Someone needs to invent a pill that makes you feel like you had a nice, hard run.
It would make my life a lot easier.
Some people take medication to relieve stress, anxiety, depression and the like. Some people eat. Some people drink alcohol.
Me, I just want to run. Sugar, especially in the form of cupcakes and good chocolate are a close second. But once they are consumed, I still want to run.
Sometimes, this is a good thing. Other times, it's quite a challenge.
Which is why I would like a running pill.
Lily came down sick on Wednesday night. There wasn't much sleep for 4 or 5 nights. There was a lot of baby-holding and soothing. My husband worked Wednesday, Thursday and Friday nights.
Saturday when Lily woke up with a high fever again, I knew it was time to take her in. Sure enough, double ear infection. My poor baby :( Saturday also was Opening Day for Miss Rose's softball team. And errands that I couldn't do earlier in the week. Sunday was work/church and a promised park date and then the Super Bowl. On Monday, Bean insisted I was going running after work. But then I got a call that Miss Rose was in the school office (do any schools have nurse's offices anymore?) with ear pain and a slight fever. So Bean took her to the dr after work (ear infection for her too) and no run for me.
It was 6 days between runs. There really was no way to get one in. I have a pretty hard time getting up early after a rough night of sleep. And by the end of the night, I'm toast.
I need a running pill.
Finally this morning I got to lace up my running shoes. I spent 35 minutes on the treadmill. It was glorious.
There's no way a pill could ever do that for me.
I am thankful for feet and a body that support my running addiction.
Hopefully life will cooperate for a while so we don't have another 6 day dry spell.