It’s Thursday, can I ramble? I can ramble. Today is my fourth day with no run. I honestly can say (write) right now that I cannot remember the last time that I took four consecutive days off from running. Strange. It has to have been over a year and a half ago. My how life has changed. Then it was normal. I was throwing in running 3-ish times a week as a way to, hopefully, lose some weight.
Now, this is not normal. This is strange. I’m forcing myself to leave my running shoes in the closet until Saturday. I do look at them daily. My gym bag sits idle at my kitchen table. I feel weird leaving the house without it. I did sneak in a half hour of yoga this morning. I briefly mentioned yesterday that I’m taking a much-needed sabbatical from running. My knee has been wonky and my heart hasn’t been in it. So I figured a few days off would do me good.
Fortunately I have plans to run on Saturday afternoon. And honestly, I can’t wait. I don’t care what my pace will be, how far we’ll go or any of that. What I care about is that I’ll feel like me. Running is a part of who I am now and taking a break is hard work.