Conditions Were Perfect
Conditions were perfect…no, not for "business time", for me to go running. Mark had come home early, Sophie was not fussy and in a fantastic mood. She had just eaten and I could have gone to the gym. But I didn't. I found every excuse I could think of: I will go later after the next feeding (which I knew I wouldn't), I'm too tired (which I wasn't), I don't have enough time (which I did), we just got Sophie into a bedtime routine and it's working and I NEED to be here (which I didn't ), I've eaten too much and I will feel sick if I try to do speed work (I would have sufficiently digested by the time I would have gotten to the gym, if I had gone). As much as having a baby can at times genuinely complicate my ability to get out and run, it can also be an incredibly easy excuse for avoiding running. Last night it was: I stayed home, sat on the couch, on my computer, on People.com looking at pictures of celebrities. Yes, I am that lame. I should have gone to the gym. Kick, Kick. (That is me kicking myself for failing to stick to my training plan).
Since I skipped both Wednesday and Thursday of The Plan, I will be augmenting the rest of the week. Today I will run my long run. Saturday I will run speed work and Sunday I will run an easy run of 20 or 30 minutes. That will set me up to get back on track next week.
Next time the conditions are perfect and I don't feel like running, I will push through and run. I know that I will feel so triumphant afterwards if I do.