Helllooooo all! Sorry for the break. Last Friday I spent the day with a very near friend who lost her father. Their family has been so strong and it was incredible to see them and their courage shine through.
Because of travel on Friday I did not run or blog. Because of travel Saturday I did not run or blog. Because of family things (I am upstate and H’s parents’) on Sunday I did not run or blog. I think this sort-of forced mini break was a good thing. After my DNF on Wednesday I was spent. Training for a marathon, particularly the first ever, is draining!
This morning I finally hit the pavement in the town where H grew up. I was tired, my allergies are awful, and (to be honest) I was scared. What if last Wednesday wasn’t a one time deal? I put faith in my body and I ran. I ran a little over 5.5 and I felt good. Not great-good. But that is ok with me because I need to get my confidence back bit by bit.
I hope everyone has a fabulous Labor Day. Once again I will be traveling.
Did you all ever have a forced running break? Did it help or hurt?