First, another lesson on Hypothyroidism, in case you have not already figured it out.
6 days without running makes one weak. HA. Thought I was gonna say something else, huh? Let me try this. Montana goes to a really advanced learning school. They stressed from the beginning the dangers of missing too much school. Missing one day was the equivalent of missing a whole week at MT’s school. >yikes< So we are always careful about his absences. The connection? There probably isn’t one. But in my weakened state, I made one up. If I miss one day of running, I talk myself into running the next. But if I miss a whole week? Or a group of days? Like say…6? It’s like starting from scratch. And I know in my head I just have to do it. I just have to do it.
It’s just not that easy.
So, I am tired. I am falling asleep at the counter. I’m struggling.
I’m hoping tomorrow it’ll be warm enough…I’ll aim for outside.
I know the deadline. I see it on the calendar and I am not afraid. I just have to kickstart my broken ass self. 🙁