Here I am click-clacking on the keyboard instead of run-running like I would like. So the feeling in a state of worthlessness starts….
I know it is all in my head.
I know I just have to let my legs and feet heal up.
I know I am not invincible…. Even if it felt so at times on the race course.
I know I need rest.
UGH!… REST… I hate that word. I preach it to my clients. Know it is good for me, but do I have to like it?? Nope. Sure don’t. yet here I sit with my foot in cold water typing this. Playing it smart. It is gonna be a long year after all. Got a 24 hour race to look forward to.
Well thank you. Thanks for listening to my ramblings. Rest = Torture for the mind = Great for the body …. I can live with that.
Happy thoughts people. Happy thoughts.