Just because you lose the battle doesn't mean you have to lose the war...
I'm not a quitter by nature. But today, I had to quit. I didn't want to, but I needed to.
It all started with these shoes that I wore to work this morning....for about an hour.
Then I quickly changed to these.
I hadn't jogged since Tuesday and I felt sort of off, but I pushed through anyways. It was kind of humid out, my sinuses were acting a bit funny in that humidity, but I kept going. It was only until my left leg started feeling heavier than I could bear that I knew I had to stop. I can't really describe it, but it felt like something was pinching or off somehow and even when I started walking, I couldn't walk it off. So I headed back to my car.
Yes, I stretched before and afterwards. I felt like some sad loser, but I figured it was better to stop and lose this battle than to do some damage and not be able to complete this program on schedule, thereby not being ready to participate in the 5K I signed up for. If it's any consolation, I did get 1.46 miles in before quitting and I still had a 10 minute jog and a 5 minute cool down to complete. If I had finished, I know I would have surpassed that 2 mile mark and then some.
So, we'll see what tomorrow morning holds. In the meantime, I'm going to do something I haven't done in so long I can't remember....I'm going to turn on the t.v. What???!!! And I think I'll do a little crafting tonight. :-)
|Week 6, Day 2|