I have had a pretty bad training week. In fact, I haven't had a training week -- I haven't run since my Asheville dash. Travel, family, and work have all conspired to keep me chained to my desk and my running shoes on the shelf. And its hot out now. And it is August.
I am sure I have slipped some. But, after all, last week, over a 6 day period I ran like 50 miles. That is a lot of miles for me, and included the two longest runs I have done in years. Maybe that has sapped my will to get out and slog through the daily workouts. Maybe the FIRST program is just too intense for what I enjoy about running. I am not sure, but the net result is no runs for last 6 days.
I have been on this committed, dedicated mission since March to lose weight and get fit. I have largely succeeded. But letting my guard down, just a little, opens the door to the old ways. The non-running, bad eating ways.
I'll get through it, and I have to get back on track. But the idea of lacing them up and going out in Central Park in this heat/humidity really is a downer.
I'll get to the gym tonight and run the next three days, with a long run Saturday morning. And this "holiday" will be a blip on the schedule.
Something though, that always cheers me up: