When I run, I visualize all the stress inside me pouring out. Then, I imagine positive energy filling up that empty void. For more than three years, running was the way I managed stress or unhappiness. I think that’s why I’ve been struggling so much the last few months — it’s difficult to find a replacement for the act of running. It is my therapy. 🙂
I came home from my night shift at 10 PM, and by 10:05, I was out the door. I didn’t care how late it was; I didn’t mind that it was pitch black. I just wanted to run a little. Per my own personal running hiatus rule, I only ran 2.0 miles, but this run was unique in that I actually ran for the entire time. Since April 20, I’ve only ran a grand total of 7.0 miles, and all but this run were walk/run combos.
I kept my pace very slow (slower is better for your knees), but it still felt like I was flying! 🙂
- Duration: 22 minutes
- Distance: 2.0 miles
We are SO low on food so my snacks/eats for the afternoon and evening felt kind of mish-mash.
Afternoon snackies include Chobani, banana, and blueberries. Oh, and a random handful of almonds.
PB on an English Muffin…
And dinner was whole wheat pasta with pasta sauce + sprinkle of cheddar cheese.
Plus, broc on the side.
Post-run,I slammed a deliciously cold and refreshing cup of skim milk:
I am off to bed, my lovelies!
Sleep tight 🙂