The run that almost wasn't

The last couple weeks have been really shitty running weeks. I truly believe I have back peddled and am where I was at the beginning of May. That's a real crappy realization to have when my upcoming half marathon is looming -- just 17 days to go. However, that crappy realization was followed quickly by my reminding myself that the goal is to finish the half marathon- perhaps not run the whole 13.1 -- a bit of a lower of the expectations that I started with - but considering the hit my dedication to running has taken - its reasonable.

Wow, this post sort of started with a rant - but it was a long time coming. Clearly i have not blogged in a few weeks. Yes, i have been running ....a little - not nearly as much as I should be. There is something they should emphasize to brides-to-be....all the free time you thought you had will evaporate into the ever growing to do list that is planning your own wedding. The closer the day comes, the more you realize you have to do. And when you do have a free time, you feel like doing nothing, not doing something say running. But I am list maker, and finally I feel like I have gained control of the wedding to do list - but it came with a price. One item being my running. Gah. Tonight, I promised myself a run -- and in an effort to just get going again I set it for a time rather than a distance - one hour. And folks I barely survive 25 minutes. I felt that I had the speed of a giant tortoise and the energy of a sloth swimming in concrete. I ALMOST gave up. Then I did something I didn't expect - I kept going. Now, I'm not sure if I should be writing Power Bar and thanking for their gummy product things (think oversized gummy bears that are raspberry flavored) and offering to give a testimonial but I somehow (probably with those little gummies' help) got through the slump - and managed to go for an hour and 7 minutes

....now I know what you are thinking "you badass." Now before you start patting me on the back, know this: yes, I walked about 10 minutes after the 25 minute mark (you know right when I wanted to quit and die simultaneously) -- but I managed to run out the remainder of my time. The only bad part is that this is no where near where I had hoped to be by this point in the training. Sure, trips to Vegas for an amazing bachelorette party, dress fittings, and a variety of other activities are fun - but they do little to encourage me to go for a run (and or leave little time to do so). So while I am not convinced I am going to be able to run 13.1 miles in 2.5 weeks -- I do know that my resolve is getting better - and that power bar's gummies are the best tasting energy thing I've tried so far.

Happy Running!