Oh it’s real and it’s confession time again. Newsflash. Training to improve your speed game is H to the ARD, HARD.
For anyone out there that thinks the 5k distance is a joke or easy peasy lemon breezy, you are RI to the DICULOUS. Say it with me, ridiculous!
I can remember days where running 21km didn’t feel this effing hard. Ugh. I know, I’m all up in your face whining about it, but I fully admit that I honestly thought taking a break from distance running would make me happier, but ha! Jokes on me, except I’m not laughing.
The past 2 months of training have been some of the hardest if not the hardest I have ever experienced with running. I have literally been faced with feeling extremely uncomfortable, extremely quickly, and ALL THE LIVE LONG DAY. Ok, that last part is an exaggeration, but it’s totally discomfort city on EVERY. SINGLE. RUN.
Example: this morning, waking up at 6am in the cheeriest mood ever and by cheery I mean effing miserable, I copped out 2km’s into my 4km run. Yup. You…read…that…right. Me, the girl who’s wrestled her demons, challenged herself with far harder goals and has conquered the 30k distance before, shit the bed at 2km’s this morning. Ugh. Why does it have to suck so incredibly bad some days?
I’m trying not to beat myself up about it and pulling every feel good trick out from up my sleeve that I can, like quoting Cool Runnings’ “I see pride, I see power, I see a badass mother…” in the mirror, but eff me guys, this shit is hard. So hard.
Anyone have any tips or tricks for how you get through those rough runs that are just super duper awful and uncomfortable?
Suck it up you say? Right-o. Check in with ya’ll in a few weeks…you know, when I’ve hopefully crushed that 5k PB. Ugh….🙄
PS – the view this morning was top notch