As you may have realized, I was absent from the blogosphere last week. I didn’t post and I barely commented on anyone else’s posts. I tweeted pretty regularly but only because it’s instantaneous – I probably wouldn’t have done so otherwise. I was exhausted even though my weekly mileage was pretty decent. I ate a ton even though it wasn’t necesarily quality food. I felt overwhelmed and run down. What was my problem?
Ahhh, yes. The dreaded PMS. A girl’s (and guy’s) worst nightmare. A week of torture, misery, and railroaded training plans. How can female runners overcome the slump?
Now, this is no excuse to not write a post or complete any other routine task. I don’t want to make excuses for myself, nor should you. However, sometimes you just have to unplug, feel sorry for yourself, and eat lots of cookies. With buffalo wing sauce. And a side of pickles. If that, ummm, works for you.
Let’s get a little personal since we’re all friends here. Some months I feel like I have been run over by a Mack truck that has backed up and run me over again. The very last thing I want to do is head out for a run. I’m bloated and anyone who looks at me the wrong way I immediately want to kill. Last week was one of those weeks.
I started out the week by verbally expressing to friends how I was going to get up early on Monday morning to run. STOP THE PRESSES! Yes, I actually said that. What was even more surprising was that I actually did it – twice. I knew that if I didn’t I would be overly exhausted when I came home from work and it wouldn’t happen. The beautifully warm and sunny weather was a major mood booster but as the week progressed, I felt bloated and achy and my diet spiraled downward. Nothing I ate satisfied me so I ate some more, hoping to be sated. Note to self: this never works.
I took a personal day on Friday and slept in a little longer, caught up on some chores, and decided to head out for a 9-miler. This was a much needed catch up day for me and I wanted to get in some decent mileage since the weekend forecast was looking miserable. My run wasn’t as spectacular as the previous Sunday’s Delmar Dash 5-miler (recap coming tomorrow) but it wasn’t my worst run either. I had stomach cramps that wanted to stay around for the ride, but running surprisingly made me feel a little better and when I got home I rehydrated and set out on my bike for a few miles.
So, what am I getting at here? When it comes down to it, pushing through PMS exhaustion and all of its other fun symptoms is a lot like pushing through the wall in a marathon. There have been months where my training schedule has been completely railroaded and I felt too sorry for myself to even attempt putting on running clothes. If your symptoms aren’t terribly severe (as in, you’re not throwing up or doing other not so girly things in the powder room) then it’s worth your time to get out there and run, bike, etc. even for just 15 minutes.
How do you handle PMS and your training schedule? Do you get sidelined for a few days or trudge through, knowing your runs might not be as great? Any advice you can offer to all of us runner ladies out there? Don’t be shy!