>Training for any race distance is a BIG deal, and sometimes it also means making a lot of sacrifices.
I finally started to realize this over the past few weeks. While I never really have a ton going on, I definitely feel as though I’ve had to do a bit of juggling, rearranging schedules to fit in runs, and flat out saying no which I already have a tough time doing. I can’t even imagine what it’s like to do this AND have kids. Two snaps for all the mom runners out there.
Training means saying no to good friends who you really want to see, who you don’t see enough, and who you know, deep down, will always be there. Nevertheless, the guilt is heavy.
“Hi, Spike. Sorry I can’t roll around with you in the grass & eat leftovers off the street tonight. I’m busy running.”
Training means cutting time short with immediate family so you can get your long runs in at a decent hour of the day. You know that they’ll understand but will there come a time when they won’t?
Training means spending the time to research healthy eating options, planning meals all while not taking the easy way out. While much of what I make is easy I’m all about expanding my horizons and making new things. I think RM is tired of eating black bean burgers.
|Cupcakes are the key to healthy living.|
Training means giving up a nightly routine for the sake of additional sleep. Let’s get one thing straight – I LOVE sleep. But I also need to do stuff around my house when I get home from work. Throw a run into the mix, dinner, and it starts getting late. I have let a lot of things fall by the wayside lately. My Type A, neat freak personality hates this but I also need to keep in mind that a well-rested body is a strong body.
What do you sacrifice during training? Dontcha just love cupcakes?