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Apr. 23rd, 2024 04:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spryngToddler has been awake since 3am. So have I. He hasn't been unhappy, just chatty, but it was intermittent enough I couldn't fall back asleep. I gave up at 4.30 and now I'm here, with some coffee.
I want to work on cannibal!WIP but it's hard to concentrate even when he's just chatty, so here I am: brain dumping.
I went to a Park Run for the first time since January on Saturday. I'm finally easing my way back into running even though my god, my endurance is shot. I asked CG if she wanted to come the night before and she insisted I wake her up. Cool, I thought. They've been doing laps at P.E. and it sounds like they're working up to a certain distance. If they can run that, they get small prize. So she's got motivation to run.
But then when it came to the actual waking up and going, I should have realized sooner something was off. I woke her up later than I normally do during the week, but she was still tired and dragging. She kept complaining about being tired, but when I asked if she wanted to stay, she dug her heels in. Then when we got there and there were all the people that are normally at the Park Run, she got super shy and refused to actually run. 🙄
I decided I was going to be encouraging instead of uptight about it, so we ran-walked the first lap together and then she sat out the second to rest. She joined me on the third lap but barely made it 1/10 of the way before complaining about her legs hurting and whinging about going home. She asked me how I was able to like running and I admitted I hated it at first. But as you get better, you discover you like it -- or you realize you don't. I shared that Dr Lady used to run with me, but never grew to like it, so she stopped.
She was adamant about hating it, but after digging a bit, I realized it was the embarrassment at being around so many other people. I offered to run with her, just the two of us, in our neighborhood sometime. That she got excited about. :)
We stopped after the 3rd lap (a 5k is 4), but at least now we had a plan and I was able to tamp down on my frustration. And I was able to go on a real run the next morning, which definitely helped ease out the rest of my tension. Not training for a 10k certainly makes me a bit more flexible. ^^()
I want to work on cannibal!WIP but it's hard to concentrate even when he's just chatty, so here I am: brain dumping.
I went to a Park Run for the first time since January on Saturday. I'm finally easing my way back into running even though my god, my endurance is shot. I asked CG if she wanted to come the night before and she insisted I wake her up. Cool, I thought. They've been doing laps at P.E. and it sounds like they're working up to a certain distance. If they can run that, they get small prize. So she's got motivation to run.
But then when it came to the actual waking up and going, I should have realized sooner something was off. I woke her up later than I normally do during the week, but she was still tired and dragging. She kept complaining about being tired, but when I asked if she wanted to stay, she dug her heels in. Then when we got there and there were all the people that are normally at the Park Run, she got super shy and refused to actually run. 🙄
I decided I was going to be encouraging instead of uptight about it, so we ran-walked the first lap together and then she sat out the second to rest. She joined me on the third lap but barely made it 1/10 of the way before complaining about her legs hurting and whinging about going home. She asked me how I was able to like running and I admitted I hated it at first. But as you get better, you discover you like it -- or you realize you don't. I shared that Dr Lady used to run with me, but never grew to like it, so she stopped.
She was adamant about hating it, but after digging a bit, I realized it was the embarrassment at being around so many other people. I offered to run with her, just the two of us, in our neighborhood sometime. That she got excited about. :)
We stopped after the 3rd lap (a 5k is 4), but at least now we had a plan and I was able to tamp down on my frustration. And I was able to go on a real run the next morning, which definitely helped ease out the rest of my tension. Not training for a 10k certainly makes me a bit more flexible. ^^()
