.
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Good on you for making the hard decision. Feeling like a weight has been lifted definitely means you made the right call. What races might you do in October?