Runners are notoriously dedicated to their long runs, or their weekend runs, or really any of their runs. I’m committed, but my running group help keeps me accountable, especially on those Saturday mornings when I feel like sitting in front of my computer in my jammmies with a cup of coffee. So when my group goes on break, I relish the opportunity to savor Saturday mornings.
Today was just such a Saturday. My running group doesn’t meet again until May so I have a month of Saturdays to run on my own or skip it. I’ve decided to give myself two Saturdays to sleep in. So sleeping in for me isn’t really sleeping in, but at least I don’t need to set my alarm and head out the door before the rest of the house is awake. Ironically, I still put on a pair of shorts and an older pair of my running shoes to clean my house today. It was almost as if I needed to somehow feel like a runner, even though I wasn’t lacing up today.
I have to admit, I really enjoyed the break this morning. I’ve been feeling worn down during my runs lately and I think this short break is just what I need. I may still do some light running during the week, but I’m trying to give myself permission to take advantage of this break. I already feel a tinge of guilt. I’m not sure if I’m being wise to get some R & R, or if that feeling of guilt is trying to tell me to stop being a sissy and get off my ass. Oh well, for now, this sissy is going to sit it out.
