I’ve been clocking up some awesome times at track lately. But it’s not necessarily because I’ve been working hard. It might be simply down to guilt. You see, although I’ve tried to be quite disciplined in attending track, my easy runs on weekdays and weekends have really suffered.
In the last two weeks, I skipped my easy runs on both Tuesdays and Thursdays, made excuses on Fridays, rolled over and went to bed last week Saturday. The only long distances I’ve managed to squeeze in has been the RAC 10km race and more recently, the Boskruin 10.5km Sunday run.
But in reality, it feels as if I’m running through quicksand.
I keep blaming:
- The Comrades runners who are tapering. Shouldn’t the supporters also be tapering?
- Load shedding and the traffic which prevents me from getting home early enough
- Winter is coming. I’m not a big fan of running in the cold. My ears ache. My fingers freeze. It’s dark… I’ll save this for another blog post.
When I was young, I recall watching those cowboy movies where anyone falling in quicksand was doomed to die. That there was no way out and as much as you tried, the sand would eventually swallow you whole.
I’m feeling exactly like that. I’m stuck in the sand and cannot move or make an effort.
I know what’s missing. It’s the lack of discipline and consistency on my part. I know that the less I run, the less I want to run and so the less I do run. It’s a vicious circle. It is harder to find that motivation during winter and I’m already struggling to do so.
So I guess as long as I continue to track sessions and commit to at least trying to get out there, I’ll be okay. I need to buckle down and recommit. It’ll be worth it come spring time!