I'm taking a break from running. Surprising I know, after my last post about how GREAT I felt returning to racing. (and finally having a good race) Everyone tells me I need to take a break. To give my knee and my hip a chance to heal. To rest. Take a break, a real break, they say.
My friends, my coach, my doctor, my running buddy. "Take a real break."
So I decided to listen and take a real break. I resolve to not run the rest of the year.
Well, except for things like tonight's Christmas Light Social Run at my local running store. Except for things like that. It was only 3 miles after all.
Yeah, I made it 2 whole days without running.
It felt good to be back. Running, I missed you! I'm so sorry, I'll never leave you again!
Oh, except that I've promised to take this break. And to be honest, I'm looking forward to sleeping until 6 each morning. (longer on Saturdays, whee!) This is what I wake up to when I sleep in. Sunshine and fat warm cats.
I probably do need a break. I'll come back refreshed for racing in January.
Tonight after the Social Run, Bahama Mama leans over and questions when we'll run again. I inform her that I'm on a break until January. She recoils in horror, "That long?!?!"
If I remember correctly, she was one of the biggest proponents of the break! "Yes, that long" I affirm. She pleads with me that she'll miss me. "I'll see you on Sunday when you drop off the kids" I remind her. (her kiddos are coming over to bake and decorate Christmas cookies - I'm very excited) We go back and forth.
I give in. We start back up the Monday after Christmas, which btw, is still December and not at all January. She still seems forlorn. I remind her that is only a week and half away.
Really? I bet we are on that trail by Monday.
And totally unrelated, I'm still a little obsessed with milk right now. It's as if I'm becoming a calf. I can't get enough milk. And I'm still not eating out, and not missing it much. I miss getting out of the building at lunch. I miss not having to go to the grocery store. I miss having a sink empty of dishes. But I don't really miss eating out. So, huh.