Yesterday was long run day. Well, what will be long run day once I get a few more weeks into my training plan. Had it not been so miserable out yesterday, I could have gone on longer, like last Sunday. (Only without the getting lost bit.)
However, I was running without having had any coffee, and the cold air wasn’t waking me up, and being in my own head space, well just was not good. I had to stop several times to keep from losing it completely. I tried to sing along with my running playlist (I think I need some new tunes) but all I could think about was Molly and how much I missed her and how angry I was at myself for not realising something was wrong sooner and not spending more time with her while I could. Being in the flat right now, it’s so empty. But being outside the flat doesn’t give me a reprieve from my thoughts either. This is hard and it sucks.
I did finish my run (in some new kit that I got to try to cheer myself up [the hat I got isn’t on the website- I will have to take a picture when I wear it again]) and even got my first day of yoga in for the #21daysofyogachallenge. Oh, and as this run was over the 5K distance, I finished the Virtual Runner race for the month.
This week I have a few runs planned and also my first day of floor barre class. I also need to get cracking on writing, (I *only* have 8K to write ha ha ha I’m screwed) but all I feel I can do is wallow in sadness.