Yesterday was such a roller coaster day. In the morning I was feeling all sad and sorry for myself (after reading something) … feeling like with all this exercise I’m doing I hardly ever have time for my friends anymore… pondering therefore whether I’ve become totally selfish and self-absorbed… feeling a bit friendless and blaming myself for it…
As usual I turned to Twitter with:
And look at the replies I got:
Looks like a lot of people do not have a lot of time to hang out with friends. Looks like it’s totally common that social lives of the 30-somethings are not as wild as they were when we were 20. So now I’m hoping that my friends are not actually holding it against me that I don’t catch up with them very often, I’m hoping they’re in the same boat as me and don’t have the time themselves to party (and by that I mean go out for coffee or dinner :) on a regular basis.
Having felt down and then a bit up, the mood took a total nosedive in the late morning when I got some bad news via a friend. It doesn’t affect me directly but it made me hugely think about life and priorities and not taking anything for granted (especially health and fitness). It was good that I had packed my running gear as I needed relief from my heart- and headache…
I dashed out the door at 12 and since I usually do a quick 6km loop during my lunchtime runs, I set off at that pace – it seemed to have been programmed into my legs for that particular route. After 3km at a speed of less than 5 min per km I thought I’d see how long I can keep that pace up. My aim was to do at least 10km but I wasn’t sure how long I can run that fast.
Turns out I ran that fast until the end! 48 minutes and 35 seconds at the 10k mark.
I kept looking at my watch every km to make sure the speed was less than 5 min per km. If it was 5:05 at x.85km I’d sprint until that km was over to get the speed down. That is the great benefit of having a sports watch over tracking your time/distance with an app on the phone – being able to see your speed quickly and often.
I totally felt high after that run, I have never broken 50 min on a 10k training run before. I’m giving huge credit to Crossfit for that.
Rest of the afternoon went by uneventfully and then it all went UP again when I got home from work – my overworked husband has actually taken this week off from work, so just like every night this week, the kids had done their homework and dinner was waiting for me :D After hardly seeing him for a few months I can say that homelife this week has been so.freaking.nice.
Anyway, I’m not sure I had a point in mind when I started this post…. It was just an emotional day… I cried, I laughed, I felt low and lonely, and then so strong and so loved.
Such a weird day. But in the end – all’s better than well.
P.S. I’m sure the thing about running super fast when without socks was just a glitch, I’m hoping I don’t have to repeat it to repeat that speed – my feet are a bit damaged :|