Tuesday, I skipped a run. I’ve been running every other day since September 10th, and it’s been working pretty well. I want to get to a point where I can run every day, and I thought that would begin Tuesday morning, but when the alarm clock went off, I just wasn’t feeling it. I didn’t have the overwhelming motivation to go anyway; I ran Monday, and I could still feel it in my legs. So I stayed in bed for the extra 45 minutes.
I’m glad I did.
I felt refreshed, energized, and well-rested Tuesday morning, something I haven’t felt in a few weeks. I’ve been trying to get enough sleep, but it’s looking like I haven’t been. If Monday night’s sleep and how I feel the next morning is any indication, I need more sleep.
In all honesty, I don’t ever skip actual run days. For me, these have been every other day. Tomorrow, for example, will be a run day, and unless Mother Nature is unleashing hellfire and fury from the sky, I will be out there running. I feel that my rest days have been every bit as important as the run days, and I think that these rest days have played a large role in my avoiding injury and making the progress I’ve been making.
On my non-run days, I am going to try to run, but it’s not an imperative. Yet. If I run, I’ll run. If not, then that’s okay too. But on my run days? It’s go-time!