It’s funny the relationship between stress and exercise. Sometimes you just want to exercise like mad and other times you feel like it’s too much of a burden. So after moping about not running the past few days I gave myself a verbal lashing, laced up my runners and went. No watch, no pedometer, no other fancy shmancy gadgets, no regular route because I know how long those are, haha. When training for a running goal of any kind I think it’s easy to become obsessed with time, pace, splits, mileage, etc. and it’s easy to push aside the running for the sake of a run.
It was just my feet and the pavement today and it was fantastic.