Motivation, motivation, motivation. I’m losing it. I know what I’m supposed to do to get more motivated, but let me say here that the smartest thing I ever did was send in my deposit for the London Marathon. I can totally see myself bagging running forever, if not for that $200. I really want to love running. I know I like it, but I’m afraid I don’t love it yet. I’m definitely obsessed with it, that’s a start. 😀
I suppose I need to do what the magazines and books say. Vary my course. Run with different people. Etc, etc. But what I really want to do is just sleep and play the Harry Potter Playstation game. (Ack! My secret is out! This is my new addiction! I suppose it’s fortunate that we only rented the game and have to return it at noon today. Sad, but true. I will have to force myself not to re-rent it this afternoon.)
On the other hand, I really didn’t want to run this morning. But I got up anyway. Even though Kristina didn’t. On a day when I just wanted to go back to sleep, I got up and ran alone. Impressive. So I guess I’m not as bad off as I thought. I think I’ll just buy another running book. That usually helps. 😀 And I think once I start my real marathon training (in THREE WEEKS!!!) I’ll be better off.
It has suddenly occurred to me that I always run less in the week preceding a race, for whatever reason. I can’t remember why I didn’t for the other races (laziness, I reckon) but we have the two mile race coming up this weekend, so I’ll just say I’m tapering. (ha ha)
Oh, should say what I did when I went running this morning. “Speedwork” again. Ran around the park once. Took 21 minutes. Ahh, 11:45 mile. That is fast for me! I consider it a compromise for when I don’t want to run, as I get the running over with fast but I’m still doing some good.