All of these things are not conducive to running.
But I am not going to force myself to run regardless. I’m taking a little break, for as long as I need.
Back in April, I had a bit of a cold, but I kept up my running routine without slowing down. The cold ended up lasting more than a month and turning into bronchitis, nearly derailing not just my half-marathon training but an awesome trip to Jamaica.
Ever since I finished two successful races earlier this month – the 10K at the airport and the half-marathon in Fredericton – I have laid off. I still go to my CrossFit bootcamp twice a week, and I did a spinning class on Saturday, but not much running has been happening.
I really want to be running. But since I don’t have any new race commitments (yet!) I’m not going to push it.
Well, I say that, but then I still ended up coming down with yet another cold this week. I’ve been running ragged. Just normal life stuff. Work, transportation issues and early dental appointments have depleted my sleep (which, for me, sets up the perfect conditions for a cold).
And then there was this:
Probably the toughest workout I’ve ever done. Fifty reps of each activity listed here. I was OK until the wall balls, but my ball was too heavy (14 lbs) and I had no gumption left. I kind-of started to cry. I had that hopeless I can’t do it feeling. Then I came home and felt so tired I almost immediately went to bed.
Hard workouts and my self-pity aside, the point of this post was to reinforce the importance of rest, one of the key elements of staying healthy.