Why hello my friend, we meet again!
Yup. I have what I lovingly call, the runner funk.
What do I consider the runner funk? It is the lack-luster, do-if-I-must, not getting much joy out of running on a day-to-day basis feeling.
However, instead of throwing in the towel and calling it good…I am taking a step back, clearing my head, and seeing things for what they really are. Running isn’t going to be rainbows and sunshine, unicorns and ponies, PRs and big dreams 100% of the time…I am learning to embrace the lows so I can appreciate the highs.
What do I think is the cause of my running blues?
I have been pushing a stroller around town for the last 3 weeks for over 100 miles, I have been going at my long runs alone, and I have yet to have a speed/track workout with anyone but myself…and that can get daunting after a while.
Cue the violins 😉
I don’t plan on this funk lasting forever…but I am embracing the ho-hum feeling while it lasts.
Today I tried my hardest to change it up for both the boys and myself. We ran a different route. It was fun to explore our town in places we don’t normally go…but, I started late today and by the time I was wrapping up my run..it was close to 90.
I know I will get back to that loving feeling for running soon. For now, I am focusing on the fact that pushing my boys has made me stronger
case in point 😉
Running in the heat while pushing a stroller has had me craving a ton of healthy foods…My body just knows it needs more to move forward….even my “not so healthy” treats have been better than my usual go-to-chocolate route.
Our local fro-yo place has typically two dairy-free options for soft-serve. Today the boys and I had to get some…between our run in the heat and playing at a playground with no shade at the heat of the day…it only made sense 😉 I feel so fortunate to be able to treat my boys like I get too….It is a great way to break up the routine of every day when we are all feeling a little blue.
If any of you have any suggestions, comments of empathy, or a “get over it” comment..I am all ears, (or eyes?!) I appreciate you reading he highs of the highs and the lows of the lows….I wouldn’t really be portraying an accurate life of a runner if I didn’t express that sometimes it just plain stinks.