Today marks the beginning of my 5th week without running.
That's a long time for me.
Without running and training, I have a hard time blogging. It's a schedule like everything else in my life, so I have that going against me. My schedule is off. Additionally, when I'm warming up or cooling down is often when I come up with my best ideas. My insights are driven by the things I see, hear, taste or feel... while running.
My writing outlet is, well, my other outlet. So I am not producing any visceral writing. Nor am I running. This is a toxic combination.
As the weeks have gone by, I've become overly sensitive, obsessive, and anxious.
I know this for a fact because my H was kind enough to gently point it out to me. ~um~
Might have to rename the blog the Neurosis of the Slogging And Half-Crazy Marathoner of 3....