The title of this post is the lyric that had just finished as my run came to an end this morning, and it pretty much was the blunt reality check I needed.
A combination of my hip hurting, a lack of any decent sleep and a 7 year old daughter who acts like a stroppy teenager and would test the patience of a saint has meant I have had a really negative attitude to almost everything, including C25K in the last fortnight or so. After a particularly difficult evening with my daughter last night I had a lot of anger to run out of me this morning!
Today was W8, R2. My head wasn't in it, I felt lethargic and actually just wanted to sit on my backside feeling sorry for myself but I went as I hoped a run would clear my head and allow me to be ready for whatever the day had to bring.
I tried a new route this morning so I have no way of knowing for sure but I'm confident that the first 15 minutes of the run was faster than usual, which I've put down to me still being wound up from the night before. This motivated me for the remainder of the run, although I admit I did slow down the pace as this was preferable to wearing myself out and stopping before I was due to end.
I feel soooooooooo much better for doing the run. It was bloody hard work but I did it. The Run DMC song that played at the end made me remember that the hip, the sleep, the annoying daughter.... well it is what it is and nothing will change overnight. There's no point letting it get to me. I just have to work on making each of them better and know it won't be like this forever. Basically, get over myself!
I think running will play a big part in my mental health, as well as physical, in the future. I know running isn't for everyone but there's something very theraputic about being able to find an outlet for frustration.
Sorry for the ramble but I'm now back in the room and any future posts will be me back to being positive because "it's like that, and that's the way it is".