Every once in awhile, I have to remind myself it’s okay to relaaax.
See, I like to stay on course, not veer from my routine, not break streaks. I’m a leetle anal. I tend to blow things out of proportion, like thinking if I take a day off from running I’ll lose all the progress I’ve made, or if I go over my allotted calories for the day I’ll gain 10 pounds overnight. You know, very LOGICAL things that very NORMAL people think.
On Sunday, my heel hurt so I didn’t do my long run and took a yoga class instead. On Monday, my heel felt a little better but then my throat started killing me that afternoon. It came on all of a sudden and I was convinced I was getting sick. I figured I was due – my last cold was in January, and I tend to get one or two a year.
My sore throat continued into the night and into Tuesday morning, to the point where not only did I not run (I did a “stretching workout” instead, thereby not breaking my workout streak) but once I got into the city for work I got tea instead of coffee. Now I KNOW shit is bad when I get tea instead of coffee. I was like, “This is it. I’m sick.” The weird thing is I didn’t have a stuffy nose or anything. It was just my throat. The rest of me felt fine. A little tired, but fine.
By the afternoon, my throat felt a little better. By the evening, it was fine.
This morning I feel okay. Heel is okay. Throat is okay. I think I’m okay. So I tentatively run 3 miles. Easy miles. I normally go pretty hard (for me) for my 3-mile runs, but this morning, I did not. I decided I would take it easy, and more importantly, that I would be okay with that.
I even saw two deer grazing near the edge of the road – there are a lot in my town, and also, bunnies – and I did something I hardly ever do and stopped running to take a picture. By the time I reached them they had run up the hill. I took one anyway. You can barely make them out, but the closet one is right in the center.
I figured I’d use it as my run pic for today.
This is a slow pace for me and I didn’t run for very long. But that’s okay. I enjoyed it and I felt good and I didn’t die. Now I am going to eat a piece of chocolate, which is also very much okay.
p.s. You have to sing the title of this post like the first line of “Easy Lover” by Phil Collins and Philip Bailey