I have to admit that I've hit a rough patch. Due to the intense cold in Arizona (some mornings is was 36 degrees!), I stopped running at 5am before work. But I felt like it was okay, because the 40 day yoga challenge had started and I had just done 12 straight days of 75 minute yoga classes.
Then I suddenly received news that my yoga studio was closing (hopefully, only temporarily) due to financial issues, so on a Friday morning, I found I had nowhere to go after work. I am not a person who enjoys change. I've been going to yoga classes at least three times a week since last June. So to suddenly have this gaping hole in my routine really shook me up.
Now I'm sure you would think, "okay, dumdum, that's your cue to get your ass out there and run again!". But you would be wrong (you knew that, right?), because I suddenly found myself too tired to get up early in order to run before work. This was really bad timing, because last Saturday, I ran my first 5k, the Color Run.
I've been training for this 5k since October. So it was weird that in the week before the race, I totally lost my drive. The more I stayed in bed longer, the worse I felt. And I knew that not running was making me feel worse, but I felt helpless to change it.
The Color Run came on a very un-Arizona like day. It was rainy, cold and miserable out. I felt completely unprepared and like a complete poser even being at a 5k. Thankfully, I had three friends (Windee, John and Andrea, you rock my socks!) run it with me because without them being there, I would have stayed at home with my head buried under a pillow.
So, not to say that I'm still not struggling with the blues, but this past weekend I did a 5+ mile walk/run interval, and I've run twice this week. I don't want to do it, but I keep telling myself that even though I still feel blue, I'll feel even bluer if I don't get some endorphins moving.
Whenever, my brain gets to this point of glum bitchness, I think about this scene from, "City Slickers".
But like Billy Crystal, I just keep trying new things and hoping to find my smile. Hopefully, it won't involve birthing a calf.