I'm at that point in training where I just want to stop. I'm thinking, what I am doing running another half? Couldn't we have just gone to Vegas without the excuse of a half marathon? -We could just have said, our teething toddler and a cramped rental condo are sending us South for some retail therapy. But we didn't, or more specifically, I didn't. Yes, this entire gig was my idea and now I want to bail - well on the running part at least. I'm flailing. After a mediocre 18.5km today I am thinking, ugh, three more weeks of chilly winter training. New shoes weren't even enough to perk me up today. New IceBreaker leggings weren't even enough to perk me up today - though they performed outstanding despite my foot dragging.
I can't even must up a decent blog it feels like and I don't want this to be a rant you have to read. So... I need you. I need a pep talk. None of this sissy 'you can do it' crap or 'only a few more weeks'. Dig deep and find me some motivation please. As it is I'm wondering how I am going to pace my mom for a sub 2 hour half this coming Sunday. She's counting on me and I can barely count on myself to find the willpower to run long. Here's hoping for excellent weather conditions (no wind, please, it's so defeating for me) and some spring in my step.
Well, at least one person in the family has been a happy camper lately and pretty ok with being bundled up for chilly walks.