This weekend was going to be the start of my training for the Wine & Dine Half Marathon in November. I was actually even pumped to start training, if you can believe it. I think the excitement has much more to do with the fact that I'm NOT training for a full marathon over the summer for the first time since 2011 than the actual training for a race itself.
Then this happened:
|The low was like 90 or something.|
For the last several weeks, I had been focused on getting ready for a horse show we were going to in Del Mar, CA. While I had intentions of starting training before we left, I couldn't quite get my focus in that direction. I put all my energy into the show, but decided I would get my running groove in gear when I got back.
|Good grief, whyyyyyyyy???|
At least Del Mar was fairly nice. And it was nice for the horses to get a break from the desert heat, but coming back to these temperatures was certainly less than motivating to begin half marathon training. And truthfully, it's somewhat dangerous to work too hard in that kind of heat. This morning, I left my house and it was 86 and I actually felt a difference. It was a lot less oppressive. I think the humidity has dropped, making it more tolerable.
|Del Mar was a success! (Not so humble brag!)|
So yeah, there was no way I was running in that. I thought about running later on Saturday night, but it was still like 105 at 9:00 PM. And then I just lost the
will to live will to go running.
But don't fret! I didn't throw in the towel entirely! I found some daily exercise routines on Pinterest and I've been pretty darn good at getting them done, if I do say so myself! Okay, so it's only been three days, but it's something. I also went to Sprouts and bought all sorts of healthy foods to fuel my running. Going to the actual grocery store like an adult equals #winningatlife for me.
I don't have another horse show until mid October, so I can get a lot of running training in to rebuild my base, which has terribly deteriorated since I haven't run a race since Star Wars Half in January.
It feels good to be excited to run again. I think I needed a break. I gotta say, though, it's really easy to start packing on pounds when you aren't running a lot.
Also, drinking Coke doesn't help, and I rarely drink it at all these days, but I couldn't pass up on this one, right?
|Don't mind my super cool outfit.|