I refer to my jowls, of course.
Oh that was hard! I meant to run earlier, when it was cooler, but I faffed and faffed... that’s been the story of this week, regarding running. I had thought I was getting back into the groove, even squeezing in a short run when I didn’t have much time... but somehow the days slipped into one another to become a week since my last run!
So I did a bit of housework and pottered about, then sat in the garden with a coffee and a book... thankfully, the book was ‘12 Rules for Life’ by Jordan Peterson and the section I was reading, after talking about biological dominance hierarchies, exhorted us to stand up straight, face the demands of life voluntarily, respond to a challenge, transform the chaos of potential into the realities of habitable order... ok, ok, but it catapulted me (gently) out of my recliner and into my running shoes!
I’m trying to be a bit kinder to myself on these runs. If I have to walk - so what? It’s better than not running at all, right? But it is hard to maintain that positivity when you are struggling. My nose was a bit stuffed and I felt really dehydrated - I often mouth breathe at night and wake up with a dry mouth. I tried to run with my mouth closed and managed for half the time, but when I had to mouth breathe I felt I was rasping.
Thank goodness for Coach Bennett. He said (in the Next Long Run podcast) that the run should be feeling nice and easy now; this was at the 22 minute mark or so. It really wasn’t! I had just reached a stile and was hanging over it rather than hurdling it. But then he said something along the lines of; if it isn’t feeling an easy rhythm, then ask yourself why not? Change what you are doing... something clicked. I started running again, within myself this time and kind of in-the-moment, and felt reasonably comfortable that last kilometre, all the way home.
Ok, my cheeks were BURNING, you could fry an egg on them, but it was really hot out there!
I have never been one for books espousing rules, and was pretty awful at listening to teachers... but today, they helped.
Happy running all!