SO as you know I am a binge eater. Some people purge after a binge, something I have never done, but I do have my own other side of the coin. I starve. I will starve myself as a form of "trying to make up for the bad choices" or something. It's stupid and I know that and I am working on it.
So I have discovered that I apply similar principals to different facets of my life. I binge watch tv, I get really gung ho about something just to stop suddenly, etc. Running is no different. I am a running fool, then I am not. You could say I binge ran for the first few weeks of this experiment and I have found myself in a starve phase. It's been 8 days since my last run.
Yes I know my race is steadily approaching. I know I need to get out there. I just need to get my shoes on and GO!
SO that's where I'm at.
Lets see what's going on in Pokey's world!
This week was hard. I had my first week of running in the hotel. That, actually went well. I only got 2 runs in while I was there (while 3 would have been ideal really), but I found the treadmill really pleasant to run on and I’m really noticing that my feet are more comfortable and I’m not noticing my shoes so much. My inner thighs on the hand, deadly.