You may have noticed in my grand return to blogging, I have failed to mention anything about running. Well that’s because I’m mentally giving the treadmill the ol’ cold shoulder routine.
Physically I’m fine; my knees don’t hurt and I’ve been able to foam roll out the tightness in my legs. So what gives?
I’m not really sure why I can’t motivate myself to workout in the mornings lately. It’s not like I’m too tired. I still get up and STAY awake when my alarm goes off. Instead of running I’ve been watching reruns of Grey’s Anatomy, reading the book I normally read while on the run (Divergent – very very good) or I will waste about an hour and a half online.
I’ve given myself permission to be like this through today. Saturday, the B.S. stops. Perhaps I need to simply be allowed to sleep in, wake myself up and not by an alarm clock to break out of this funk.