I should be running a lovely 10K race tonight but I’ve just reached the decision not to do it. It was a bit of a seesaw of a thought process during the day but eventually the sensible me had the loudest voice and told “the niggle isn’t too bad and I’m sure it’ll be ok” me where to go 🤣
I’ve spent far too much time on the IC with that attitude and I’m trying hard to change my behaviour. But honestly, it’s hard isn’t it?
Nothing major. I’ve just had a bit of an ache around my hip/lower back. I’m pretty sure it’s caused by my new orthotics. I’ve been building up the time getting used to them and I just think I need to take it a bit more slowly.
But that thought process getting to the final decision!!! Blimey. I wish it was straightforward.
I woke up this morning and immediately thought nope, I won’t be running tonight. It’s too sore. But as the day went on it felt quite a bit better so I thought it’s on again, it feels ok, I’ll be fine.
Then I kneeled down and thought no, it’s still there. Is it worth it? But it’s a lovely route, I’ve not done it before and I really want the bling 🙄
I started making plans for what I would wear, what and when I would eat, what time I’d need to leave home, where I’d park, etc, etc.
Then I put on my shoes with my old orthotics and had a test run around the garden. Oh! I can feel it now. Would it get worse during 10K? Maybe the run will loosen everything up? (who am I kidding?) The bargaining we make with ourselves!
Then a new voice popped up in my ear, “hoy you. Aren’t you supposed to be more sensible? Remember all that time on the IC? Do you really want to go there again? Most of your injuries have been caused by running through niggles. It’ll be your own fault you know….. nag….nag, nag….?”
Then I remembered the new me. The sensible me. The sensible me made the decision. I’m not running it.
My other thought is that I have another race next week and I really need to be ready for it because I really, really want the bling. It’s awesome 😍
Let’s hope Mrs Sensible goes on holiday 🤣