Savor? or Sucktastic?

~Savor the Run~

I say it all the time.  I mean it too.  You never know when it's going to be your last run.  One day you could be running along and roll your ankle and be sidelined for a month.  One day... one day... anything could happen.  You never know.  Treat every run likes it could be your last one.  Savor it, lap it up, enjoy it, be in it,... right?

Well.

Yes and no.

I had some rough running this week.  Sundays run was ugly but DONE.  Mondays Run & Tuesdays Run didn't happen at all.  In fact, parts of Sunday, Monday and Tuesday I laid in bed, laid on the couch, or laid on my floor.  I was laid up with a virus.  Or laid out.  My Md said I needed to ease back into my training.

So on Wednesday I ~gasp~ missed Adrenaline.  I KNOW.  I freaking KNOW.  It.was.devastating.  But I did go for a run.  I figured I could manage between 4 and 6 miles.  I scraped in at 4.  It was a freaking near miss on that too.  It was one of the more sucktastic runs I've had in a while.  My watch beeped "4" and I walked from there.  This isn't me.

Needless to say, I didn't exactly "enjoy" the run.

Thursdays run was not a whole lot better.  It also kinda sucked.  On a suckage scale of 1 - 10, this was around an 8.  I managed 5 miles.  Again.  The watch Beeped and I walked.  There was a mid run walk break too.  I couldn't have run one second faster.  I finished with waves of nausea rolling over me.

That run was freaking HARD TO SAVOR.  I was a little bummed about it.

And then I remembered something.  

You don't always have like every minute of every run, even if you love running.  

Besides, no one comes out to train for a marathon with the expectation that they’ll enjoy every single run, and if they do come out with that idea… well… yeah, we probably need to have a little talk.