Today was my first run of the new year. Last night before bed all I could think about was how excited I was to get up and run the next morning. You know what they say, the hardest part about running is getting out the door. That my friends was true to its tale for me today.
I woke up grumpy because the sirens were going off and I could hear my neighbors hammering something. The last thing I wanted to do was leave my oh so comfy bed. As I contemplated going back to sleep I thought about how much I would hate myself later on if I didn’t follow through with my plan. So I got out of bed, threw on my running clothes, and laced up my shoes.
That first stretch I felt good! Halfway through the first mile I started to get tired. Near the end of the first mile my left hip wanted to give out but I kept my breathing pattern steady and pushed through it.
A few minutes into the second mile I could feel the blood pounding inside my head and my eyes started to hurt. By this point my cramp had subsided and I relied on my music to pump me up. A few minutes later my breathing began to stagger.
Now, important key note: Breathing and form are the key to any run! Most people don’t know that when running it is important to maintain a regular breathing pattern. I’ve tried different patterns out and I’ve found the best one for me is to breath in twice through my nose and then out of my mouth once. I suppose everyone is different. If you maintain a steady breathing pattern you reduce the chance of getting cramps and it helps you maintain a steady pace. I could go on forever about form so we’ll skip that.
Near the end of my run my body was exhausted and I could feel myself slowing down with each step. I kept telling myself, “You’re almost there! You’re almost there!” And finally I ran past my apartment gates and right up to my door.
There were two things I did very wrong before my run. First, I didn’t eat anything for breakfast so my body had no energy to exert. Second, I hadn’t drank any water since the night before and I was very dehydrated. I could feel these things pulling me down the whole time I was running. Normally I take that first step out the door and feel exhilarated even after I have finished. Two-milers are easy for me, as I am used to running long distance, but today I just felt weak, slow, and tired. Biiiiig mistake!
Nevertheless, I finished my run which was an exhilarating feeling within itself. Remember, it doesn’t matter how fast, how slow, or how long you run just as long as you never stop and always finish. Would you rather be the one walking across the finish line or the one who finished dead last but never stopped running?
- Post-Run: This was taken right after I finished my run and I was exhausted. Oh, and that’s my kitty Charlotte :)