I am going to chalk this up to months of training and “living like a monk”… yesterday I lost self-control and over-indulged. Blerg. 😦
Coming off a fantastic weekend and half marathon time, I felt tired, sore and well, obviously weak to temptations.
First, I did not get up at 4:30 to meet my friends Andrea and Marzia for a 5 mile run. Instead, I text Andrea that I was going to get an extra hour of sleep and run in my neighborhood. Well, THAT didn’t happen. An hour turned into an hour and a half… when I FINALLY dragged myself out of bed got ready and took Bisou for a short 3 mile run. I told myself the shorter run was ok because I was going to the gym later to check out a class I may start teaching post-marathon.
I met some former colleagues for lunch and one was having a particularly rough day. We decided meeting after work for a drink was a must in these circumstances and my plans to check out the class at the gym quickly faded. After work, it was about 80 degrees and wonderful and sunny. Sitting on a patio, soaking up the sun… one glass magically turned into 1 and a half when my friend poured some of her 2nd glass into my empty one.
I got a text from another former colleague wanting to meet and catch up. The warmer weather had everyone itching to get out and socialize. I moved on to another patio to soak up more sun and drink more wine. Again, one glass turned into two. Did I need the 2nd glass? No. Did I know this when I ordered it? Yes. We split some nachos because my tummy was getting rumbly… and in my good old-fashioned self, my lack will power for wine translated into a lack of will power for diet too. On the way home, I decided more nachos would be QUITE tasty, but my one of my favorites, bean dip and chips, would be even tastier :). So, weak me pulls into a gas station to buy some processed, chalk full of preservatives and unnecessary additives bean dip.
I got home and dug in until sleepiness took over… just shy of 9:00pm.
The alarm went off at 4:30am this morning to meet Andrea for an 8 mile run at the Great Western Trailhead. I had been up since 2:30am and seriously the last thing I wanted to do was run. But, since I cancelled yesterday, there was NO way I was canceling 2 days in a row. I sucked it up and got up. Just as I anticipated from my night of over-indulgence, my tummy was not liking me.
Once I met Andrea I fully disclosed how stupid I was the night before and we re-routed to pass some bathrooms for the beginning of our run. After one stop, I thought I’d be ok so we continued down the trail we intended to run. I was not feeling good. We were at 2.75 miles and I wanted to puke. But I needed this run, especially after I cut my run short yesterday and then de-railed. I kept going and surprisingly, felt better as I kept running. Until about mile 5. We were in the middle of nowhere and my tummy started rumbling again. Great! I had no choice but to duck off the trail and squat in the woods. Gross, I know, but what was I supposed to do?!? We finished the run and I was pleasantly surprised it was at an 8:48 pace despite how awful I felt. AND I finished! Despite how awful I felt.
I have no idea what happened to me yesterday. I lost it and I’m not proud :(. This morning was a great reminder for why I love training so much- I FEEL great and I don’t over-indulge and I follow a good diet. It keeps me out of trouble! 🙂
Today is a new day and I treated it as such. I ate well. In fact my dinner was absolutely fantastic! Seared Salmon, sautéed mushrooms and spinach and steamed asparagus. YUM! I’m back on track and focused.
How have you de-railed on your training plan before? What are your weaknesses? Favorite thing to over-indulge in?