This is a hard week. I’m tired and need a little bit of motivation. I missed Monday’s run because I rode my motorcycle for four hours on Sunday. My body was physically whipped. So, I listened and took a break. I want to stay focused, but I also know when to say, okay I need a break and not to take myself too seriously.
This brings me to Tuesday. Went to yoga class. Drive up to the studio and notice there aren’t any cars in the lot. Not a good sign. Hmmm, maybe class was cancelled. Then a car rolls up and the other yoga teacher gets out. I feel bad because I don’t remember her name, but I will remember her…no doubt. This was the first time I’ve ever really interacted with this new teacher. I’m excited because – hey I’ll learn some new things. I go to “my” place and wait. About 10 minutes pass and I realize I’m the only student. Here is an equation for you..
Only student does not equal easy class
Guess what…she’s a runner too – that equals hip opening exercises – one on one style!
I have earned the honor of the tightest hips – meaning I do not like to bend certain ways. Fast forward to Wednesday. Apparently my hips were very, very angry. Very angry. This eight mile run will go down as the worst run ever! I think someone strapped two concrete blocks to my feet when I wasn’t looking. I couldn’t believe how heavy my legs felt. Then the right hip and hamstring were howling. The whole run was a conversation with my inner running self “Awww come on you can do it…just put your mind to it” ~ eh, be quiet.
Digging way down deep…completed but very hard.
Happy miles to you.