The roads were calling
After a disappointing Spring marathon training season that ended in a canceled marathon as we were running it, I decided to take a break from running. I found myself completely unmotivated to run or work out, so I listened to my body.
And life, as happens sometimes, got in the way of running.
Work became really busy as census picked up and I was needed more. Long work hours also left me too tired to run. But recent patient interactions have been highly rewarding, and for that, I’m grateful.
I’ve also spent a fair amount of time deciding on a new vehicle since my 15-year-old car has finally waived the white flag. My poor girl is tired. I keep telling her she won’t have to go much longer, and that she has served me well. I have a car on order, though, which should arrive in June. I’m definitely not looking forward to a car payment.
After three weeks off, the roads began to call to me, so I listened again. Mother’s Day was my first run back, and I only ran 3 miles.
It was a group run, and I surprised myself with my ability to keep up with runners who I know are faster than me! And as we returned to our cars, my brain was like, “That’s all? We normally run farther than that on Sunday!” But I didn’t want to overdo things after taking so much time off.
Did I lose my aerobic base? Probably not. I do believe that I helped spare my body a greater risk of injury by giving it a break. And I certainly needed it, because I was feeling a bit burnt out.
Running should be fun, not tedious. I don’t have to do this. I get to do this. I have to remind myself of that every now and then.
The next couple of months will be weird fitness-wise. June begins marathon training season again for fall races. And I will return as a coach for my team. But I will also be traveling to London. I’m not sure if I will run on vacation or not. It’s a school trip, and I have no control over the itinerary. They have also encouraged us to only take a carry-on bag for this 10-day adventure, so that limits what I can bring. All problems for another day. But I’m certain we will be walking a ton!
I will focus on finding a workout routine again, with no pressure to adhere to a set schedule. I just need to return to the simple joy of movement, the meditative time on my feet during solo runs, and the therapy of conversation during group runs.
The lead photo is on my last run, where I was greeted by the neighborhood horses. They even came over to say hello after snapping this photo! They seemed disappointed that I didn’t have treats for them.
Have you ever battled exercise burnout? How did you cope? I’d love to hear your thoughts.
As always, I hope you all are safe and healthy.