I love running.
I started running in 2010, and I have completed many running events, including 5Ks and half-marathons. Running is my Prozac (along with yoga and Pilates). I really depend on it when I’m feeling down or highly stressed. However, I haven’t been running as much as I should. The relocation, studying for the NCLEX, and looking for a job took over my life. I should’ve kept up with running but I didn’t. Instead, I put it off. Well, while looking at my calendar, I just realized I made a mistake because I have a 5K coming up next Sunday in Carlsbad.
I went running this morning for the first time in weeks, and it was horrible. I was able to finish the amount of miles I wanted to do, but my time sucked. This was a huge reminder that I need to get back on track and stay there. Not to mention, my clothes are fitting a little tighter. I need to get that under control. I can’t be walking around here out of shape and unhealthy.
Cheers to dusting off the Garmin, hitting the pavement, and day #1 of real running (again).