The Struggle Got Real…


Nearing the end of my training program these past few weeks, I hit some roadblocks.
A lot of parents may relate when I say that when my kids get sick, I pretty much drop everything. Things, including my commitment to my training schedule, went on the back burner while getting Poppy through ear infections, general viral malaise, multiple visits to the doctors office, and more sleepless nights than usual (as if I could have ever thought that would be possible!)

Heading out for a 16-mile run one Sunday, the waves of nausea were coming on, but I thought that some fresh air might make me feel better. And it kind of did, for the first 8 miles or so. I was totally committed to getting this run in and doing a long loop on the Milestone and Polpis bike paths. I had dropped off water bottles and electrolyte stuff along the route so I’d be able to stay hydrated.


Then at around mile 10…I really started to fall apart and it was bad! I had to keep stopping to walk (and gag by the side of the bike path) and I was absolutely freezing cold. Stomach bug aside, it was not a nice day to be out for a long run, with temps in the low 30’s and lots of wind and ice on the bike paths. By the time I finally made it home, I was in pieces and spent the whole night curled up with Fox while we both took turns getting sick.

For the next couple of weeks, I had very little drive to get out and run in the cold. I logged my shorter runs and my pace runs on the treadmill. This actually turned out to be a good thing, as I can train myself to modulate my pace better on the treadmill anyway.

I was on a not-so-great tear with my attitude towards training. Things were starting to bug me. I was tired, wiped out from being sick, and generally irritated by almost anything related to my running. My beloved Kinvara 7s, which were so life-changing to my running back in January, were getting holes in the toes (due to the way my foot strikes). I tried this special fix, a product called Shoe Armour; installed it in my sneakers only to find that it cut up my toes and took away from the softness of the insoles. Duct tape applied to the inside of the toe box would have been a better solution… 😉

I am admittedly a slave to running with my iPhone. Having a great playlist and being able to receive a call, (if god forbid some emergency with the kids occurs while I’m out), are the main reasons for running with my iPhone. I also got into using MapMyRun to track my progress and my routes. Then all of this started to annoy me. The MapMyRun app was bombarding me with annoying ads that would pop up on my screen, my playlists started to feel like work to manage and keep fresh. The velcro on the iPhone armband was going to tatters and slipping off my arm. Even the wires to my headphones were impossible to get in the right position. Believe me, I do realize how trivial all of this really is, but I was wondering:
a. what the hell is going on- am I about to totally derail?
b. had I already totally derailed?
c. how do I get back?*

*spoiler alert: I do get back- next blog post to cover that… 😉


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