Last Wednesday I ran in a 3 – 6 – 9 km race. You had the choice to drop out at the 3km, 6km or 9km. I was in 7th place at the 3km mark, 7th place on the 6km when the three guys I was pacing off dropped out and I couldn’t see the leaders. Anyway as it turned out there was only one guy left in the field in front of me as everyone else took the 6km option. A stubborn runners second on the record book and minute clear of 3rd place.
I then didn’t run for 5 days. No long run, no short run, no hill run. Just no run.
I’m not sure what happened, but it went like this. I ran Sunday (22km), Monday (5km) and Tuesday (5km) and Wednesday (13km). Thursday, we were prepping for Sarah’s operation on Friday. Friday and Saturday were taken up with playing nursemaid, the taxi driver and super dad. Sunday was life getting back to normal, but enjoying sleeping in until after 5am and Monday was conscious decision to enjoy the public holiday and started at the beach.
Not running has left this little hole in my frontal lobe.
It’s not the black dog, but rather a sense that something is missing. This is after all the longest I have gone without running in 13 months. I have this feeling though that it was something that needed to happen. I needed a few days to catch up on some sleep (it didn’t happen, but I needed less because I didn’t run) and I needed to focus on my family whilst we got through last week’s medical matters and reconnected after a solid run of 6 day work weeks.
Moo and I managed to get a lot of one on one time with a bike ride, three trips to the park, a trip to the beach, a swim in the pool, a game of one on one soccer, seven thousand repeats of the Frozen soundtrack, two repeats of Tinkerbell movie and just a bunch of snuggles, singing (including in the detergent aisle at Woolworths) and general interaction.
I’m also wondering if my body was just craving a rest.
I have no running related injuries of which I am eternally thankful. I have no health issues related to exercise at all. It’s four months to the Sydney marathon so apart from an impending work trip this week which will now also be a family holiday I’m committed to five runs a week from the 23rd June.
I knew it was totally worth having this break when I put Moo to bed on Monday night and she said ‘You’re my best friend’.