Well I have been sick for a few days.
What stinks about being sick the most?
No it is not the fever and chills. Nor the loss of appetite and headache. I could even handle the pain and achy body, if I could go run.
I know I should not be complaining it is only a sinus infection and hopefully I should be running by tomorrow. But it still stinks. I miss it already.
The last time I ran was Sunday morning! I went to the gym Monday morning and cycled and did some weights, but that was the last time I got to work out. I tried to go running this morning but after I began I was having chest pains. I came home and felt like crying.
My problem is I am so used to getting up early in the morning and working out. My body is conditioned to do it. Do you know even on a day off I still wake right around that 4:45AM. I look at my alarm most days and shut it off before it even goes off. I just have gotten into a rhythm of wake up, workout, tackle the day.
So missing a workout even if only for 2 days has left me kind of blue. I noticed today, I was crankier and that old feeling of depression began to sink in. Then in comes that self doubt, the worry and panic of missing a few training runs.
In my rational brain I know it is not a big deal it is only 2 days and it will not affect my marathon in 2 months, but in my irrational crazy brain I am worried about making up those missed runs and how it may hurt me in the long run. It is that inner voice the evil one that I always seem to battle lately.
In reality missing 2 days of running and or exercise is not a big deal to most people and I should be happy it is not more! I am happy it is not and I am hoping to get a run in tomorrow night. But I did learn that rest is needed to heal the body sometimes and I need to listen when the warning signs pop up.