But I ran anyway! Since we came home from Buffalo, I ran Monday, but I spent yesterday on the couch. You see, I caught the cold. I was not trying to catch the cold, but I managed to catch it anyway. I can’t even catch stuff I try to catch half the time, but I had no trouble catching the cold – go figure! So I have been struggling to breathe for the past two days. It could be worse, it could be much worse I realize that. Yet somehow, it managed to scare me about running. I’m not sure if it was just the fact that I have been fighting to breathe for the last two days. Or if it was the combination of that mixed with the fact that since I haven’t been running as much lately, running has been a lot harder on me than it had been and I was just afraid it was going to be really hard. I know it sounds ridiculous, but incase you haven’t noticed, I can tend to have ridiculous rationalities occasionally (don’t tell anyone I admitted that).
So I ran, and my breathing was fine, and I was tired, but it wasn’t that hard. I didn’t have my best run, and I didn’t run as far as I would have liked, but I ran. When I was talking to my husband about how I was feeling, he said “just walk, it’s ok to just walk, at least you are getting out there and doing something”. He was right, and that was my mentality. I thought, if I try to run and I can’t breathe, I can just walk and at least I am out there doing something. But I got out there and tried, and got a decent run in. And it felt good!