Yes, I’ve complained about this before. But now, I’m going to brag a little about how busy my life is.
Well, kind of. The fact that I’m running around (both literally and figuratively) is making my life feel very fufilling. In the past, summers have been about grunt work and making ends meet. FINALLY I’m working my brain out daily with all the craziness I’m going through and it feels *great*.
The only downside is that I’m such a go-go-go person that I forget to step back and relax, decompress with some hot tea and a good book. I find myself on at one extreme or the other, too much or too little in my day. I need to find balance. Which is why I’m going to dedicate 45 mins every night to reading a book I just picked up from my gramma. Hopefully this allows me to let my brain rest when I sleep and save my churning thoughts for the next day.
Again with the go-go-go theme: it is ever present in my running routine too. I know I’ve posted in the past few days about putting together a schedule, but I attack my workouts with a vengence. Granted, I must be doing something right, as I BQ’d, but I guess my association with schedules is training ones so I push too hard. Gotta get better at telling myself there’s no shame in taking an easy, or god-forbid, rest day
And so I sit here, taking a MCAT study break to post, sitting on a lovely 8 miles with a friend on some trails this morning. We both kept the pace very relaxed but since it was on trails my heartrate was pie-in-the-sky high from all the hills that were there. We went early which was a very good thing because today is *humid*! After cold and rainy for the past few days it was nice to see the sun (and the state park we ran through was beautiful!) but man, did we want some rain to cool us down afterwards.
Keeping another paragraph in tune with CrazyBusyLife (kind of reminds me of TLC’s album CrazySexyCool haha), yesterday was 11 miles. The rain hadn’t let up yet so it was kind of annoying mist but I did it. Kind of slow but I think it’s because I lifted for the first time in for-freaking-ever on Thursday and my body isn’t too happy about it. But that’s ok because I did it! And now, my body still isn’t loosening up, muy annoying. Also tres annoying: I chose to do a 5.5 mile route twice. Not such a great idea but hey, at least I know now that I *never* want to do that again. Heh.
But 11 miles yesterday, 8 this morning? I know that there are TONS of ppl who can handle those miles in a row. And I think I can, but I typically try to balance an every-other-day “long” run, so like 11-5-8-6 etc. Trying to get a perfect higher/lower distances ratio over the course of a week. Especially since I’m still hunting for the perfect race.
Even though my life is going at a thousand miles an hour, I like the fact that I can still pull out a good solid running week on top of it all. I guess the driving force behind me being motivated to do so much is also part of the reason I can actually accomplish it. So back to my first statement: yes, I complain about everything I’m doing (and will continue to do so) but I love it and wouldn’t change it. Reaching for the stars maybe? Or an ulcer? That remains to be seen…heh.