I could have run at least three times today, although I actually only ran once.
Around 2am I had to get up and settle my youngest daughter and I couldn't fall back asleep. I was thinking, trying not to think, I had nervous energy that made no sense and I thought--I wish I could just get up and run now.
I did actually get up and run at 6am, in spite of the fact that I was awake from 2am-4am. When my alarm went off, it was so tempting to stay in bed with the excuse of the missed sleep. But that meant fitting the run in after work, missing the time with my husband and children, having to take another shower. So I got up and ran my easy recovery miles.
At a few different points in the day and into evening I could have easily laced up and logged a few miles. To tire the hamsters going way too fast on their wheels in my brain, to drain the tears through my pores, to let the endorphins carry me from Monday into Tuesday.
It's not that I want to run away. It's just how I work it out. I need it, I love it.
I'm ready to attack my Train Like A Mother workout in the morning. I'll be running 1000m. I've never seen this distance on a schedule before. It's 2.5 laps or .62 miles. I'm going to have to map it out exactly so I get it right on the treadmill because there are 400m recoveries between the repeats.
Anyone else ever have the desire to run multiple times in a day? If I didn't have the responsibilities of life, I would have definitely ran a second time tonight. But now I'll have fresh legs for the morning.
And here's my inspirational thought for the week.
Last night I commented to my husband that I'd run almost 19 miles last week. As I was getting ready to go to bed I told him I'd probably be running in the morning and his response was "of course you are." And I said to him, "I may have run 19 miles last week, but it all sets back to 0 on Monday."
You can't apply last week's miles to this week. So get out there and rack up new miles for this week.