Scared

I don’t have to look back at my posts from a year or two ago to realize things are not the same as they were then.  Back then, I wouldn’t hesitate to head out to run in the rain or the cold or the middle of the night.  I just did it.  Sometimes I paid dearly for my lunacy and sometimes I had an incredible run or workout.  The monsoon race at the Holy Toledo Triathlon a couple of years back was one of the craziest and most exciting races I have done.

But now I am gun shy.  I ran on Monday and had part of my face frozen off.  On Tuesday, I did a bike trainer workout followed by my pathetic version of a circuit training routine.  And just to make things worse, I then sat on the couch drinking wine and eating cheese while watching the Biggest Loser on TV.  Yesterday was supposed to be another run workout.  The weather was finally beautiful outside and the temperatures were warm enough for a great run.  But then I had a meeting to go to and as I neared the house, the sun was dropping rapidly and with it the temperatures.  I did not want to run in the cold dark.  I was scared.

Okay.  I was not scared in the sense that I was worried about someone or something getting me.  Of course, we have watched a few horror movies lately, so I am back to jumping into the bed from 4 feet away (the girl from the Ring lives under my bed.)  No, I am scared of getting sick again.  Running the St. Jude Marathon with an illness and fever was not enjoyable in any way, shape or form.  It sucked.  And I still do not feel 100% back to normal.  Of course, with allergy problems, there is no normal.  But even then, I am not there.  Then you through in the massive weather fluctuations with cold, wind and rain and visions of pneumonia are dancing in my head.

So last night, I skipped my run and jumped back on the bike trainer for a short workout.  I had to do something!  No problem, I would just shift my run to tonight………….or not.  Did you see the weather forecast for tonight.  Cold.  Rain.  Wind.  Ice.  Snow.  Pneumonia.  Ring Girl.  Death.  I don’t know if that is the exact order, but I don’t like any of it!

So I guess I will do another circuit workout.  Or just lay on the ground and flop around for awhile (hard to tell the difference.)  And I guess my running will have to wait until Saturday.  Did I mention that it is only 7 weeks from Sunday until the next marathon?

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