I felt off Sunday afternoon/evening. I just wasn't feeling it. Not sick, but just not right. I decided to leave my run for the day, take a rest day and try for Monday morning.
I woke up Monday and knew I had to get in my long run. It is less than two weeks until The Hapalua Half Marathon, and if something comes up this weekend I needed to have this long run in the books.
I wasn't motivated to run. I had to do my longest run in quite some time, probably since the Disneyland Half back in August. It was scheduled to be a two hour run.
I started off nice and slow, just keeping it easy. This run is all about time on your feet, not how fast you can go. I wanted to run for about 7 miles, then climb a hill for at least half a mile, then head back home. However at about the third mile my stomach was feeling off, so I looped around to find a bathroom (TMI?!, which I found at mile 5. I then started up again, this time heading for my trail where there is a nice hill. I ran up it a little, but honestly it probably wouldn't even count. I then headed back home.
It was a tough run. It was lonely. I don't listen to music since I lost my iPod back in May last year, and haven't been able to get a new one. I run alone. I have to deal with the doubts in my head. The last 15 minutes were especially hard. My legs feel ok. I am running easy. But my head is telling me this is awful. It is hard to push through it.
I managed to ignore my doubts and push on, and now I have a two hour run in the books! The best thing is I know I can complete the half marathon, even if it isn't my best time - and that is reassuring!